Aftershocks! (Part 2) (Nejire x Izuku - Mei x Izuku / Emerald Waves - Emerald Gadgets)

Hey, guys! BD and Sora are here with another chapter of 'Emerald Rabbit's Warren.' In this chapter, Denki and the guys link with Yanagi's cousin as he comes to them with concerns. Yuu and Nemuri plan their revenge and have found a stool pigeon as their ally. The girls of 1-B address their concern about Izuku. Izuku and Mei finally meet up with each other after his transformation and their reunion is more than they expected. Mishaps, misadventures, and hijinks continue. Enjoy!

Ochako instructed the driver to drop them off in the gangway behind the plaza. She had a key and knew that the security cameras weren't working in case there were prying eyes. She knew that legitimate business owners have been watching the group with meddling eyes. The last thing they needed was surveillance of their operations or worse, receiving a phone call from Yaoyorozu's mother.

The emerald-haired teen managed to get the still-unconscious Nejire out of the vehicle and holstered her over his shoulder. Ochako was the next to step out of the vehicle with the sound of dangling keys.

Izuku faced forward and nodded his head to their rescuing damsel. "Thanks, Burnin' for giving us a ride. I hope you didn't miss too much of your gala."

Burnin' waved her hand. "Never you worry, sweetheart. Kindly considerate of you to think of me." She winked at the now-blushing teen. "You know, you should come to one of these galas one day. Wouldn't mind having a cute escort around my arm."

Ochako cleared her throat. "Izuku, honey." She jerked her head at the door. "Either now or the cops, sweetie." Emphasizing was key to remind the blonde Pro Heroine that Izuku belonged to her. She was very displeased during the ride to the plaza whenever Burnin' complimented or gave a flirting tone to her boyfriend. The obviosity of Izuku's attractiveness was apparent but she didn't like the neverending flirting and occasional touches he received. To the teen, it didn't even matter that Izuku wasn't even old enough to purchase cigarettes and older women were looking at him as arm candy. Older women were the worst to Ochako. They think so above girls her age because of 'experience' so they felt entitled to take whatever they want, even boys in committed relationships.

"I'll take you up on that offer when the opportunity allows," he said humbly. "Whatever I can do to establish connections with fellow Pro Heroes like yourself."

"Izuku, honey!" He could hear the exasperated strain in her voice.

"Take my card." The blonde Pro Heroine reached into her purse and grabbed a black business card. "I know Endeavor wouldn't mind you using the practice room in your spare time. Just let security know that I sent you, okay?" She grabbed a pen and scribbled some info on the back. "Here's the passcode in case they ask."

The emerald-haired Faunus nodded in sign of thanks to the heroine as he received the card.

"Enjoy your night…and oh, your girlfriend is free to join you anytime you come by."

"Thanks, Burnin'. Good night!" Izuku smiled.

She perched a smile as she raised the window up and the car departed into the night. Izuku placed the card in his back pocket. He shifted his body to adjust to Nejire's body weight and walked to the back entrance where Ochako was holding the door, all in while, giving jealous glares.

Izuku may be naive, but he knew what was happening the whole ride, he wasn't that dense, well not anymore at least. He knew Burnin' was flirting with him and that Ochako was seething on the inside because of it. He maintained his cool and just let the burning blonde say what she wanted and not fall for it, not play into it or fight back, all so things wouldn't escalate.

He also knows that his Little Teapot is prone to jealousy due to still being affected by his pheromones, maybe she's always been like that only now that hidden side of her came out. Regardless, Ochako would remain jealous of girls trying to get a move on him because that's what a girlfriend would do. Still, Deku is impressed and proud of Ochako taking it on the chin as best she could, not falling into a raging fit or anything that other girls affected by the pheromones would. Maybe it's because the effects have been reduced inside of her or just because she has better control of her emotions.

The rabbit Faunus wouldn't be surprised however if Ochako were to reclaim him for not showing resistance towards being approached by girls or at least ignoring them. But then again, she knows is not into him being rude to women and besides he could gain a lot from being friends with a Pro Hero, All Might would incentivize him as much for the sake of planting seeds for his future career, he is certain that if he puts it like that, Ochako would understand.

Regardless, Izuku ignored his girlfriend's jealous expression as he entered the hallway. Darkness consumed the area but thanks to his night vision abilities, he knew what he could see. He was starting to get used to switching to night vision, but his sight in the dark was somewhat limited. At least he could see well enough in the dark now.

"If you walk a few feet to the right, there is a door." Ochako said as she closed the door and locked it behind her. She went to the security keypad on the wall and pressed a few buttons. With Momo upstairs tending to her personal business, she knew that they wouldn't be disturbed for the time being.

Izuku entered the room and used his free hand to turn on the light switch. The room was a sharp contrast from a typical storefront office. It appeared as though it was livable - on the wall, a flatscreen television with digital surround sound. The couch was L-shaped and made of plush leather, comfortable that even a person can sleep on. The kitchenette had the latest refrigerator and freezer, a Keurig coffee maker, and a tiny oven and stove.

As much as he wanted to ingest the ambience and wonder what exactly this place is for, he knew he needed to get Nejire situated. Gently, he placed her on the couch. He fluffed a couple of throw pillows to get her head elevated. Feeling that she was neatly positioned, he pondered on his next move with the girl.

"We can't tell Present Mic or Aizawa-sensei because we'd be screwed." He put his finger to his lip, knowing the obviosity of telling his teachers. He was really talking more with himself to analyze the situation. He was pacing back and forth with a serious look on his face. As his mind was working on possible solutions, his girlfriend walked into the room.

Ochako sat on the further edge of the couch with her hands on her lap. "What about Toogata-senpai or Amajiki-senpai?"

"Them?" Izuku glanced at her.

"They could help."

"Hmm…" "Maybe if we tell them that Nejire tripped and bonked her head, they wouldn't ask questions and simply take her back to her dorm. That could work." He pondered about that idea. Mirio and Tamaki are Nejire's best friends so they would know how she is. Framing this in a way that would be typical of the cyan-haired moe would be a good way to get out of this juncture. He gently put his soft hand through his hair. "We need to do it inconspicuously." He looked at his cell phone as it displayed its time to be a quarter after nine. Curfew was now in effect.

"I can call Amajiki or Toogata to come and get her." Ochako suggested.

"With what? They don't own cars or have licenses. Amajiki can barely get a bus pass."

"Hey, don't shoot the messenger."

"Sorry." He didn't mean to raise his voice to her. Just knowing that he was in trouble for missing curfew, not contacting All Might properly, and having an indisposed member of the Big 3 wasn't helping his situation. Tapping his foot while nodding his head, a thought came to his mind. If he could remember correctly, he knew that Nejire's best friend, Yuyu, had a driver's license. She didn't have her own vehicle, but maybe she knew people that could let her borrow a car.

"Izuku?" Ochako called his attention. She could almost see the gears in her boyfriend's head turning. He was about to have an idea.

"Yuyu!" The teen snapped his fingers as if he had scored sevens and elevens on a dice game. "Haya-senpai has a license. You wouldn't happen to have her number?"

"No, but I think Nejire will have it on her phone," she answered suggestively.

"I think I know where you're going with this." Izuku replied as he understood what Ochako meant. "Check her phone and see if you get into it."

Ochako nodded her head in understanding and went to the unconscious form of her senpai to look for her phone. She found it on her utility belt. "Here it is! Now let's see her password…" In her time with her senpai during their shared internship with Ryukyu, she borrowed her phone a few times. "Okay, I'm in! Hmm…going into her contacts…checking for names." She snapped her fingers. "Eureka! Yuyu!"

"Nice!" Izuku smiled.

"Surprisingly, everything is organized by first name, last name," said Ochako while scrolling her phone leisurely. "You would think she would have special nicknames, emojis to display friends-" She paused when seeing Izuku's name on her contacts. Next to it contained a rabbit and heart emoji. Incandescent with rage was honestly the least of her true feelings. She didn't even know that Izuku and Nejire had each other's phone numbers.

"Izuku…?" She looked up at him

"Yeah?" The boy didn't like that tone in Ochako's voice.

"When exactly did you give Nejire your phone number?" She asked with a stern tone.

"Wait, what?" He rushed to her side and saw his own phone number in Nejire's contacts. "How did she get my number?!" He asked, surprised.

"Wait, so you didn't give it to her?" Ochako asked again in confusion.

"No! At what moment?! I haven't interacted with her at all until today!" Izuku defended himself. Never once did Nejire approach him and ask for his number. It unnerved him a lot that the moe had his number without his consent. "Maybe someone else gave it to her?"

"Maybe so, but that doesn't matter right now. I'll call Haya-senpai so she can pick her and be done with tonight before something else happens." Ochako then dialed Yuyu's number and put the phone in her ear.

"Right." Deku nodded and stood there as he waited with Ochako for the call to connect. "How did Nejire get my number? No way she sneaked on the lockers and took my phone, I would have smelled traces of her scent over there and on my stuff… Still I would have to be certain." He murmured to himself, he fished out his phone from his pocket and went through his contacts and didn't find Nejire's number on there. He sighed in small relief. "So then she really must have gotten it from somewhere or someone else, but who? Maybe…" He cupped his chin and went on one of his usual mumble sprees.

Ochako rolled her eyes in annoyment. As much as she would usually find those adorably charming, she wasn't in the best of moods right now.

"Hey, Nejire-chan! What's up?" Ochako heard the call being picked up.

"Hello, Haya-senpai. This is Ochako Uraraka, Nejire's kouhai!" Ochako replied, getting Deku's attention and prompting him to be quiet. "Listen, Nejire had an accident and is now unconscious! Can you come here and take her back to your dorms?" She said as naturally as she could, and well she was technically lying.

"Oh my God! What happened?!" Yuyu asked worriedly.

"Nothing serious, just a small accident during training. She just hit her head, nothing to worry about!" Ochako explained. She wasn't technically lying, Nejire was in training today and she hit her head, or rather was hit in the head, but that's just semantics!

"Oh geez… Okay, tell me where you are and I'll be there as soon as possible." From Yuyu's end there were sounds of shuffling, maybe she was sitting and just got up and was dressing up.

"I'll send you a text with the address of where we are."

"Alright. I'll be there as fast as possible!" The sounds of a door opening and then closing came from the other end of the call.

"Please do!" And with that Ochako hung up the call and proceeded to send the text to Yuyu. "Anndd~...done!"

Izuku sighed in relief. "Good, now we must wait until Haya comes for her."

"Mmm-hmm." The gravity girl nodded in agreement. "And while I'm at it…" She then proceeded to erase Deku's number from Nejire's phone. "Can't have a possible stalker call my Bun Bun in the middle of the night and freak him out." She then returned the phone where she found it.

There was a brief silence between the couple until Izuku broke it.

"So now that we have some spare time while waiting… What exactly is this place?" He asked as he looked around the room that it would be perfect for a party.

"Welp, since I trust with my very soul and I know you won't tell anyone, I'll tell you!" Ochako smiled casually. "This is a secret hideout the girls and I have. Women like to have their private space where others wouldn't meddle, something we don't have much back at the dorms."

"Oh, I see. Cool!" Izuku nodded in understanding. "I can see Momo paying for a place like this." He commented.

"Yep, she did."

"So then…you and the others, you guys are patching things up then, eh?" From what he has seen so far, he can safely assume that things are being resolved between the girls and the class' acrimony with each other.

"Yeah, you can say that. One day at the time." Ochako said calmly as she shrugged.

"Good to hear, I'm glad." Izuku replied with a serene smile. He was feeling relieved about hearing that. It was a sign that slowly but sure things are coming back together, that soon all of this will be fixed. It gave him hope. "I see Moes here have quite the amenities." He said as he could detect a hint of macadamia nut coffee grams from the cabinet above the sink.

"Moes?"

He immediately beat his chest. It was normal for the girls to address Yaoyorozu by her nickname but he wasn't absolutely sure about the guys. "Yeah." He needed to remain smooth without drawing suspicion. "That's what Tsuyu calls her, no?"

"Well, yeah. She does." Ochako replied. She knew that the frog girl calls Momo like that often, but Ochako found it a little odd how Deku suddenly did just that.

As far as she was concerned, she knew about Tsuyu and Mina. He wasn't ready to confess his sleeping with Momo just yet. He just needed a few days before they could have the proper time to talk. "Yeah," he said again with a hint of nervousness as he stood up and walked over to the kitchenette. He pulled out the back of the Keurig and filled it with cool tap water. "Do you care for macadamia nut coffee? I think she has hazelnut coffee as well."

Filling the tank to its capacity, he put it back into the Keurig. When turning around, Ochako stood inches away, narrowing any gap between them. "Izuku? Izuku?" He watched her hands ball into fists.

"Hmm?" Izuku was trying his best to maintain his cool, but a few dribbles of sweat appeared on his forehead. She placed her hands on her hips. Everybody knew when she placed her hands on her hips, she meant business. She was not going to let up until someone was going to give her a full explanation. Izuku narrowed the gap and took hold of her shoulders. "We'll talk. Everything! I promise! We will talk." He was soft-spoken without wanting Nejire to gather any information in case she was alert. "We will talk at a certain time and at a certain place as I've told you on the phone." He took hold of her chin. She tried to resist, but he gripped onto his chin to discover tears coming down her face.

He embraced her tightly, securing his arms around her shoulders. He pecked her on the forehead and rested his head on her shoulders. "I'm sorry, Ochako. I…I didn't even think about your feelings." He could feel her breath hitting his neck. "Oh, God…sorry. I'm really awful, am I?"

She sniffled as she buried her face into his chest. "Me…just me!" He could feel her body rattling onto his. "So close…so close…and still so far away from you."

"Christ, my little teacup!" He planted his nose into her hair, inhaling the faint scent of her body gel. "God, I am so sorry. To think I should be your sweet bunny and instead, I am acting like a pig. I'm the worst!" He was trapped in confusion. Being contested and battling with his hormones - the love of his life versus his other admirers, future relationships versus past, unresolved relationships. Worst of all, betraying a dear friend by having sex with his crush. A low blow, to say the least. He wasn't sure there was a guide to harems, but never did it say it was okay to violate a friend's trust. People like Negi Springfield, 016 Hiro, or even Sora Aoi would frown upon this. At some point in time, he would need to talk to Momo about this love triangle. At some point, he needed to address the situation to all of the girls. Most importantly, establishing the red line between him and Ochako. The last thing he wanted to do was to sever that line. With that being said, something has to give and something needs to be figured out or else, all is lost.

"You're not the worst, Izuku! Don't ever say that!"

"I am, my little teacup!"

Ochako took hold of his collar, gripping tightly around her delicate fingers. "Don't you ever say that. You're not the worst. I love you very much and I know that you love me, too." She lowered her gaze, turning her head away. "I just don't understand the magnitude of this. It…it…"

"It's what, baby?"

Izuku could feel his cell phone vibrating in his pocket. He broke away from her to see the caller. It was All Might. "I am going to step out for a minute and talk to All Might. I won't be long." He looked over to the coffeemaker. "Why don't you go and make us a cup of coffee? If you don't mind."

Ochako used her hands to dry her weeping eyes. She nodded in agreement. Izuku gave her one more kiss on her forehead and caressed her chin with his back hand before walking out of the door.

"Hazelnut!"

Izuku was standing at the doorway when he heard her answer.

"My favorite coffee is hazelnut." She clasped her hands together.

He delivered her a partial smile while leaning against the door frame. "Then make us two cups." He knocked on the frame before walking out of the hallway. He knew it was rude to leave his mentor on hold but it wouldn't be the first time either of them were inconveniently held up.

A couple of moments later, the rabbit Faunus was outside and back in the cold. As his body was getting accustomed to the cool air, he grabbed the phone to speak with All Might. However, the call was disconnected.

"Dang it!" The teen commented. "I've already fried Ochako. Don't need to be cooked either." He took the phone and tried redialing his mentor.

"God dammit! My favorite lighter is out. So that's two things I lost!"

The emerald-haired teen put the phone back into his pocket. His ears twitched to the sound of an upset teen and a flicker of a cigarette lighter.

"Shit! Everything…is aaugh!"

Izuku walked around the corner to the front of the storefront and there he was met with none other than the steampunk girl, Mei Hatsume.

Hatsume was sitting on top of a milk crate. Her trademark goggles were lying on her lap. In her hand, she was covering the lighter with a cigarette in her mouth. Every time she flickered, nothing happened. "Shit!" She kicked her legs. "Why does everything I like go?!" Getting frustrated, she slammed the lighter to the floor and spat out the cigarette. She then clasped her hands and rested it on her chin.

"Hatsume-san?"

Mei jerked her head to the direction of the voice. Standing up from the milk crate, she furrowed her eyes to see the emerald-haired teen. "Midoriya?!"

He gave her an awkward wave. "Hey, it has been awhile! A long while!"

"It has. It has indeed!"


It has only been two days since that goddamned night where Nemuri and Yuu suffered the worst of all humiliations in their lives, and they still both feel dirty despite how many showers they take.

Nemuri and Yuu requested permission to take a leave of absence for a few weeks due to mental exhaustion, which was actually true. Both needed to be away from UA and work not just to recover from the horrid experience to be tied, gagged, drugged, put in cages and forced to perform for a bunch of horny teenage boys, all who were Nemuri's students. And the worst part was that Bakugo had enough dirt on them to not only ruin their careers, but possibly ruin UA's reputation as a whole. As of now, there was nothing they could do against him, for now that is.

But both Pro Heroines had an ulterior motive during their leave of absence.

They both knew someone had set up the events to put them in such disgraceful predicament. It had to be someone that was out to get them. At first they couldn't have guessed who had done it because they were tased, bound, and drugged. Due to their promiscuous reputation, the girls knew that they had made enemies: scorned wives and girlfriends whose partners cheated on them, other Pro Heroines that couldn't tolerate the competition, scorned lovers from their past at being abandoned. The list went on and on.

However it was after the party ended, when both were finally let go, that the two of them managed to learn who were the ones behind this. It was right as both were departing after getting dressed, the drug's effects were wearing off and Bakugou blackmailed them both into silence.

The women noticed one of the attendees, Mashirao Ojiro, had a nervous look on his face, as if he was hiding something. The next day, they encountered Ojiro leaving a bookstore nearby campus and encountered the teen. They decided that they should have a chat at Yuu's apartment. Both of them had the same idea and forced the truth out of him by exploiting any man's weakness for women and Ojiro's weakness for pressure. In short, they seduced the information out of him and just like last time the tailed teen talked, and he had to say was quite a lot interesting.

It turned out that Ojiro unintentionally overheard a conversation of a certain group of little bitches plotting to get back at the Pro Heroines and that tidbit was more than enough to put the pieces together to figure out that it was the girls from Class 1-A the ones that set all of this bullcrap!

Midnight and Mount Lady didn't have no idea of which of those little fucking brats set all of this or who helped them or how they did it, but it was clear it was them! Well, that favor didn't go unrepaid, with the information they informed Shouta about their little 'prank', while sparring most of the details because of not wanting to relive them, it was enough to put them in trouble.

However, that wasn't enough. Oh hell no, it wasn't! Not even close!

No one puts two of the sexiest women in all of Japan through this damned humiliation and doesn't walk out unscathed! Revenge was in order!

That was the real reason for the time off work, Nemuri and Yuu needed time and careful planning to make all of those little whores pay and to claim Izuku for themselves once and for all!

Nemuri decided to stay at Yuu's apartment for the time being, so both could spend their time either resting or planning. They didn't feel like doing much of anything else anyway.

They needed this time to recover from their wounds on their pride and focus on their revenge and acquisition plot, which is why they didn't communicate too much with friends, co-workers and relatives of theirs. Earlier today, two of Yuu's friends, Kamui and Death Arms, came by to check up on her, while she can appreciate their worry, they came while she and Nemuri will trying to come up with ideas which were not going very well and the frustration was made worse when both men tried to ask what happened to them, which made both women shout at them before slamming the door in their faces.

No one can ever learn what happened that night, if anyone asks, they had a rough night and that was it.

Right now, Nemuri called for a break before continuing with their plot.

"Pow! One to the head, dead center!" Yuu was lying on a lounge chair. With a glass of mimosa on the side and on her lap, a box of darts, she knew her evening was set. "Let's see which bitch wants to be another dead opp!" She stuck out her tongue to see which girl wanted to be next. On the wall adjacent to her was a bulletin board. On the bulletin board displayed girls from class 1-A, Katsuki Bakugo, and the king of kings, their beloved Izuku Midoriya. Each of the girls' pictures were drawn and scrawled with offensive epithets and their eyes were scratched out with a nail filer. Katsuki's picture was filled with holes that were falling apart, but tape had kept the picture together. Izuku's picture was filled with x's and o's and drawn hearts and smear lipstick from the girls.

"Hey, Nemuri, which girl should I hit next? Warts, Majin Buu, or Loli Juggs?" Yuu called aloud as Nemuri was sitting outside of the patio. Yuu detested the smell of vape smoke in her home so that was why Midnight was sitting outside in the cold. The R-rated Pro Heroine was ingesting the vape as she leaned back and exhaled into the night. She finally registered what Yuu was asking her as she turned around.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't compare to the holes we filled," said Nemuri.

"More like they filled with us," interjected Yuu.

"Hey! I am not a whore. Can't help the God-given talent that was presented to me. I am just free with my sexuality."

"That's exactly what a whore would say," retorted Yuu in a laughing manner.

"At least I get check-ups and not flare-ups, you little skank," said Nemuri as she gave Mount Lady the middle finger.

"One time," she cried. "One freaking time! Plus, it was a few years ago and a whim of a dare. You slept with him, too!"

"Like a lesbian gangbanger, I stay strapped," responded Nemuri adamantly.

"Right~" Yuu placed the box of darts down and grabbed her mimosa to sip. This was probably her fourth or fifth glass. She had lost count. "You don't think Ojiro gonna talk?" It was a valid concern, after all the tailed teen had narc'd others before. Why would he stop?

"Tch!" The blue-haired teacher replied while blowing a raspberry. "Ojiro? With us? Nah!" She crossed her legs as she took another smoke. "Would I talk if I pulled a Jackson Pollack in my pants?"

"You limited his space, whispered sweet nothings in his ear, and then stroked his chin," replied Yuu. "That monkey is definitely a virgin. Surprised you didn't do more."

"Then that would violate my 18 and under rule," she said with a cheeky grin. "And that's reserved for Izuku!"

Yuu deadpanned at her. "Nemu-chan, we've both known you violated that rule who knows how many times in the past and possibly traumatized who knows how many boys."

"Just a few times and with some senior students, so it was technically legal!" The blue-haired teacher defended herself indignantly, red was covering her cheeks.

"Uh-huh, whatever you say." Yuu rolled her eyes as she took a sip from her cup. "I told you I don't judge if you're into younger guys."

"Oh, c'mon! I'm not like that unstable rabbit whore of Mirko! To her, age is just a number!. She's the real shotacon, not me!"

"Well, that's valid. If they have a nice dick she would hump on it, regardless if they are actually a minor or not." Mount Lady finished her drink and put the cup down on the coffee table. "Speaking of other Pro Heroines, I bet they must be having quite a party at tonight's gala since we won't be going there." She commented to her best friend.

"Obviously! With us out, they would take the chance to take any hunk they could find there easier." Nemuri replied.

"Although I wouldn't expect any change with Usagiyama. Tch! The bitch blames us for having a hard time getting dick when it's actually herself that scares men off. You'd think that a chocolate bunny girl would have rows and rows of drooling suitors, but not all men are into abrasive and intense women."

"Abrasive and intense," retorted Yuu with a sly look on her face. "Care to try again?"

"It's a woman's right to teach boys how to become dominant with the fairer sex!" Nemuri stood up as she blew vapor smoke rings. "From the womb to the breasts and back to the womb. A son clings to a mother more than their father anyway. It's scientific! It's Freudian!"

"You've spent half of Hero Training waking and baking and the other half, you and your friends rated your suitor's performance in that little black book that you keep in your bedside drawer," retorted Yuu. "It's a miracle that you graduated!"

"Listen here, Missy! That's how you survive out here if you want to be a hero," she said to Yuu. "You were still in junior high reading your Twilight books and watching Bleach while I was training to become a Pro Heroine!"

Yuu blew a raspberry. "Whatever!" She crossed her arms in a huff.

"Regardless, our other Pro Heroine friends can keep all of those studs and duds out there for all I can, we already found the ultimate stud there is, and he is a bunny boy!" A seductive smirk was drawn in Midnight's face when she looked at Izuku's picture.

"Oh yes we did, girlfriend!" Yuu agreed with her wholeheartedly. Who needs to keep men hunting and booty calling when you got a prime carrot cake waiting to be taken by real women and not so little brats that don't know how to properly take care of him.

"However, we need to make it an absolute priority to make sure our friends never find out about Izuku, at least until he is married to me- I mean us! Remember that we Pro Heroines don't think twice at jumping at the chance of snatching a good hunk for ourselves." The R-rated Heroine said to her friend.

"Oh you don't even need to tell that. If those little brats can cause so many problems for Izuku, only the Lord knows what sort of hell would be raised if other Pro Heroines start going after him." Yuu agreed with her. "I mean, can you imagine what would happen if Rumi ever learns about Izuku being a rabbit person like her? She would literally kick down every wall and every person in her way to get him and when she gets her paws on him she would fight to hell and back to keep him, and poor Izuku? He would be broken by her! There is a reason why that bunny bitch only does one night stands, no man is strong enough to go through her again! That girl chews out and spits back out men on rows as if they are gum!"

"I know, right?!" Nemuri said. "She can't be allowed to find out and if she does that we'll have to come up with contingency plans, she ain't No.5 for nothing! When it comes to getting a rabbit mate like her, I can guarantee she won't give a damn if Izuku is in a relationship, and she doesn't normally go for men in relationships."

"True that."

Nemuri finished vaping and entered the apartment. She sat on the couch adjacent to Yuu and looked at the bulletin board. "While Mirko and the others may be huge headaches, they are the least of our concern. We can handle them." She pointed at the picture of Ochako and the girls harshly. "It's whales like them that leaves me incandescent with rage."

"I don't know who sedated me or bound me," said Yuu. "I was walking and was pulled into a van. Their voices were distorted and they were all wearing black but what I can remember were the two cops…and then Katsuki!"

"We will deal with them later. But I do know this, they weren't cops! I could hear it in their voices that they weren't. Now, their uniforms are legit. I once met a guy…well, nevermind. The point is that someone with connections allowed them access to get that gear and get us." The blue-eyed temptress looked at the board. "And it doesn't take a genius to know which of them had connections."

"Yaoyorozu?"

"Loli Juggs herself," retorted Midnight. "She has a relative who is a police chaplain. A great and easy-going guy but too trusting. Who knew what kind of stunts she pulled to get that."

Yuu got up from the couch and went into the kitchen to make another mimosa. "That solves your problem with the ambush. But not mine."

"Where there is smoke, there is fire, my friend," replied Nemuri. "What Ojiro gave us proved that they were acting on their revenge. So, if they had connections to the get cop uniforms, then they knew someone to come and get you." She eyed her friend. "We might not get everyone but those 1-A girls, their asses are mine!"

Yuu rattled her wine glass. "I'm confused! All of that to get back at us…for Izuku?!"

"In their place, wouldn't you do the same? I know I would." Nemuri said calmly.

"Hmm… Yeah, that's true." Yuu replied after pondering on the question for a few seconds.

"Even so, they must learn their place and we'll gladly impart their overdue teaching as clearly they didn't learn a thing last time." Nemuri declared with a devious smirk as she leaned on her seat.

"Darn straight we will!" A mischievous grin appeared on Yuu's face. "So what exactly is the plan, Nemuri? Because so far you made it clear that any form of murdering are off the table because 'people would asks questions' and 'so many things can go wrong'." She asked, making air quotes. "The only thing we agreed on up until now was making them watch as we make love with Izuku."

"Which we're so gonna do, but that won't be enough to return to them the mental pain and humiliation that they made us go through." Nemuri replied as she got up to serve her own glass of wine.

"Well, I'm listening, Nemuri." Yuu said expectantly for any more ideas as she took a sip.

"We need to be inconspicuous. It is obvious that the girls know that we are onto them," she said leisurely. "We must keep it Cool Hand Luke until we are ready to strike." She took a sip of her drink.

"What's the approach?"

"For now, we wait until they think we won't retaliate. If we try to do something now, they'll be on the lookout for anything we throw at them. It is when the prey feels a sense of false security that the predator must strike.

"If that is the plan, then we are going to need a bird."

"Not a bird, a monkey!"

Yuu's jaw slackened. "Nemuri, you don't mean…."

"Ojiro placed himself as the school snitch. Not a position he asked for but was given," she said as she took another sip. She raised her head skyward. "I've watched him in class whenever he looks at Hagakure. He is the shyest boy whenever he sees such nothingness of floating clothing."

"He sees inner beauty," interjected Yuu. "Beauty is only skin deep."

"And ugly is to the bone, even to the very heart and soul," retorted Nemuri. "Point is that whenever he is in uncomfortable positions, he sings like a canary." She clicked her tongue. "He is one thing away from being an errand boy." She licked her lips. "And it looks like Ojiro has a special position just for us."

"A teacher's pet?"

"A loose-worded term, Yuu." She snickered at the thought of using one of her students. "Ojiro will be like an assistant, a personal secretary, a confidential informant; relaying to us the word around UA with the 1-A girls, any other girl who has eyes for Izuku for that matter. I've seen those little brats from Class B looking at him in the hallways and so is the airhead of Nejire Hadou."

"And if he doesn't comply?"

"Oh! He will comply," she said eagerly. "I left him a parting gift in his backpack."

"Nemuri, you did not?" Yuu's eyes nearly bulged out from shock.

"Oh, hell no," she retorted. "I am not that crazy. But I can't say the same for Hagakure." She let out an alluring moan. "Breaking and entering a girl's dorm to steal her underwear? Or sneaking into the girls locker room to take it? That's petty theft. Can you imagine his reputation tarnished if word gets around."

"Whoa, Nemuri, just wow" replied Yuu in a concerned voice. "I don't care for the 1-A girls either but involving a neutral, that's not cool."

"Desperate times, Yuu. Ojiro has vital information and he can be the eyes and ears for us," she said. "In my defense, he was at an unsupervised party where there was alcohol and older women, which I may add that the boys are underage. I think there are worse things than a little blackmail." She reached for her cell phone and tossed it to Yuu. "This is my burner cell for my outcall and extracurricular activities. Make the call and have him meet with us tomorrow after school here."

Yuu nodded in compliance and proceeded to dial Ojiro's number. "Gotta say, though. I feel a little bad for that tailed kid. It's not his fault to be the weaker specimen of the group." She said with some remorse.

"Yuu, every great leader breaks the rules for the greater good," she said as she took another sip of wine. "In life, there are predators and there are prey. Some pick, some don't. And others, it is inherent. If anything, it will give the boy perspective."

"And what is that?"

"If he wants out, then make me get him out. A future Pro Hero must have a strong backbone to face adversaries that would corner him like this. This will be quite an important learning experience for him."

"When you put it like… I suppose it's not all that bad and it's not like we'll be unreasonable with him or anything." Yuu replied.

"See? Now you get it." Nemuri smiled pleased.

Then, Yuu's call was picked up by said tailed teen. "Hello?" asked Mashirao. Judging by his voice, he was anxious.

"It's your benefactors," said Yuu. "I won't say much on the phone…and well, you're needed."

Yuu could hear his voice faltering. "I-I-I I thought the deal w-w-was sealed."

"No, sweetheart!" Nemuri took the phone from Yuu and placed it on her ear. "That was Genesis. We're talking about Revelations here and if you're a believer, then those seals are going to be broken."

"B…But…sensei? I…I…want to get out!"

"You're not! Tomorrow, after school, Senpai's place. Come alone or else you will have more to worry about than just soiled boxers!" Nemuri hung up the phone and put it back in her pocket. "Ok, done!"

"Yep, pretty easy that one." Yuu smirked. "So while we're dealing with those fucking brats while making sure other Pro Heroines won't learn about Izuku, what about those Beacon girls?" She asked. "They'll be here in two months, no? Shouldn't we also have something for that? Because good Lord! What do they feed girls over at Remnant?I heard Huntresses can totally match us Heroines in terms of looks, but damn! Even the youngest one looks fit for a magazine cover!"

"Relax, Yuu. If everything works as intended then Izuku will be ours before they arrive." Nemuri waved her hand unconcernedly. "And if there is an unexpected delay on that front, then we'll just have to deal with them as we would with other possible obstacles. While they have model looks and the skills to kill monsters, those Beacon girls are still that: girls. They're not real women even if they pose as such, even ones such as Yang Xiao Long, Weiss Schnee, Blake Belladonna, or even 2nd years such as Coco Adel."

"Sounds good to me." Yuu shrugged with a smile.

"While the students are not a concern, there might be one possible problem with our Beacon visitors." Midnight's tone turned serious.

"Oh yeah? Who?" The blonde woman raised an eyebrow.

"Their teacher and Deputy Headmistress of Beacon Academy, Glynda Goodwitch." Nemuri replied.

"You mean that blonde uptight glorified secretary with a stick very far up her ass?" Yuu asked again incredulously. "You really think she'd be a problem? That hag looks like the type to be married to her job and professionalism, pretty much your total opposite and SFW version!" She elaborated as she crossed her arms. "I bet she has never seen a real dick like Ryuko! The cat, not the dragon."

"Oh dear, sweet Yuu, so cute and innocent." The older woman shook her head in dismissal. "That is how it might look on the surface, but trust me when I say looks can be oh so deceiving. One dominatrix can recognize another and that woman totally is"

Yuu blew a raspberry still unconvinced. "Just because she has a crop and that telekinesis Quirk-"

"Semblance, Yuu. People in Remnant have Semblances instead of Quirks." Nemuri corrected her after a sip.

"Whatever! Just because she has those, it doesn't mean that Goodwitch is a lowkey dominatrix."

"What did I just say, Yuu? Looks are deceiving." Nemuri replied adamantly on her point. "She might be a stern and strict disciplinarian, an efficient Huntress, but beneath all that is a woman that seeks naughty and unruly boys for her to 'discipline', I can see it. If there is one reason why Beacon doesn't have as many boys compared to girls, it has to be because of her. Boys must run away from her terrified. Valean boys going to other Academies in other countries and those from the rest of the planet not daring to go to Beacon out of fear from her. I know her type, she can pretend all she wants, but I know what she really is, and what she is a possible threat that I'll personally take care of if she dares meddle in my territory." She said with stern seriousness.

"Wow… The thought of being replaced as the top bitch makes you that pissed, eh?" Yuu commented with a slight smirk, earning a glare from her best friend. "Hey, just saying!" She raised her hands up defensively.

The blue-haired temptress digressed the thought. "Those Remnant broads are the least of my concern at this time. If we can get those 1-A whores in their place, then we can easily send a message to them when they arrive, especially Goodwitch!"

"Until then, slow and steady is the key, I guess," said Yuu as she stared at her friend.

"Good things come to those who wait," said Nemuri, concurring with her best friend. Earlier, she took a dart from the box. "And when that glorious day comes, trust me…" She threw the dart right in the center of Katsuki's forehead. "...I won't miss!"

"It is a bit off-centered to the right, Nemu-chan!"

"Shut up! Focus on tomorrow with Ojiro. Lord knows how many boxer shorts he'll be washing after this," replied Nemuri. "Do you think it's going too far to let him wear briefs?"

"Nemuri Kayama. You're a sadist, you're a bitch, and somewhat of a cunt, but don't be an asshole," said Yuu.


Izuku handed Mei a cup of fresh hazelnut coffee. Coffee was a better alternative to him than smoking cigarettes. In his mind, Mei was too beautiful to lose her figure at this age. She said that she only smokes when feeling really stressed, but even so, Deku was having none of that.

She offered him the milk crate so he could sit but opted to squat instead. Izuku kept the door open so he got a little warmth from the inside. Also, it was because Ochako had the keys to the suite and didn't want to get locked out since Mei accidentally left hers at a friend's dorm. Momo wasn't answering her phone and Mei didn't want to be a rude benefactee to impede or intrude. That was why she was outside mopping about without really nowhere else to go at the moment.

Yuyu borrowed a friend's car to pick up Nejire and Ochako left with her to assist. Izuku decided to stay behind and keep Mei company for the time being. They haven't spoken to each other since the incident pretty much a month ago, so he thought this would be an opportunity to catch up. Izuku promised Ochako that he wouldn't stay too long before heading back to Alliance Heights.

"Haven't had coffee like this in a while." Mei said, inhaling the pleasant fragrance. "Nicotine and energy drinks served more as a rush than homegrown caffeine." She let out a chuckle as she took a sip of the drink. He could tell on her face that she approved. "Great coffee!"

"Thanks! The secret is a bit of vanilla creamer and a pinch of sugar," replied Izuku as he took a sip. "Too much of a good thing is definitely a bad thing."

"You don't know how many times in my life I've heard that," said Mei as she took another sip. "For every nickel, I could have my own warehouse - patented and all!"

"For a sixteen year old, you're doing okay," said Izuku approvingly. "It isn't everyday a teenager can say that they have their own workshop."

"I'm blessed." Izuku could tell she wanted to say more but declined. She slouched her body against the brick wall and crossed her legs. "Midoriya, it is great seeing you by the way. I didn't think under these circumstances, but I am truly happy to see you. You look well by the way to say the least." She took another sip of her coffee. "It's the first time I see you after that whole debacle, the first time I see you as a Rabbit Faunus and look at you! You even had a stretch!" She noticed from the get go that the boy had grown significantly taller.

"Hehehe. Thanks, Hatsume-san." Izuku scratched his cheek.

"Don't mention it, friend. Still though, sorry about leaving you like that with my little experiment, but I'm glad to see you've been doing really well ever since." Mei still felt a little bad about the incident, as much as impressive it is to turn a human into an alien species, the possibility of having graver repercussions still weighted in her mind and she wouldn't know what to do with herself if something horrible happened to the emerald-haired teen because of her.

"You could say that…this body certainly has a lot of perks that came in really handy." Izuku smiled as he shrugged. "And a lot of drawbacks that made my already stressful life all the more difficult."

"I can tell, you gotta be way stronger than before. I wonder if you wouldn't mind if I take some measurements, you know, to update my framework since you're bigger now." Mei said as she got very up close to him as usual and started groping at his torso and arms to get a better feel of his increased body mass.

Izuku flinched at this as his cheeks blushed. But he didn't inwardly panic or get as stiff as he would have had before, most likely because he is used to the gadget maker's anti-personal space antics and already being in plenty of contact with plenty of girls.

However, Mei suddenly stopped and moved herself back to where she was. "Oops, sorry there! Old habits die hard, I guess." She apologized.

"Huh? What are you sorry for?" Izuku tilted his head in confusion.

"Well, you have a girlfriend now, no? You and uhh… What was her name again?" The pinkette then snapped her fingers in realization. "Oh right, Uraraka!"

"Um, yeah. We've been dating for almost a week now." Izuku nodded in confirmation. "But what does that have to do with it?"

"I guess it is no secret that I don't have the best sense of personal space, but since you and Uraraka are an item now, I'll be more mindful about it. You know, to not give any sort of wrong idea or anything like that." Mei explained with a casual smile.

"Oh, I see! Well, actually I would appreciate it if you do. Ochako is uh… a little jealous." Izuku replied. It was actually good that Hatsume wanted to be more careful when interacting with him, it will do well to the two of them and Ochako as well.

"I'll do my best! And congrats on the new girlfriend, by the way." Mei gave the boy a thumbs-up with a wink.

"Thank you." Izuku smiled back in gratitude.

"Oh and sorry for not replying to your texts for a while, I wasn't feeling very good back then." Mei apologized again, her face turning slightly down when remembering the depression she was in and torturous three weeks of house arrest.

"It's okay, Hatsume-san. I figured as much." Izuku waved it off.

"Heh. You're very kind, you know that?" Mei smiled at him.

"That's what I've been told many times." Izuku shrugged casually.

"That Uraraka is a lucky girl to have you as her boyfriend."

"Right, lucky…" Izuku glanced to the side. "More like a blessing and a curse for her to be with me at the moment…" "So… You haven't done much of anything this whole time, I assume?" He changed the topic.

"Not until a few days back that I was allowed this sweet spot right here to set up my own lab! I'm still catching up with all of my planned projects and stuff, but I've been making plenty of good time and at this rate I'll be all caught up!" Mei said proudly with a grin.

"Wait, so you haven't gone to class?" Izuku blinked in surprise. He already knew Mei had her own private place for work, but not that she was being neglectful with her classes back at the campus.

Mei blew a raspberry in response. "For what if I have my own space outside of UA's sight and meddling. Out here I don't need their validation to work on what I want! Nothing illegal though!"

"But what about your studies? Yes, you're pretty much a genius and all, but you shouldn't neglect them. Is this about having to take those extra classes to be allowed to work on Dust experimentation and Huntsmen weaponry again?" Izuku asked. He knew that the aspiring scientist is prideful so he was expecting her to be unwilling to take those and be upset at the school all together.

"Would it have made a difference?" retorted Mei. "Why should I get penalized if I haven't done anything wrong? It isn't like I destroyed a building or hurt anyone. I made a mistake and I said that I was sorry for it."

"Mistake or no mistake," said Izuku. "It was risky and that's why they did what they did. They weren't trying to hurt you but your role as the head lead was important. With your role, you can't make any mistakes."

"Power Loader and the staff can do what they want. I'm through with UA. The only reason I am going back and forth with the school is to dodge truancy, gather food rations, and get the rest of my stuff," she replied adamantly. "I'll be out of there before the end of term." Mei drained the rest of her coffee and placed the cup beside the crate. She was rocking her legs, an indication to show her aggravation and frustration. "Shit, I need a smoke. You wouldn't happen to have a lighter, would you?"

"Hatsume-san, you're one of the smartest girls at UA. Your skills and expertise exudes beyond measure. Don't throw it away because there was a minor disagreement. Pride is important, but you should know when to put it aside and admit you were wrong." Izuku replied calmly, feeling concerned that this current direction for her might be the wrong one.

She told Izuku that she was stepping into the building to light her cigarette from the stove. Izuku obliged and while watching her leave, he began noticing her deflection whenever anything involving taking classes or returning back to the Support Department.

"Dang, she's very upset. I guess it's more than just those classes, she was forced to step down as the head of the Support Department in favor of Melissa-san and no longer she's the start of her class. In her place, it's hard not to want to go back." Izuku thought to himself, feeling sympathy for his eccentric friend.

A loud sigh was heard coming from the hallway when Mei exited back into the gangway. The pinkette inhaled her cancer stick and exhaled loudly into the night sky. Flicking the ashes, she returned back to the milk crate. She took a couple of puffs before turning her sights back to Izuku. "Mei, if you don't mind me calling you that, but think this through. You are given an opportunity that thousands of students will kill for. It isn't often that you, a girl, is head of a Support Department that is filled with only men. You're a walking example of girl power and that you can be hot, sexy, and a technician. Don't allow your pride to throw that away."

"Power Loader never once checked on me. Nezu reprimanded me, making me feel ridiculous. Only time I saw Present Mic or Aizawa-sensei was via notes through students whenever they gave me assignments." She scratched her cheek. "My parents were mad at me and took away my allowance. Some from the department made fun of me and said mean things on Facebook. It hurts when someone makes you feel so lonely and at fault because of what I did to you." She lowered her gaze to the ground. "It is enough on its own that I am eccentrically atypical but to be punished to the nth degree like that wasn't cool."

"You made a mistake, Hatsume-san," interjected Izuku. "Who doesn't? It doesn't matter how it is delivered from the others but owning up to your mistakes makes you stronger. I know it doesn't feel good when you don't receive approval from others. It's tough and unnerving but as long as you get a sense of relief that you own up to that mistake, that is all that matters."

"Midoriya, I hear what you're saying but you read too many hero comics," she said sternly, a sharp contrast from earlier. "I made my apology, took the house arrest like a strong woman, and was willing to take the classes." She took a puff of her cigarette. "But, guys like you from 1-A and 1-B face trouble all of the time and you don't get handed a harsh sentence like I did."

"We're students. You, on the other hand, play a bigger role as they trust you with their life to take charge as a member of the Support Department," said Izuku. "You were the head of the department, a leader, an influencer, a person that people are going to look at you and expect the best." He stared at the fence in front of them. "Yeah, you made a mistake. We made mistakes. The difference between mine and yours is that you have a position of power."

She bit into her lip. "I said I was sorry about transforming you. You don't know how many times I've said it." She took another puff. "Not one time did I get a 'that's okay, Hatsume,' or 'mistakes happen, Hatsume.' Instead, they kicked me out as the head of the Support Department." She struck her chest. "I made that department for what it is. We barely had students that wanted to stay because of how much of a hard ass Power Loader is. I boosted their morale, created a camaraderie, and made the Support Department for what it is. And now you're going to throw me away to some foreigner with a bigger bust just because she's the daughter of a now disgraced scientist and studied at I-Island's academy? That girl is no different than me. If anything, I am God to her when it comes to technology. Thy will be done!"

"..." Izuku remained quiet. He would have expected Mei to say something like that about Melissa, but is she right? Looking at it objectively… Mei has made a lot of 'babies' and when they work, they work pretty well, but when they don't they more often than not explode. As for Melissa on the other hand, while Izuku hasn't seen much of her inventions and just tested one, so far what she has done has been amazing and worked as intended, such as the Full Gauntlet… until he broke it, but that thing worked amazingly! Yes, Melissa did mention that she wasn't exactly great at her previous academy, but in her defense, that school is incredibly demanding as expected from a school designed to raise the best scientists and the blonde girl is a very great inventor, something she got from her father.

So from the most objective perspective, he can see why Melissa was put in charge of the Support Department as she's well qualified for the position. However, he won't say to Mei that the American girl is the better of the two of them, because that would just rub salt on the injury and he would have to be a total jerk to do that.

Izuku just let the pinkette vent out her frustration and grievances, listening to her attentively and patiently.

The pinkette ran her fingers through her hair and then rested her hands on her lap. Finishing the cigarette, she flicked it away into the darkness. "Even if I take the classes, it won't mean I can get my position back. My colleagues love Melissa. Earlier tonight, the guys and I grabbed dinner and they brought that…that girl with them. I couldn't go one second without them talking about how great she is. 'Melissa-san sparks joy into the department,' or 'she is a great addition and a great substitute teacher.' or 'she is bringing more projects and inviting more members.' This girl is just sitting there, bathing into their bullshit. I recall half of the guys treating me like dirt in the beginning and making sexist and misogynistic comments about me." She spat on the ground. "And do I want to come back and be second place again? Bitch please!" She spat on the ground again. "I don't need them, I don't need that department, and I don't need UA. If Vigilantes can thrive, then why not I?" She folded her arms. "Besides, in Japan, I am already legally emancipated."

"...You sure had it rough, I'm really sorry about it." It was all he could really say to her. He knows the feeling of being looked down upon, being rejected by others and having to work harder than everyone else, but he can't exactly relate to the feeling of being pushed aside like that, or climbing so high up only to be thrown down in favor of someone else.

"Thanks, Izuku." The pinkette took off her goggles and held onto them. "Have I ever told you how I got these goggles?"

"No, you haven't! Until tonight I never saw you without them." He always assumed she made them or bought them at a steampunk fair.

"It was a gift from my dad from before I started UA High. He called it a good luck charm whenever I felt scared, insecure, or timid," she said softly. "I wasn't the typical child growing up. While girls were playing with toys, skipping rope, and playing house, I was the kid that looked under hoods of cars, disassembled televisions, and used an Easy-Bake oven to create an interdimensional time portal after watching Star Trek." She giggled. "Not gonna lie, my dad is still scraping soot and melted plastic from the floor." She leaned her head back on the wall. "I always knew what I wanted to do with my life: make cool inventions and gadgets to help the coolest of Heroes save the world and make it a better place, do my part and be like all those cool scientists that make the coolest support equipment and inventions. Going to UA was the best option to achieve my life goal."

"Wow, Hatsume-san, that's quite admirable," he said in awe.

"The Support Department to me…that is now my family. And like families, there were rough patches in the beginning. I knew I would face hell because I was the sole girl in the department. They called me names, made sexist comments, openly talked about using me as a sex object. I cried many nights in my dorm, wanting to quit and head back home. But, my daddy. My daddy told me to use the goggles whenever I feel afraid. In a way, I would be closer to him and Mom. So, whenever I put on these goggles, it was like my secret identity that no one could take away. Since then, I've felt unstoppable. I'm Hiro Hamada and the Support Department is my Big Hero 6 and then some."

"I never would have known any of that…" Izuku said, nearly lost for words. "But at least to me, the fact that you endured and thrived despite all of that, tells me how strong you are. Many others would have backed down, but you kept going forward despite the walls in front of you."

Her targetlike eyes looked onto the teen.

"It is never easy overcoming hurdles and challenges. But no one said that success was a cakewalk. If that was the case, anybody would do it," said Izuku. "I was bullied, I've been beaten up by classmates. My own best friend told me to swan dive off the roof." He struck his chest hard. "Yeah…Bakugou, Hatsume! But regardless of the fact, I never gave up because somewhere I would find my lane and that is a road that no one can snatch because it is my own." He placed his hands on his hips. "So you lost your position. There are those who wish they could say they have one. Right now, there is somebody out there doing worse than you." He pointed at the teen. "What would dropping out do? Nothing! You have your lab, which is great, but for how long? Your name is obviously not on the deed and who knows what Yaoyorozu would do. We can't count on things that aren't ours. Listen, Hatsume! I am sorry about Power Loader and the other teachers but they aren't here to pat our backs and kiss our boo-boos.

"We are prospective heroes! We're exceptionally special. They did what they had to do to press forward with the process. Life goes on, whether we accept it or not. Just like me being a Faunus, I'm dealing with it. It's the cards that have been dealt. And the same goes to you. If you want to prove to them that you can overcome them, then go to those classes. Because if they didn't care to check up on you during your house arrest, are they caring now. Excuse my language, like Mineta says, 'we are here to be pimps and not ho's!' Just because you had a setback doesn't mean you'll just lay down and give up, now more than ever you must stand up and move forward and if you trip and fall again, you stand back up again! If you have a goal then fight for it, no matter how hard or long it might be."

Mei took hold of her goggles with pride. Through the frames, she could see fainting images of her parents. She smiled as she placed them back on her head. "Thank you, Midoriya-kun!"

"Just Izuku!"

"Same. Mei!"

"I am not saying that you're going to get your position back after taking the classes, but give them a reason why they should feel they made a big mistake by taking it away in the first place," said Izuku, feeling determined and confident as he raised his fist.

"You're right!" Mei gave a tiny smile. "Thank you!"

"You're welcome," said Izuku, feeling accomplished for helping a friend. "However, not saying anything, but this place is quite a hangout pad and I wouldn't say anything if you don't."

"You gotta talk to Moes first. This is her mother's property after all and a little hideaway." She winked at the teen.

"True, true." A sweatdrop appeared on his face as he nervously laughed.

"However, I do have some leftover honey bun cake and homemade beet juice from a vegan store I visited if you want some," she said.

"I think I have room for dessert." He helped Mei up from the milk crate. "Shall we go inside?"

"Like yeah," she said in a happier tone. "Plus, you gotta make some more of that hazelnut coffee. That was good!"

While she continued talking, Izuku saw that Ochako left a message. It was getting late but he didn't want to be a rude friend. He silently asked her for forgiveness as he didn't reply to the text. Turning his phone off, he moved the brick holding the door and closed it behind him as he entered.

He has a good feeling nothing bad will happen this time, he wasn't sweating and things were SFW so far and an abrupt shift in tone, a total 180, would make things from going to wholesome to lewd in 10 seconds flat. So, it couldn't hurt to indulge a few more minutes before going back to the dorms and possibly make up for Ochako with something, right?


The dining area of Cafe Leblanc sounded livelier than earlier in the afternoon. Amamiya opted for candlelight in lieu of artificial lighting as he wanted the atmosphere to be 'sophicastedly quaint,' reminiscing the salon days of seventeenth century Paris. Light piano music filled the room along with the clinks of glasses, teacups, and plates. It was to Ryuji's suggestion to order takeout for dinner and Italian was on the menu for the evening.

Ren brought the members of his organization up to speed about Denki and Minoru's transformation. Firstly, he told the crew that he knew the boys and Hitoshi as they came to him for resources, only referring to him as Yanagi's cousin. Secondly, the gentlemen came across a bad batch of Dust that transformed them into girls. Finally, their impromptu meeting with Futaba was to make sure that she didn't suffer a reaction since they were all covered in the Dust.

Ann, Ren, Ryuji, and Futaba sat next to each other at their end of the table whereas Hitoshi, Denki and Minoru sat together across the other four. For Minoru, this was the first time being at a fancy dinner party without serving as a butler or crashing it. Etiquette was definitely an issue as he couldn't tell a steak knife from a butter knife. It didn't go without notice from the blonde teen.

"I bet he could tell a woman's size in a bra," she commented slyly to herself as she scraped butter on her garlic breadstick. Minoru's cheeks flushed in embarrassment. These weren't the first disparaging comments she had made about him since their arrival.

"Take it easy on the kid, Takamaki." It was the blond Ryuji that spoke as he poured a glass of wine. "The kid already had a rough day and the last thing he needs is a reminder of his shortcomings." He lowered his brow. "Pardon the pun!"

Minoru slouched at the chair. "Just kill me, God, quickly! Red dot to the forehead, killshot!" Denki grabbed hold of Minoru's chin to uplift him. Minoru's beady eyes saw the smiling friend and in return recomposed his position.

"Sorry the others couldn't make it to the impromptu soiree." Ren said festively as he raised his wine glass. "Yusuke, Makoto, and Haru send their warmest regards, Denki."

Minoru's face contorted when recognizing two of those names were female. Denki, on the other hand, played coy as he was digging into his fettuccine. "Kaminari, I swear to God, Buddha, Oum, and Allah if there are more things you aren't telling me." He grabbed Denki's collar and tugged it harshly. "How can a guy like you have opportunities to meet with babes?"

The electric blond pushed Minoru back to his seat. "It wasn't like that. Yanagi's cousin knew I needed some money and he paid me to wash his car. How should I know that they were coming to retrieve the car?"

"But babes?!"

"They were his secretaries, man." Denki replied with shrugged shoulders. "I thought they were adults, not teenagers."

"You could have at least told me," cried Minoru.

"I did. I'd told you that I was going to go and see Yanagi's cousin for a job, but you said you were busy tending to your own job while watching Bible Black."

It was met with stifled laughter from Futaba and Ann. Minoru slumped lower in his seat.

The electric teen then turned to Amamiya. "I must admit, Yanagi's cousin, you carry yourself well. I wouldn't have the slightest clue that you and I are the same age."

Ren chuckled as he sipped into the glass. "When you carry yourself well and keep a dapper appearance, anyone can assume one's age. The ID makes all of the difference." He winked at the teen. "And call me Ren, Denki. Yanagi's cousin is for those who aren't my friends but clients."

"Sure, Yanagi…er…Ren!"

"Boss knows how to deal with his business all throughout the main island," replied Ryuji.

"Musutafu is one of my frequent stomping grounds," said Ren. "Easy access to riverfronts and oceanfronts. Laxed ordinances in which I can orchestrate my business without being bothered about having a license." He nodded self-approvingly.

Denki was amazed by Ren's guile and charisma. At only sixteen years old, the brunet carried himself well. The electric blond has seen the cars he had driven, the women who accompanied him, and the multitudes of warehouses and storefronts that he owned. Realizing that he and Amamiya were the same age, it made him question and ponder his own purpose.

"Wow, I have to hand it to you, Amamiya," said Minoru, still amazed by the ambience. "I am surprised that you can manage getting any sleep."

"And can manage attending school, running a business, and a vigilante organization," said Ann pridefully.

"You're too kind, my dear," replied Ren confidently. "But easy with the latter. They can't know all of our affairs."

"Vigilante? As in doing your own thing without permission from any governance?" Minoru asked with curiosity. Yanagi's cousin was as secretive during his interaction with him and knowing that Yanagi's cousin was a facade of Ren Amamiya, he couldn't help but wonder more.

It was met with a slap to the back of his head from Denki. "Don't ask too many questions, man. Just be glad we aren't staring down at a barrel of a gun."

"You're gonna stop hitting me, man. I'm getting sick of this," interjected Minoru, displaying chagrin.

"Get angry as much as you want but learn how to read the mood," retorted Denki.

Ren raised his hand, trying to clear any tension between the dueling friends. "Kaminari, relax. You're trusting enough." He nodded at Ryuji. The blond emptied his glass before looking at the inquisitive Minoru. "Let's say we are an organization that looks out for the best interest of mankind. Things in which the powers that be don't really care for."

Futaba interceded. "Since Amamiya vouches for you guys and you were able to obtain Dust without getting caught, a risky move by the way, it is safe to say that you are now in the game."

Denki and Minoru stared at them blankly.

Ann chimed in. "It means that if you guys were dumb enough to get something that is still illegal on Earth, it means you guys aren't afraid to cross treacherous waters."

Ren interjected. "Thank you and I can see a wonderful dynamic between you guys and Shinsou, what we will say doesn't leave this room. Capiche?"

Denki and Minoru stared at each other before nodding in compliance.

"We are an organization whose purpose is to explore the Metaverse, a metaphysical realm consisting of the physical manifestation of humanity's subconscious desires, in order to remove malevolent intent from people and cause a change of heart within them," said Futaba.

"Case in point, you!" Ann pointed at Minoru.

"Oh, c'mon!"

"Anyway," said Futaba, wanting to get back to the topic. "Similar to Quirks, we can manifest supernatural powers, allowing us to read and see through people. In other words, a Persona. And just so you know, for normal people, we're just a group of colorful Quirkless people."

Ren produced a smile. "And that, my friends, is a bit of information that makes us the Phantom Thieves of Hearts!"

Denki nodded in compliance and Minoru continued staring blankly at Ann, which gave her stunned, insulted looks.

"So, Ren, is Yanagi actually your cousin?" Denki asked Ren.

Ren and the others comically dropped to the ground.

Amamiya produced a sweatdrop on his face. "Seriously, Kaminari?!"

"I'm sorry, I can't help it. I try to see you and Yanagi and the resemblance is nonexistent," retorted Denki. "Plus, in a world of Quirks and dealing with another with Semblances and Auras, I don't know how much I can take with Personas and Metaverses. One thing at a time, sorry!" He waved his face with his hand. "Am I having a hot flash? Is this what girls experience?"

The brunet rubbed the bridge of his temple, trying his best to give his friends the benefit of the doubt. "First cousin, once removed," answered Ren. "The pale drink of water is the curd of my mother's aunt. Nevertheless, I love the girl and if it wasn't for her, we wouldn't be having this lovely tet-o-tet, would we?" He clasped his hands. "Yet again, Shinsou didn't need Yanagi to make our acquaintance, did we?"

"..." Shinsou sat motionless.

"You haven't talked all evening. Got lost in the mind or were you searching for me," asked Ren in a flirting tone.

Hitoshi has remained entirely mute throughout their time with Ren and the others. Denki found it certainly out of character, especially coming from the bashful, roundabout teen. The purple-haired hustler barely touched her food, she was drinking more water instead of alcohol and she couldn't look Ren straightforwardly. If the electric blond could take a guess, he could only assume that she and Ren were former lovers.

"Shinsou has turned shy." Ren said with a beaming smile. "Is my lovely pussycat still cradling with the yarn ball?"

Hitoshi stammered as she knocked over the wine glass. Her face was redder than a sweet potato on a cold November evening. Denki couldn't help but smile at Hitoshi's sharp contrast of being confident and spunky.

"My chat noir is mute but I hope she doesn't mind being brief with our history to her friends and mine." Amamiya placed his elbow on the table. "I knew Hitoshi during junior high school. We were neighbors and I was her senpai. You may say that I introduced her to hustling after she got into some trouble with the law." He took hold of the nearby glass to drink. "Since then, I taught her everything I knew about the game and I must say, she is doing a great job. Mikoto looks lovely as always."

"Umm...thanks…" Hitoshi muttered softly while keeping her face on her lukewarm bacon pasta.

"Sorry, ladies and gentlemen, I can tell my lovely pussycat still remains shy, even after all of these years," said Amamiya smoothly before turning his sight back on Minoru and Denki. "You're probably wondering to yourselves about what happened to your little experiment, no?"

It was definitely the million-dollar question to Denki and Minoru. How was it effective to them and ineffective to Futaba? From their angle, she appeared well and unchanged. "A plausible explanation will suffice." Denki answered as he was struggling with the tightness of his bra. He now has since developed a new respect for women with their undergarments.

Amamiya retrieved his cell phone and placed it at the center of the table. "Although you shouldn't be alarmed by the advancement of technology here, Sophia is an artificial intelligence app that aids me and guides us whenever needed. And today, she will serve as a powerpoint to help you with what we have gathered." He snapped his fingers. "Sophia?"

"Greetings, Amamiya! Fellow Phantom Thieves." The feminine humanoid voice spoke from the cell phone. "And greetings to our guests Denki, Minoru, and Hitoshi!"

"Sophia, if you may," said Ren gently. An essence of blue light flashed from the cell phone, showcasing a 3-D view of newspaper articles, news reports, and comments through social media. Denki and Minoru were in awe, as if they were exploring a brand new world.

"A few weeks ago, Akechi, who is a detective and a personal friend of mine, brought to my attention that UA and Beacon were conducting their pilot cultural exchange program," said Ren. "According to him, it raised concern with him and his fellow colleagues due to our already strained relationship with our government and theirs."

Denki interjected. "I've thought that Remnant citizens and Earthlings have an amicable relationship. Isn't there a treaty between them?"

"Yes, of course," responded Ren. "The United Nations established an agreement with the four main kingdoms of Remnant in which ordinances, governance, and the like were cordial with each other." He took off his glasses, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Since the fifth generation of Quirks, our Japanese government independently has been establishing talks with the Four Kingdoms to create a special treaty in which we can work and exchange resources together. And after several years of work, the fruits are finally starting to bear."

"Thus initiating the pilot cultural exchange program," answered Sophia.

Futaba took off her headphones and turned her direction to Denki and the others. "Since the agreement was made with your high school and Beacon, the Schnee Dust Company worked on a deal in which they will transport Dust to the school to conduct Dust experimentation and Huntsmen weaponry. However, since the door opened, so did trouble."

"Trouble?" Minoru asked.

"One of them being Dust trafficking here on Earth. Dust is still illegal over here, but its value as a resource still applies here," said Futaba. "It's both a source of power and ammunition, but in the wrong hands, such as Villains, who know what sort of disaster they can make. Thus why its usage here is solely restricted to UA's confinements at the moment, but there will be an unexplored market to exploit here for shady businessmen who seek an easy buck from Earth. In Kingdom of Vale there were plenty of robberies to Dust stores to sell them in the black market for profit, not just over in Remnant, but here as well. If there's a demand, there's a market, and here on Earth the market is vast."

Ren reached and turned off his cell phone. "We knew the moment that treaty was made, so would the possibility of Dust trafficking. It is certainly uneasy due to the special circumstances of our universal borders." He put back on his glasses. "In the last few weeks, Akechi has sent me reports of incidents with students from the prefecture and surrounding areas." He reached into his pocket and grabbed a tiny plastic baggie and tossed it in front of Minoru and Denki.

"They call it Moondust, a new drug that combines Dust with ketamine, quaaludes, and other opiates," said Ryuji.

"When used, it affects the central nervous system," said Futaba. "Nicknames include Dusty, Barbies, Blue Soot, Grime, and Black Smut."

"Recent users who were hospitalized have described to Akechi and fellow colleagues that it is sedating and hypnotic. It gives them a great wave of euphoria, a mellow-like high that they call indescribable," said Ren. "Basically just like any other drug, but more potent and with seemingly less risk to health."

"However, when heavily abused and used in greater quantities, an overdose can lead to nervous system shutdown, coma and death," said Ryuji sternly.

"Additional effects are delirium, convulsions, hypertonia, hyperreflexia, vomiting, kidney failure, coma, and death through cardiac or respiratory arrest," retorted Ann.

"Moondust is no different than ketamine and quaaludes. The problem is that it doesn't take much to get a rush. Basically a grain of sand."

"In the beginning, it was only affecting college kids, those in the party scene, and young salarymen," said Ren. "However, the drug spread to our high school campus. In the last few weeks, we had more than 10 students hospitalized. A blessing that no one has died, thank God, but we needed to know what was occurring. To keep it under wraps, Akechi thought we needed to investigate."

It was Futaba's turn to interject. "As a personal favor, Akechi worked with scientists from private labs pinpointing the ingredients of Moondust. When seeing that the chief ingredient came from Remnant, we were fearful."

"You would understand that if word spreads out about what the Moondust is actually made of, there would be lots of tension between both worlds, correct?" Ren said with a calm and serious tone.

"Fortunately, nobody through social media chatter is connecting the dots," said Sakura. "But, only God knows how long before that dam would breach."

"It certainly didn't take quite long for me, thanks to a certain dumbass to be a person of interest with the local police and the Phantom Heart of Thieves." Ann said, staring attentively at Minoru.

The dwarf's eyes were watering. He reached and tugged Denki's collar. "We've been poisoned. I don't wanna die. I'm too pretty and haven't done things to this body yet."

The entire table comically dropped to the ground.

The blond girl got back up on the table. "You're gonna be fine, dumbass."

Ren clicked his tongue, inciting silence from the girl, in which she complied. The brunet took off his glasses. "You'll be fine, Minoru. Thanks to what I've gathered from the Dust residue on Futaba's clothes, the Dust was heavily diluted. Although it doesn't explain how you guys turned into girls."

Denki decided that it was his turn to interject. "Let's go back a few paces here." He looked at Futaba. "You're saying that you were undercover this entire time?"

"Sorry, Kaminari," she said apologetically. "Don't take this the wrong way but what you and Minoru had in your possession can land you in a world of trouble."

"The Boss knew that you guys didn't have any sinister purposes with the stuff and told Akechi to call off his dogs," said Ryuji while folding his arms.

"Nothing says sinister than to form…" Ann let out a stifled laughter. "A harem?! Seriously?!"

Before Minoru could part his mouth, Ren raised his hand, inciting further silence. "Futaba is right and 'pixie powder' definitely didn't help your case either. However, we aren't here to bemuse or belittle. The fact of the matter is somebody is disturbing Dust here in Japan and we need to be on the lookout before the media or any important entity finds out." He looked at Hitoshi. "Shinsou?!" He snapped his fingers. "Shinsou, snap out of it!"

"Yes," she shouted, still reeling in a daze.

"Knowing you, you knew how to access the Dust without getting caught," he said to Hitoshi.

The purple-haired teen nodded. "I used what I have to use without getting caught with it."

Amamiya didn't need to ponder on Hitoshi's prowess to obtain the Dust and decided to continue. "Right~!"

"So…what are we going to do from here?" asked Denki. "We can't stay girls forever. People are gonna find out. Maybe with some work I could hide it, but Minoru here is a whole other story." He gestured at the fact that his friend looks like a purple version of La Brava.

"One thing at a time, Kaminari," said Ren assuringly. "Don't forget that I am Yanagi's cousin. Have I always got you all out of a jam?"

The electric blond immediately blushed. He really had strong admiration about Amamiya, explaining why he had strong respect for the teen. "Yeah, you have!"

"Thank you!" Amamiya reached for the bottle of wine and poured another glass. "Moondust hasn't reached Musutafu yet, which means that in this prefecture, it could only be a trial run." He placed his chin on his hand. "But it doesn't answer my question about the Dust that transformed you into girls. We're going to need samples of that Dust for reassurance. Hitoshi?"

"Yeah, it wasn't hard the first time so it shouldn't be again," she said in a softer tone.

"I will speak with Niijima to see if she can convince the principal to give us a leave of absence," said Ren.

"We're setting up shop in Musutafu, Boss?" asked Ryuji.

"Undercover as the Vigilantes we are," replied Ren with an eager smile. "Whoever is doing this in our city is obviously preparing to do so in Musutafu." He stretched his arms skyward. "I think a change of scenery is nice. More reason to watch my side businesses."

"Ugh! This means we have to spend time with that over there," said Ann.

"Hey, Ann! That is my friend, Minoru," interjected Denki sternly. "You don't have to like him but you will respect him. It seems like since we will be working together, I expect you to give him what he deserves."

The blonde model was caught off guard that she was left silent. Minoru smiled, knowing Denki had defended him.

About twenty minutes later….

Ren, Futaba, Denki, Minoru, and Hitoshi were standing outside of Hitoshi's car. It was already dark and they needed to head back to school before curfew. "Here is my address in town." The brunet handed it to her. "This also has my personal number. You and the guys, no one else."

Hitoshi nodded, understanding his request.

"I will be in town in the morning," he told them. "If the Lord will, so will Ryuji, Futaba, and Ann."

"That's fine, man. Take your time setting up shop," responded Denki. "We'll be in town."

"Futaba can hack the computer system and give you guys some excuse until you both get back to normal," said Ren. "But judging by your track record, I think one of you guys might need to go "home" for safe measure." He pointed at Minoru. "I have a place near the mountains. Try your best not to be anywhere near UA or any place involving women, men too, just in case."

The dwarf nodded when he received a card from Ren containing the address of the residence.

"Kaminari, you said you can hide your new form from the others, but if you can't do so anymore, you can go to the same place with your little buddy, alright?" Ren said to the electric blond.

"Thanks." He nodded in appreciation.

"Shinsou, I need you to go to the-" Ren said before Denki interjected.

"Support Department," said Denki.

"Support Department and obtain another sample of the Dust," said Ren. "I want to be sure that it matches yours and not with the Moondust."

"On it," she answered quickly.

"Thank you guys for coming and like I always say, this meeting never took place," he responded.

"What meeting?" said Denki. "We just drove to town to have Cafe Leblanc's finest cuisine."

Amamiya smiled as he slapped Denki's back. "You were always a good man, Kaminari. I like that about you." Ren opened the door for Hitoshi to enter the car. Minoru, this time, climbed into the front passenger seat. Kaminari was getting into the back when he was approached by Futaba.

"Hey," she said with a candid smile.

"Oh! Hey," he responded back to her.

"Listen. For all that is worth, everything I've said about you being a noble steed and all, I meant it."

Denki nodded in understanding. "You were doing your job, Futaba. It's a dangerous world out here."

It was met with a nervous giggle between the two of them. Denki didn't feel too bad about learning that Futaba was acting as an undercover for an undercover vigilante organization. By now, he shouldn't be surprised by the predicament his stubby friend can put them in. Even so, it would have been nice to make an acquaintance with a cute girl, even if it was too good to be true.

"I'm looking forward to working with you when we come to town," she said gingerly. "Reminds me of Scooby-Doo and Nancy Drew novels."

"With a pinch of Law & Order, Death Note, and Enemy of the State on steroids," retorted the electric blond. "I might need to go bra shopping tomorrow."

"You'll enjoy the fairer sex soon enough," she said as she tried hiding her grin.

"As long as it doesn't encompass childbirth," he returned her rebuttal as he laughed.

The sound of the car horn interrupted their conversation. Minoru's head was hanging out of the car window. "C'mon, man! We need to be back by midnight."

"Give me a minute." He then turned his head back to Futaba, noticing that Amamiya was nowhere to be seen.

"Get going. We can speak when we get there."

"Yeah…sure!" Denki put his hand on the door before Futaba grabbed his shoulder. "Hey, ever played Animal Crossing?"

"Never had." The electric teen was caught off guard when she took off her backpack and handed it to him.

"You can now. My Switch and everything is in there. I keep a spare so we can now play together," she said excitedly.

A happy smile appeared on Denki's face as he blushed. "Thanks! That would be great! I look forward to it."

Denki was reeling in shock when the nerdy ginger took his cell phone from him. He watched her take a selfie with it and then punched something into his hand. "My cell and my email address!" She said as she presented his phone back to him. "Find me on Facebook or Instagram. My profile pic has me holding Pocky sticks in my mouth while wearing headphones and throwing up a peace sign."

Internally, the teen was ecstatic to make a new friend. "That's what's up," he said calmly. The teen needed to play it cool so he wouldn't like a spaz, although he was jolly like a schoolgirl (boy).

The sound of the car blaring its horn triggered Kaminari to make a move on.

"Later, my electric steed," she said as she waved to him.

"Later," he said as he walked back into the car. He entered the car and sat behind Minoru. As he shifted his head, he could see Futaba still standing there. Denki made a slight wave before turning his head to face the front. The car's ignition turned on and they were set in motion.

"Denki Kaminari, you are no longer allowed to read my magazines or use my laptop for any self-pleasuring," said Minoru disappointingly. "I'm thinking we're both at the bottom and as always, I'm the one that gets fucked."

"Jesus! Have you thought of reporting it to the police?" retorted Denki. "You know sexual assaults are usually from someone that you know."

"Not literally, jackass!" retorted Minoru in a harsher tone. "Is there anything coming from that book of lies, man? You had dry hump sex with Kyouka, got friendly with Yanagi's cousin's many girlfriends, got a kiss from this shy pussycat over here and who the hell knows what else you're hiding from me!" He paused, turning to the purple-haired hustler. "And speaking of shy pussycat, I have never seen you like this. I'm surprised if your panties aren't drenched." He cried as he looked skyward. "Why God? Why are you blessing these two and not me? I'm a tither. 10% of my panty quota I give to less fortunate perverts who are unable to get them. I might need to serve Buddha. His people made the Kama Sutra…." The dwarf's rant went pretty much ignored.

The electric blond dissipated into his thoughts. He couldn't help noticing how sweet scented Futaba smelled. It smelled like vanilla cupcakes. He thought of earlier when they were eating dinner, he felt that he was receiving glances from the teen. Unlike the dagger stares Minoru received from Ann, the stares were innocent and genuine. Running his fingers to his hair, he held onto her backpack tightly, smelling her natural body scent. He couldn't wait until he got back to his dorm so he could play video games with her. It was only fate itself as in less than twelve hours, he was going to have his dorm back to himself again. Tonight will be a very good one.


Judah and the Lion were playing softly in the background. Big Bang Theory was on the television with the volume on mute. Mei and Izuku were sitting on the couch, enjoying themselves as they were catching up and enjoying each other's company. With their honey bun cake on their laps and glasses of homemade beet juice filled to the brim, no one would suspect them to be nothing more than friends enjoying a quiet Wednesday night.

All Might's calls were going straight to voicemail. Instead, the emerald teen texted his mentor to apologize for not picking up his initial call. He informed him that he would call in the next hour. He concocted a lie that he was at his dorm and if he didn't hear from him, then he would see him in the morning. Knowing his mentor, he probably had another special mission at Endeavor's agency. Despite the day he had and to endure with Nejire, it was eventual, informative, and interesting to say the least.

The teen felt bad ignoring Ochako's text. Her calls or texts would have consisted of whereabouts, which is something he didn't want to deal with right now. The teen knew he was somewhat in the wrong for the treatment of his girlfriend. At the same, he grew aware of her jealous streak. Both go hand-in-hand since his affairs with the other girls ignited her jealousy. It was a complicated maze and she was at the center. Trying to find her place and instead finds him with another girl. He told himself that Ochako was his true girlfriend and the others were based on instincts of a rabbit Faunus. Be that as it may, who was he convincing: himself or to Ochako? Quite the complex and gray situation he finds himself in, one that he intends to sort out later.

A large audible sigh filled the room as he finally took a sip of the beet juice. "Man, it tastes like strawberry soda."

"Hmm…it does, sort of." Mei's lip-smacking seemed to concur Izuku's theory. "Because of its freshness, you are supposed to have them refrigerated. However, I did leave them in my friend's car earlier in the sun, so that could be the reason."

"Has a sparkling taste. Not that I mind," said Izuku as he took another sip. "If we had some sandwiches and chips, then that makes a full meal." The teen rubbed his belly, hinting that the honey bun cake might not be enough to fill his appetite.

"I can order takeout if you're hungry. My treat," she said as she picked up her cell phone. "I do owe you dinner anyhow."

"Three dinners and a complementary outfit," retorted the emerald-haired teen.

Mei snapped her fingers. "Man, I can't believe you remember that. You sure don't miss a thing, eh?"

"You weren't going to!" Izuku retorted. "No way I would forget such I.O.U. Can't have you give me the slip." A smirk appeared on his face.

Mei chuckled at this. "And here I thought I could get away with it." She played along. "If it wasn't for you meddling kids."

"Not on my watch!" Both teens then shared a short but hearty laugh.

"Well, I'll be sure to make those dinners special…for you and your lady." The goggle-wearing pinkette winked at the teen.

Izuku declined to respond as he bit into his honey bun cake. He really needed to know this restaurant's location as this was a taste-great.

"I'll talk with Power Loader tomorrow and see if the classes aren't off the table," said Mei before taking another sip of the beet juice. "Hopefully by attending those classes, I can go back and use the lab."

"I don't know." Izuku responded slyly as he slouched lower on the couch. "This place is too comfortable to leave. If anything, I'll use the lab at the Support Department like the office and treat this place like a man cave."

"A woman-cave." She interjected, flicking at his forehead. "That would be an awesome idea! There is more to you than trucks, meat, and carrots!"

"There is more to me than being a stinker." Izuku playfully waved his hand in front of his face.

"Easy, Bugs!" Mei giggled before taking another sip of the beet juice. "And…I am rinsing and lathering more often nowadays. Need to fill up the time without my babies."

Izuku laughed as he indulged in more of this tasty beverage. "Gross!"

As time passed, the duo sat in silence as they were watching syndicated programming. It was a godsend that Mei had purchased a twelve pack of homemade beet juice. The two sat there eating takeout from the nearby deli, drinking beet juice, and enjoying American animated sitcoms.

"Man, this beet juice kicks ass," shouted Mei as she allowed the beverage to rest on her palette. As she swallowed, she let out a loud sigh.

"I swear on everything that my mother loves," concurred the rabbit teen. "Katsudon, snack cakes, the box of skinny clothes she keeps in the corner of the closet with hopes she can fit them again."

Mei's face was brighter than a tomato. She felt like her head was too heavy to the point it would drag to the ground. Tingling sensations filled her body like a warm surf on the beach shore. She opted to get another drink but felt too heavy to reach for the drink. She belched loudly. "Don't say that about your mother. I bet she looks good."

"She does! I love my mother!" Izuku began belching loudly, followed by hiccuping. "I love to hug and bury myself in her squishy belly." He let out a loud chuckle. "All Might wants to have sex with my mother so badly." He turned and couldn't any longer hold his stifle laughter. "But he's not gonna get to." He fell over to his side and tucked his belly. "My dad can breathe fire. He would literally roast that Slim Jim!"

"Izuku?"

"Yeah?"

"No, why is your name Izuku?" asked Mei as she began rocking back and forth. Her tongue was feeling heavy. "Why not Ukuzi or Izumi or Mako?"

"I think it means the ninth or something, I don't know. Kanji looks like hieroglyphics to me." Izuku rocked his head back and forth. "I wish Mom would name me Mako. I would be damned to be screwed by not one, but two chicks." He belched loudly again. "Faunus please."

"Is it the 's' or is the 'c' that is silent in the word, scene?" Mei asked inquisitively.

"What?"

"What?"

Izuku blew a raspberry at the goggle-wearing teen. "Ok, ok, you're obviously drunk!" The teen began to feel his tongue getting heavy. "Where are your keys?!"

"I am not drunk!" She laughed loudly while tilting her head. "You're drunk! Give me your keys"

The emerald rabbit slapped his thigh. "Drunk?! This is just beet juice. I don't even have a license."

"That is not what Tsuyu or Mina or Ochako said," she said melodically.

"Eh?"

Hatsume took another swig of the beet juice. "You heard me. That is not what your lady or Tsu or Mina said~" She said in a teasing tone.

"What are you even talking-" Even with his mind feeling fuzzy, Deku realized what the eccentric gadget maker meant. Did the girls really tell Hatsume about his 'tysts' with them?

Izuku's hands began to tremble. He was leaning himself back from her, trying his hardest to get further away.

"Where are you going?" she purred.

Without warning, she grabbed his leg and pulled him in her direction. In no time, he was lying under her. He stood in shock as he was inches from her. Her breath loomed over him as she was hovering over him. She emitted a smile, better yet a smirk that he had never seen before. Mei had her borderline maniacal smirks before, but nothing like this.

"Hatsume?! What…what…what…Are you joking around? Is this a game?" Izuku tried to struggle against her, but his body felt weaker and sluggier than usual and thus was unable to push the girl off him.

She caressed his cheek. "How so? Was it a game when you were using your liquor license to the girls?"

Izuku swallowed nothing. A faint scent of honeydew and peach-flavored tobacco decorated her body. Her gaze was the eyes of a woman aiming at her lover. It didn't help how close they were to each other.

"Liquor license?"

She giggled before blowing into his ear. "Lick-her license," she whispered softly. Mei got herself comfortable as she pressed her body on top of Izuku. Izuku swallowed nothing again when feeling her body situating against his. Izuku felt her breasts through her tank top. Her target-like eyes focus on him with hot air from her nose blowing onto him. "It isn't a secret that you are quite the stud, my bunny rabbit." She giggled as she pressed her chin onto his chest. "Does this feel familiar to you? Remember the time you crashed and I pounced on top of you? You looked so sweet in your unconscious state." She caressed his cheek.

The emerald-haired tried to muster himself as his hormones were going into overdrive. At this point, he knew that Mei was inebriated. And how he was feeling earlier, he, too, was inebriated. He tried pinpointing the origin on how they came to be that way.

But before he could pinpoint the origin, he felt his legs spreading apart. Mei giggled and he felt her knee grinding against his dick. The touch of her knee sent a jolt through his body and the emerald teen involuntarily moaned as she continued grinding his cock. "Tee-hee! Pitching a tent, I-zu-ku?" she asked softly. Izuku didn't get a chance to rebuttal as she took her hands onto his flushed cheeks and enveloped her lips with his. He laid in shock as his tongue was entangled with her tongue. She continued kissing him until a trail of saliva bridged the pair.

She licked her tender lips slovenly, wiping it with her arm. "That was a real woman's kiss. Unlike a girl's kiss like Ochako, Tsuyu, and Mina."

The emerald-haired teen was silent because he was flushed. It mattered not to the pinkette as she continued to rub his dick through his pants. "Your hard dick understands, doesn't it?"

"Hatsume! You have no idea how exciting this is," he said solemnly. There was no denial of Mei's beauty. A round bust, curvaceous hips, a heart-shaped ass, there was no way this was coming from a steampunk tomboy, and yet here she is: body of a model hidden inside of a grease monkey. "You're smart, drop dead gorgeous. Anything a boy can desire." Once he opened his mouth, nothing but the truth came out.

Mei momentarily stared blankly at the teen, giving him a smile. He watched with trepidation as the lean teen reached for his pants, unbuckling them and lowering the zipper. She kept her eyes on him as she reached inside of his boxers. Either this woman had great hand-eye coordination or this wasn't her first rodeo, the emerald-haired teen thought to himself. The teen had a feeling it was a mix of both.

She slowly stroked his cock, sliding up and down his shaft, gently caressing his warm, rock hard cock with her warm fingers, occasionally squeezing, elicing gasps from the emerald-haired teen. "All work and no play makes me a very dull girl. To answer your question, sweetness. I don't like boys. I love men!" Mei resumed kissing him. She forced her tongue back into his mouth. She drained her saliva into his mouth, wanting him to savor her juices.

Resistance was futile as his body was caught in her rapture. His body weakened and so did his inhibitions. She broke the kiss, giving him a tiny bite on his lips. Izuku grabbed his hand and pulled her back into him for another kiss. She grabbed his shirt, pulled it over and tossed it on the floor. Mei quickly took off her tank top and then her bra, finally showcasing her large, fluffy D-cup mounds (which certainly seemed equal if not slightly larger than Momo's).

Meanwhile, the emerald-haired teen lowered his pants and his boxers, kicked his shoes to the ground before removing his bottoms as well. He turned to the door in hopes it was closed and securely locked.

Once taking off her tops, she took off her pants. She was only wearing her lacey pink panties. He admitted to himself that Mei had a sexy body. He liked how her pussy was smoothly lined against her panties. Having those lecherous thoughts confirmed his arousal. She pulled down her panties, exposing her pussy. It was very smooth, with a small prickle of hair. He looked in awe at how beautiful her pussy was.

Exposed to themselves, the pinkette and Faunus stared each other down before both wrapping their arms around each other. Izuku set his back against the couch and Mei got on top of his lap. The two proceeded to kiss once more, tasting and savoring each other's juices.

Mei returned stroking his hard shaft. She massaged his phallus, using his precum as slick lubricant to excite him, making his blood boil. Izuku moaned at the intensity of her grips. She would apply pressure to the bottom and stroked fast at the top. He knew that she was only building the tension as he climaxed, ensuring that they would be satisfied. He concluded that he wasn't Mei's first guy, not that it didn't matter. His addled mind coupled with his Faunus instincts completed him to make this Mei's best sex up to date!

Taking the pink-haired teen by surprise, Izuku suddenly pinned her down into the couch, both hand groping and kneeling her soft yet firm boobs before latching his mouth into her left nipple and sucking it like a baby, causing Mei to moan as her chest was a sensitive erogenous point for her.

She bit into her lip, feeling the pleasure as she felt her juices seeping out of her pussy. Instinctively, she began bucking her hips. She didn't stop, she wouldn't stop. She wanted to be bred, according to her primal urges. Izuku felt his dick protruding against her pussy. He, too, began bucking his hips. Grunting noises filled the room as both were no longer themselves, just a man and a woman doing what nature told them best.

Izuku bit into her tits. Hearing her moan excited him. Just the thought of him fucking her with this dick was already sending blood to his penis. Izuku couldn't think straight. He knew this was wrong, especially after that conversation he had with Ochako earlier. Even as they were making out, he could hear his phone buzzing. He knew it was her. He wanted to feel bad, something to register in his brain that this was wrong. But his rational mind was lost in the mist of lust and whatever got him drunk, giving full reign to his wild, dominating side.

"Mmm…!~ Izuku!~" Mei moaned, her pussy was dripping juices as Deku went to town with her boobs, switching from one nippled to another, sucking them like a milking cup in an attempt to be breastfed. "Izuku baby! Stick it in me! Thrust that diamond hard dick in me," she said with urgency. "Remind of what it is like to be fucked rough and silly!" She needed his big and hard Faunus dick inside her or she would go crazy at any moment now!

Izuku's mouth detached from her right tit and looked at her. "You said you love men, right? Well guess what? I'm not like other men… I'm an alpha male!" He said with a confident and lustful tone, his eyes reflecting desire and dominance. And a smirk that said that he was in charge.

Before now, Mei always thought Izuku was a cute, nerdy and skittish boy, but now all that he sees is a confident and downright sexy man, sure of himself to take charge, and damn it if it wasn't the hottest thing she has seen! If she had known sooner, she would have even dared broken house arrest without thinking twice!

The tip of Izuku's meaty carrot lined up against Mei's soaked wet entrance, rubbing it against her clirotis teasingly, making her whimper in pleasure. Mei grasped his cock with her warm hand, gently guiding it into her pussy. His dick slowly entered that sopping wet cunt and he once again involuntarily let out a moan from the sheer pleasure of his sword being sheathed into her tight cavern. He paused momentarily, surprisingly stunned by how tight her pussy was. As if her cunt was a fleshlight at maximum speed, he knew if he was an amateur, he would have easily spurted inside of her. He slowly thrusted back and forth, getting her adjusted, suppressing his inner animal just enough. He could see the tears from her eyes. And along with it, a smile.

Mei was feeling like a brand new virgin. Never did a dick ever cram inside of her womb without trying, one thing was seeing the biggest and thickest piece of man-meat she has ever seen, another one entirely was feeling it in its entirety. She was fortunate that she was on birth control or else her career as a Pro Hero technician would have been a screeching halt. She decided to take the lead and gyrate her hips. She knew the boy was holding back. She thought a little foreplay would excite the teen back into rhythm. She pushed him on his back and thrusted harshly against his pelvis. She lowered her torso back onto him and bit into his nipple. He hissed by the contact. She wasn't finished. She used her free hand to squeeze his nipples. The moans were stifled from him, letting them out no matter who heard.

In reaction, the male Faunus grabbed Mei's round ass with both hands, squeaking her cheeks. The crosshairs-eyed girl hummed in pleasure when feeling his strong hands.

"Izuku~" she cried, wanting nothing more than being filled with his thick carrot. Izuku couldn't speak, eager to grind into the depths of Mei's cavern. "She is not a virgin!" He could tell by the gyrating of the hips and quick strokes that she had experience. With that being said, Mei was his second girl besides Momo to have non-virgin sex, like he didn't have any problems with that. However, unlike the raven-haired girl, Mei knows what she is doing. Deku would have never taken his eccentric friend as someone that dabble in the sexual arts, but he doesn't mind, in fact he is pleasently surprised. The other girls he's slept with did pretty good for first timers, relying on what most likely is instinctual knowledge, but Mei here puts a little more thought into her motions, there's a certain more fitness, it is subtle but Izuku can tell.

The wonderful sensation of her pussy was becoming too much for the emerald teen. As if his dick was a geyser, an eruption was imminent. Izuku kept a steady pace as he watched her tities going up and down furiously. Both were thrusting, as if they were competing on which one was going to tire the other out. He knew what he was capable of and didn't want to exhaust her. If she only knew that one nut wasn't enough and if he could, he can turn her entire body into one sexual organ, completely leaving her with limitless orgasms until she couldn't think about anything else but sex. Be that as it may, the teen knows his limits and is aware of the limits of his partners, thus he restrains as much as possible unless he risks actually mind-breaking one. He knows he totally could if he truly let loose.

Mei jerked her head back. "Oh, no! No! No!" She cried out in pure bliss as her pussy erupted, firing out a hot stream of her juices all over his dick before splattering onto each other. Exerting her energy, she leaned onto him. Panting filled the room. The duo was drenched in sweat and the scent of sex permeated the air of the room.

"S…Sorry…that…I…came…before you!" She apologized as she was recovering her breath. It was the first time she came first. The feeling of his cock and his touch upon her skin was too much for her to hold back.

Izuku shook his head in disagreement. His hand came up to gently caress Mei's cheek. The pinkette nearly moaned at the surprisingly soft sensation of his right, scarred hand. "It's fine," he said in a calming manner. "As long as you enjoy yourself, that's fine with me. I think it would be the gentlemanly thing to do here." He smiled earnestly.

If Mei's face wasn't already red, she would have blushed. She drew circles with her fingers around his sternum. "Well, I know you aren't finished. With a sturdy dick deep inside of me and not warming me up." She made a playful pout. "That's kinda rude!" She wrapped her legs tightly around his hips. "You can keep thrusting in me until you cum." She gave a seductive glare. "I don't mind at all!"

Underneath this sultriness and seductive attitude, she was touched by how kind and gentle Izuku is. Looking back, she always enjoyed having him around, Izuku always understood her better than other people in her life, with how much of an otaku for Heroes he was not so different from her and how he wasn't deterred by her eccentric nature unlike other people that weren't mean or talked down to her. He even let her make the upgrades for his Hero costume and came to her every now and then to have it patched up if it was damaged or something. Regardless of how often her 'babies' were exploited, Izuku still came to her and she appreciated him for that as well as being her friend. The Air Force Gloves are her finest piece of work up to date and she made them just for him, and now she seeks to improve them for him.

Mei knows how dangerous it is taking the path of a Hero, many times she saw stories of Heroes who died or got permanently crippled while carrying out their duties on the field. It always made her think that if they had the right Support Equipment, then those tragedies could have been avoided. That is the real main drive behind her goal, to help those in the world, because doing so would be her way to make the world a better place.

She is aware that Izuku admires All Might and wants to be like him and she knows he has what it takes to be the next greatest Hero, which is part of the reason why she works so hard to provide him with the best Support Equipment, in her mind if, she will be helping the next greatest Hero archive his dream and the save the world, which in turn means that he is helping her archive hers. The other reason is… because she is concerned about the risks and dangers he will face in the future. She can see with her own eyes the scars he's gotten in both his right hand and especially the very nasty-looking one he's gotten on his right arm.

Mei knows his class has been subjected to a lot of encounters with Villains and how often Izuku has gotten injured, his bones either fracture or broken. The thought of Izuku getting hurt like… it pained her a lot. She probably wouldn't be able to tolerate seeing in a hospital bed after being severely wounded. While Izuku became stronger and now doesn't get wounded nearly as much, she still dreads that at any moment something horrible will happen to him that might cost him his dream… or worse, after all she knows that Izuku can't afford breaking any of his arms again thus asked for those reinforces in his outfit to better protect them and why he came up with techniques using his legs.

With all of these concerns in mind, she strives for the gadgets she makes for him to be her finest so that he would be stronger without risking his body or life on the line, and… in a sense, she is protecting him.

Yes, realizing all of this, it is no wonder why Mei had been harboring feelings for him for quite a while, only she came to understand them. And it certainly helps that Izuku is taller and buffer, she always had a thing for strong men and certainly she can appreciate the healthy balance he has with his boyish and adorable looks he has, being highlighted further by his cute bunny ears.

And it seems she's not the only one who feels way about him, considering what she has seen and heard from the girls of Class A, heck, two days ago she saw Tsuyu and Izuku fucking like animals in heat. Mei doesn't really understand what exactly is going on with all of this, but if other girls can get their day with the bunny stud, why not her? And right now she intends to enjoy every second she has with him and have him enjoy her.

Izuku ground his hips into Mei, emitting a falsetto-like moan. She was sensitive, still overcoming a previous orgasm. His quick thrusting caused him to moan, which made him blush. Overwhelming feelings of a pussy that felt like suction cups of an octopus' tentacles squeezing onto him, clearly with the aim of milking him. "Jesus, you're tight!" Izuku said to her as he grabbed hold of her back. However, their sweat was making his fingers slip, making him lose his grip.

Her pussy lips fluttering up and down his shaft, asking, if not begging to have its wall collapsed. Her pussy was tightening around his cock possessively, profusely lubricating it as if she was marking his dick as hers.

"Fuck it! I need this! Pipe me as if this is the last fuck you're gonna get," she cried to Izuku. "Slide this meaty carrot into the rabbit hole as deep as you can."

Hearing those perverse words excited the teen, accelerating his speed like a piston out of hell. The thrusting and grinding continued between the two. Sounds of moans joined together as one as they wantonly rode each other.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" The happy-go-lucky pinkette cried out as she felt the surge of a second orgasm erupting. "Deku! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum again!"

"Let's cum together," said Izuku. Both embraced each other tightly as their moans heightened, crying out to the heavens that they were at the brink.

"Yes, Deku baby! FIll me up! Fill me up! Fill me to the brim!" Mei said in a warning manner.

Izuku screamed out blissfully as his cock burst, spurting out jetlike streams of cum into her cunt. Mei pressed her breasts to his chest. He could feel her shivering as she cried out as he heard the sprinkling sounds of her juices. Her pussy contracts around his hard dick, squeezing every last drop of cum from his balls.

The pinkette once again rested her chin onto his shoulder. He did his best to accommodate her body weight. "Did it feel good?" she asked him while panting.

Izuku confirmed silently by nodding. He didn't immediately pull his dick from her pussy. Mei wouldn't let him. She squeezed tightly so that she could get everything to the last drop. She parted from his shoulder, giving him an amorous stare before they shared a kiss. Their tongues overlapped with each other. Izuku took hold of her chin, giving recognition of dominance. He tilted her neck, giving it a few pecks from puncturing her neck with his teeth.

Upon doing so, Mei's body convoluted, indicating that the sensation alone produced another orgasm. She whimpered, taking the orgasmic-like pain. She closed her eyes, basking in the moment of their beautiful sin.

Izuku then proceeds to lick off the blood from the puncture made upon Mei's neck, making her shiver in pleasure. With his Claiming Mark branded upon her, Mei is now Izuku's 5th mate.

After a minute or so, Mei felt the spurring from her lover's dick stop and his milky seed had utterly filled her sacred passage, causing it to overflow. "Oh wow…" Uttered the steampunk girl as she was recovering her breath. "That's… quite the… creampie you gave, eh? …Good thing I'm… on the pill, cause you would have… most likely knocked me up with that one." She said between pants as Izuku, too, was catching his breath. "Unless… you wanted that?"

"Eh?!" Izuku flinched comically at such an insane question.

Mei then started snickering at him. "Kidding!" She wore a mischievous grin.

"Don't joke about such things, Mei!" Izuku frowned at her as he held his chest.

Mei chuckled again. "Man, even after this, you're still the same skittish Izuku I know, but I wouldn't like you otherwise." She said to him with a sincere smile and a wink.

Izuku glanced to the side bashfully. Mei then pulled out from Deku's sex, causing more of his seed to ooze out. "And look at this: Still hard as a rock!" She said with an excited smile as she softly flicked the erect penis, Deku winced slightly."You're really quite the bunny stud, huh?"

"That's what I've been told." Izuku said in a slight timid tone as he scratched his cheek.

"Well then, since you clearly haven't got enough, how about another round? Maybe you could try filling my back entrance this time." The girl proposed with a seductive tone.

"Um. I dunno, that's a good idea, Mei. You seemed very tired and I wouldn't want you to overexert yourself for my sake." Izuku shook his head.

"Aww, how nice of you to think of me first. Always nice and considerate, that's one of the reasons I like you so much, you know? Something tells me you've been told that a lot lately." Mei smiled at him, finding both charming and endearing how caring towards others the emerald rabbit is. Her hand caressing Izuku's cheek. "But don't worry about me! Just gimme a few minutes and I'll be ready for more smexy acciton!" She said confidently. "In the meantime… for giving me the best fuck ever, I'd say you earned a reward. I could use a snack anyway." Mei said, eying Izuku's glazed meaty carrot with hunger in her eyes, licking her lips seductively.

The crosshair-eyed teen then brought her head down and got to lap all of the sperm covering Deku's crotch, diligently wiping him clean with her tongue. Izuku started to moan pleasurably when feeling Mei's tongue twirling around Deku's slab of meat, drinking every drop of his sperm as if the most delectable treat she has ever had.

After over a minute of worshiping Deku's cock with her tongue, Mei has cleaned every single bit of his creamy white essence. And with that done she procced to open her mouth and take his sex organ into her mouth all the way to three quarters. The pinkette started to bob her head, humming pleasurably as she fondled his balls with one of her hands.

Izuku threw back his head, feeling the vibrations of his dick and the soft hand on his member, causing him further pleasure, coupled with the way Mei's tongue moved around the underside of the meaty carrot inside her warm mouth.

After a few minutes of this, Mei moved her head all the way to the tip and wrapped her large tits around his dick and proceeded to move them up and down as she licked and kissed the tip of his member. "Well? They're amazing, right? My blowjobs!" She lowered her gaze to his cock, seeing the cloudy fluid seeping from its spout. "You don't know how lucky you are, don'cha, rabbit boy? I don't normally do this for anyone." She used her tongue to flick his dick. "You're so lucky that I really really like you, sweetheart~." She winked at him seductively.

What was putting this girl in heat? Her sex drive was insatiable according to Izuku. So far, it only took one turn with his previous partners and it would be enough to tap them out. Even with Tsuyu. But he can tell that Mei is on a whole different level, is it experience or her maniatic attitude translated into love making? Maybe both? All he knew was that Mei wasn't planning to end this anytime soon and deep down Deku liked that, feeling even more excited. Seductive moans filled the room as she licked and smacked and popped his dick with those pretty lips of hers.

Izuku put his right hand on her head, which told Mei that he liked it and wanted more. Mei tried relaxing her throat muscles as she felt his dick sliding past her uvula. He felt his hips thrusting instinctively, if not involuntary as her wettest muscle massaged and caressed his dick. Mei kept her eyes closed, reeling in the pleasure of pleasing him. It mattered not about her needs, especially as her pussy was sopping wet, wanting another refresher with his cock. The thought that Ochako and the others had the opportunity. Only difference with those girls was that they were virgins. She knew how to please men. Making her babies weren't the only things she had studied. She had the ability to make a male fall to their knees. She knew pressure points, areas that can make them climax without being near their cock. However, she knew that he was still a novice with sex, even if he had so many encounter in such time from what she has gather. She can assume that with his status as a rabbit Faunus, he knew he was a beast. However, she knew if he wanted to be a better lover, she felt it was her duty to teach him.

Mei kept a steady pace as she kept up with his movements. Finally, the teen was understanding how a man should ride her face. She let go of her breasts and proceeded in sucking his dick. She did as best as she could to keep herself from tiring out. After all, with his rocking his hips on her face, it can be somewhat difficult when it comes to breathing.

Izuku released his grip on her hair and leaned back to the couch. His legs spread wide as she wrapped her arms tightly around his legs. She scooted him forward. She cupped his balls with her hand, massaging them gently and continued slurping on his cock. His emerald eyes were tightly shut, feeling the boiling milk that wanted its release from his spout.

"Don't hesitate! Cum in me," she said to him. However, feeling her voice humming on his dick enticed the teen to follow through with her demand. Mei was surprised by the string of obscenities coming from his lips as he released another load into her throat. Izuku's toes curled, his legs were cramping, and he felt his stomach wanting to sink by the power of the pinkette's tongue. Other than Ochako and Tsuyu, Mei was the only teen who had performed fellatio on him. It was definitely confirmed that this steampunk chick was no amateur. The other girls were pretty good for first timers, but Mei had finesse and technique that the others didn't have.

"All of this glaze from this mighty fine carrot cake? Jesus!" A large amount of sperm covered Mei's face and dripped down on top of her breasts. Her skin soaked in white creamy fluids. She finally pulled away to sit beside him on the couch. "I really enjoyed it, De-ku~!"

Izuku felt spent, if not exhausted. He wasn't sure if he needed water, Pedialyte, or Gatorade for all that he had done. Regardless, his body demanded fluid and electrolytes. He looked around the area - the scattered path of clothing, empty coffee cups, love juices on the couch and on the floor. How long were they doing this? Judging by the darkness behind the covered window, he presumed it to be night. But could it be early in the morning? Hard to say as time flies by when feeling high on pleasure.

The pinkette staggered while using the couch for posture. She was silent as she walked in her nakedness into the kitchen. She turned on the faucet and splashed some water on her face. Izuku felt this was the perfect time to check his pocket for his phone.

"Many messages, many voicemails!" It didn't surprise Izuku at all about the worriedness of his girlfriend. Seeing the clock on his phone show a few minutes after one in the morning, he should have known that she would be sick with worry. Knowing the inevitable, he sent her a quick text saying that he and Mei were catching up and didn't realize the time. He sent some cute emojis followed by apology emojis before turning off his phone.

"I think I might need to see a chiropractor in the morning." The naked Mei arched her back in the attempts of popping her back. "I would ask Recovery Girl but I don't think she needs to see the bruises and hickies. Right, De-ku~?" She winked at him. Pointing at the black spot on her neck.

"..." It was enjoyable to say the least, but by this point, it was already after curfew. Feeling sticky with love juices and covered in sweat, he got up from the couch, gathering his clothes and was preparing to head back to the dorms. Strangely enough, even with everything that he had been through today, including what happened just now, he could still move just fine. He does feel tired and thirsty, but his body doesn't feel worn down or heavy, it has to be his enhanced stamina. Speaking of which, his dick was actually half erect. Maybe if he willed himself he could go for another round or two.

After experiencing so much sex in less than a week, Deku came to understand that having sex is all the more fulfilling that masturbating and thus it would obviously leave him more satisfied in less amount of time, unlike before when he had to jerk himself off over dozen times or so to 'blow off steam' and even then he wouldn't feel fully satisfied. Here though, he is sexual appetite is plenty satisfied after going through such intense sex with a girl that knew how to please men.

A part of him wondered what would happen if he experiences more sex. It was safe to assume that it might take more to take care of his needs, but he didn't want to think of this at the moment. Right now he must hurry and go back to the dorms, if he could sneak in then he would avoid getting into trouble, again. He could figure out how to go about the issues he got himself in in the morning, starting with buying something nice for Ochako as an apology gift, he probably have to ask his Mom for his allowance if she's in good moods or maybe All Might if he is not being a cheapskate in the morning after a good breakfast.

"Hey, Deku?"

The emerald-haired teen was putting on his t-shirt when the pinkette called out his name. "Yeah?" He could see it in her eyes, the look of uncertainty. As the ebb and flow ceased, so did the realization of what they have done.

He remained silent while putting on the rest of his clothes. Honestly, he didn't know what else to say about the matter. He and Mei had sex. She was now the fifth member of his warren. He wanted to be realistic. The last thing he wanted to say or do was to whisper sweet nothings, have an awkward, funky goodbye breakfast, and the false promises of keeping in touch. They were more acquaintances than they were friends, even if they saw each other as so. He didn't know her favorite novel or television program as if she didn't know what was his favorite pastime. Despite being in the midst of confusion, manning up was the best thing to do.

"I…I…" She was stammering. The way she was averting her eyes from him and pacing back and forth, he could tell she was hesitant, if not apprehensive, on what she wanted to say.

"Wait." The teen said interjectionally in a softer voice. "There is something we need to say." He took a deep breath, counting backwards from three until he expelled his breath. "Hatsume, no, Mei, you're a great girl. A gifted technician, if not one of the greatest. You are dedicated and passionate in what you do." He paused momentarily. He, too, began stammering. "No," he said to himself. "I won't be sprouting bullshit." He stood up and walked toward the kitchen counter. "Mei, what we did…you know we were caught in the moment." He felt a dejected sense of pride with that remark. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her feelings. "It was the heat of the moment. You got hot, I got hot, and we did what we did. I won't be a liar and say that it wasn't bad. It was great, I dare say amazing, you know how to please a man. But, I have a girlfriend, Mei. A girlfriend who is worried about me, about doing this."

Mei stood motionless. Her eyes drifted upon her naked body. Suddenly, she grabbed an apron to cover herself.

"You know and I know what we did was basically animals when they catch a scent," he said. "As much as I wanted to resist, I couldn't. I mean, damn, how could I by the way you looked and played with me? Any man would have softened up like putty." He regained his composure. "I value us…as friends! I believe we can do great things…as friends!" He felt each time he was saying those things, he imagined arrows hitting her in the chest. "Look…sorry. I think I should go."

He bowed apologetically to the pinkette as he tried to make his way out of the room. He then felt a tug to the back of his shirt. "Wait a minute, Deku. Don't go!"

Izuku turned his head to see her softened face.

"It brings me no satisfaction if I stole you away from anyone," she said matter-of-factly. "What good is a person to take something that doesn't belong to me?"

"Really?"

"Of course, silly," she said with a hint of laughter. "I was teasing you earlier about you and your liquor license because of what you did with Ochako and the other girls." She held up her hands before he could part his mouth. "I may not participate in the girls' activities but you are the talk of the group and the cock of the walk, if you know what I mean." She placed her hands on her hips. "Their ties are strong but weak at keeping secrets."

A sweatdrop popped from his forehead. "You don't say?" He nervously replied.

"Tonight was…on the whim. A dare if you say." Mei looked over at the empty bottles of beet juice. "And you can say that I had some courage to express how I feel about you, Deku!"

"Wait a minute? You mean…" Izuku's eyes widened in realization.

"Hmm-mmm! Why else would I invite you to come to the Support Department after hours alone?" She chuckled gingerly. "You do know it's against the rules to have unsupervised teens alone." "I think!"

"When? How long?" The teen pressed, wanting answers. At this point, he is fully aware that he is dense when it comes to girls pining for his heart.

"Well… I guess for a long time now, only tonight I came to better understand how I feel about you. I always liked having you around and working on 'babies' for you, but I never fully got why until now." Mei shrugged, keeping her smile.

"..." Izuku remained quiet at this. He's certainly heard something like this before, a girl telling him that deep down she felt something for him and only recently she came to understand it. It made him doubt if it was the pheromones that made girls like him or that they only further increased pre-existing feelings they have towards him? They bring out to the forefront the girls' worst aspects after all. So that would mean that the root of those feelings are genuine, from before he transformed? Sure, Recovery Girl said that whatever feelings a girl would have towards him because of the pheromones would be genuine, but to him there was more weight if these weren't born from them.

"While I'm glad that now you know how I feel, I'm when saying that I wouldn't want to steal you, that wouldn't be right and I want you to be happy and I know that Ochako makes you happy." Mei continued with an earnest smile.

"Besides, I know you and Ochako and the other girls have certainly a lot of things to sort out, and the last thing you'd want is for me to get tangled up in that whole mess. Besides, I wouldn't want to cross your girlfriend, for someone as cute and kind looking as her, when she gets angry, she gets really angry. No way I'm getting on her bad side." Mei let out that she is aware that she's on thin ice with Ochako and the others due to being the one that causes all of this and the last thing she would want is to make things any worse. Heck, she was warned to keep her distance from the emerald rabbit and the first thing she did upon seeing him again was fucking him like animals in heat! But dammit, it was so worthy that she'd do it again!

"Heh yeah…" A teardrop appeared in Deku's head as he wore a sheepish smile. "But she just gets like that with anything about, well me. And she's been through a lot during this week, so it's understandable that she would get like that!" He explained.

"Hey, in her place, any reasonable woman would, me included. So, it's all fine." Mei replied casually. "While it might be sad that I can't have you to myself, I'm content with what I had tonight. We can move forward and leave this behind as just the whims of two hormonal teeneagers."

Izuku was surprised at how calm Mei was reacting to this whole situation, being totally calm, cool and casual. Most likely because of her personality and no longer being high. Still, Mei was being a lot more mature about this than his previous mates, ironic considering that she tends to be highly irresponsible with her 'babies'.

"I will speak with Ochako, I don't want to hide anything from her. That is if I can speak with her." He nervously rubbed the back of his head. "Seems like every time I try speaking to her, something or someone drives a wedge between us."

The pinkette pondered on that thought momentarily. She leaned against the counter. "I know this is none of my business but do you think that the reason things go the way they are is because you don't assert yourself?"

"Huh?" The emerald-haired teen's rabbit ears slumped.

"Izuku, you're adorable and modest, total boyfriend material that any sane girl would fight for, but at the same time, you are timid and meek." Mei was smiling this time. She sat on the counter. "I can only imagine that the girls got a hold of you and maybe, just maybe you applied pressure when forced. I mean, anyone is dangerous when they are desperate."

He scratched under his chin tenderly. "I wouldn't…say…" His dropped head confirmed Mei's suspicions.

"I'm not saying there is nothing wrong with a girl having control every now and again. It hypes the kink. However, if these girls know that you don't have control, then they are going to use that to their advantage." She pointed at him. "I know you aren't the type that abuses and misuses women. However, you need to toughen up if you want to survive. You're an Alpha Faunus, own up to it and act the part! Villains are crazy but so are women. Hell has no fury. Remember that, Deku!"

The way she described him to a fault momentarily took him back to the days of junior high. An unforgettable experience he has yet to accept. Mei wasn't lying about the girls' actions. Every girl had dominated him in some way, enticing him to become aggressive when forced.

"You're an unknown Alpha Faunus, Izuku! Be in charge of that God-given authority or else someone will use it against you. These girls have you because they are fond of you," she said. "We can't say the same for Villains, especially female Villains. If they caught you the same way the girls do, then you are their personal pet. And I am not sure if they are quite sincere like the girls."

"So you're saying that I must be forceful?"

"Holy Esdeath, no! C'mon, man! You're the guy that has notebooks after notebooks of All Might and who knows how many other Heroes and their Quirks" Mei crossed her legs. "Just like me and my babies, Mineta's love for pornography, and Kyouka's obsession of being a rockstar, you have to study and practice."

"Study and practice?!"

"Most women love a man that can take charge," she explained. "Others will use you at their disposal until you have exhausted their uses and that's the last thing that should ever happen."

His jaw slackened. Mei wasn't far from the truth. Girls like Mina grabbed him from behind and fondled him at her disposal, not to mention she outright said that she wanted to make him her slave, granted she was really high and unhinged at that moment, but the point still stands. Tsuyu seductively forced herself onto him at the shed and there, too, he was deemed vulnerable.

"I know you, Deku! As you focus on one's Quirk, people study you," she said adamantly. "Being a Hero isn't being one-dimensional. You must be on your toes at all times." She hopped from the counter and approached the teen. "Or you may realize that…"She tilted his chin and wiped the remnants of their love juice from it. "...something that is easily missed." She put it into her mouth.

"You're right," he replied in a defeatining tone. He knows that he is weak when it comes to girls and must work to rectify that.

"Hey, I didn't want you to get defensive, sweetie. You're sweet on girls and that's okay," she said assuringly. "For all it is worth, you're quite a charming fella. Way better than the creeps I used to date."

"I am a respectful kid. My mom would kill me if I force myself onto a girl."

"I didn't imply non-consent. I am saying to play the game."

"And that is?" He inquired.

"Channeling your energy: as Deku and as the Faunus!" Mei hopped back on the counter, crossing her legs. "Girls know you, Izuku, as Deku: sensitive, timid, shy, and friendly. And there is another part of you, the unknown Alpha Faunus: a beast, rowdy, untamed, sexually aggressive, domineering and unproven."

"Unproven?"

"The girls know that if they can trigger you, then they can trigger the beast," she said. "You have yet to master yourself and the beast. You and it are one and the same. Once you have control of both, then you can have control over the girls."

"I am a bit confused." Izuku crossed his arms.

"And rightfully so," she pointed at him cheerfully. "You're now embarking on uncharted waters. Me, Ochako, Tsuyu, Mina, and God knows who else are now marked." She crossed her arms. "I am not a biologist, but knowing them, they are craving more of you." She inhaled sharply. "You have a musk that makes knees buckle and legs shake, and from what I know that can get a girl's drive going."

He swallowed the lump in his throat. "How do you know so much about this? About me?"

"I'm a girl, duh! You're an easy read and it's adorable." She raised her finger. "But, I would get a grip on that if I were you."

For a moment, Izuku feared that Mei might have learned the deeper truth of his condition as an Unknown Alpha Faunus, but luckily it seemed to not be the case. And in all honesty, Deku is quite a simple person, yes he does have secrets like anyone else and had a harsh upbringing and lack of normal social interaction of people of his age until coming to UA, but the emerald teen doesn't have many hidden layers or complex aspects of his personality. So obviously he would be easy to read by anyone observant enough, for the most part what people see of Izuku is what they get.

"But… would it be a bad thing if Mei did know the full truth? I mean, I was thinking of explaining the girls anyways so, maybe I should tell her now that she's got this much involved." Izuku contemplated explaining the full situation to Mei, since she seems so willing to help him out, it might be a good idea. If anything, having her aware of what is actually going on might make things better even if she might not be of significant help with his physiology.

But before he could respond, Mei continued speaking. "My point is that while you're sweet, adorable and caring, you're also pretty easy and submissive for girls to get their way with you until pushed too far. You must learn to stand your ground, set limits, be more assertive and be less afraid to talk back, that way you should be able to resolve your issues with the other girls." She said matter-of-factly.

"I know all that and you're right, it's just…"

"I get it, Deku. You've always been a nice boy, meek and shy when it comes to not only girls but people in general, I can tell. You got much better recently, but you still have some ways ahead of you. Of course it would be difficult for you to do this as that has been your way to be for a long time, I presume, it feels like going against your nature."

"You're really describing me to a tee." Izuku rubbed the back of his head.

"I just said you were easy to read, right? And if you've forgotten, I'm quite observant, not just with building stuff and mechanisms, you know?" Mei smiled as she pointed to her crosshair-like eyes.

"Mei is really more than just the crazy grease-monkey girl that makes things explode. I guess you never stop getting to know someone else" Izuku kept being surprised at how much layered the pinkette was.

"But you need to keep this in mind, Deku. Being more assertive is not equal to being rude or a jerk, you don't have to change who you are at the core. It just means that you know when to say no or be firm about a decision. You're a future Pro Hero that's been in real situations and you certainly must have the capability to be assertive when facing real bad guys even if you're scared." Mei continued on.

Izuku gave it a thought for a moment and he did stand his ground against real Villains even if he was afraid either for his life or for others. Besides, he came to learn to talk back to Kacchan and flinch a lot less when he shouts at him, another proof that he can stand his ground and be assertive when he wants to. "Again you're right, but it is not the same standing up to a Villain than to a girl that wants to get into my pants." He replied as he shook his head.

"No, but my point still stands: you have what it takes, you just need to learn how to put it into practice, in a healthy way, of course. As I said, study and practice. Those are the keys!" Mei raised a finger up, still wearing a smile.

"I suppose, but how? How should I even study and practice on how to tame this beast side of me and learn to be more assertive with girls?" Izuku asked, more to himself. Mei was right that the main solution to his current predicaments is to both learn to control his inner beast, his Faunus instinct, and have more of a backbone against girls, learn to say no to them and set them limits. But he just doesn't know how to do that.

"It isn't an overnight skill, man," she said truthfully. "Mastering our assertiveness is no different than mastering our Quirks. Look at it this way, if you were able to have the great All Might as your mentor." She paused, displaying a smile. "That speaks for itself!"

"I suppose," he answered, feeling half-convinced. "Still feels like a catch-22 situation to me."

"You're flustered and confused." She took one of the remaining beet juice bottles and sniffed it. She was repulsed by the not-so-familiar scent. However, she didn't have the heart to tell him that the drinks were fermented, which could explain how and why she was able to easily seduce the boy. "And you will figure out that balance." She hopped from the counter again. "Just not tonight. Let me get dressed and let me call an Uber to drop us in front of the school then I'll walk you back to the dorms."

"You're actually staying the night at school?"

"Might as well. Need to talk with Power Loader in the morning, do I?"

"Yes! Yes, you do!" He was pleased, glad that Mei swallowed her pride and was going to take the classes.

Mei rushed and got dressed. Meanwhile, Izuku waited at the door so he and Mei could leave together. Even if he yet again ended up in yet another sexual shenanigan, this time things would end up better, and things seem to be going the right direction now. He thought that it might be a good idea to gather all of the girls, Mei included, tomorrow and explain his situation and hope that they would understand, a good first step in sorting out this whole mess. He would do so after explaining everything and apologizing to Ochako, again, and making sure she won't behead Mei, obviously.

The emerald-haired Fanus took the brief time alone to reflect on this recent experience. It was a little funny how he ended up sleeping with the gadget-maker girl, as his mother implied in her last visit. "If Mom ever finds out about this, Ochako won't be the only thing Mei would have to worry about." Considering that his dear mother didn't see Hatsume in a positive light prior, he wouldn't be far-fetched with this line of thinking. "Anyways, I hope she never finds out about ANY of this, who knows what she would do to All Might, or the girls, or me if she does, and I'm certainly not eager to find , no one must find out about this whole mess like my friends or All Might, but Mom in particular mustn't."

"If you want, I can offer you some tips over dessert." Mei addressed him as she put on her tank top. "As a woman, I can't give you the key to getting us." She raised her finger. "But, little subtle hints."

"I'll do anything," he answered softly. He grabbed the doorknob. "What All Might can't cover, I wouldn't mind tips on solving this dilemma."

"Don't treat Algebra like it's Calculus!"

"Calculus? More like Alchemy!"

She ruffled his hair with her fingers. "Make time to see me. I can show you a thing or two. And relax, we will be in the public eye." She clicked her tongue. "You're lucky our country has issues with PDA."

The emerald-haired teen held the door for Mei to come out first. The duo walked the hallway before approaching the door. He let Mei out of the door first.

"You called the Uber?" asked Izuku.

"Yeah! Should be here any minute." Mei said as she walked forward into the alley. She pulled out her cell phone to see the driver's whereabouts in relation to them.

"Ok then. Hey, I wonder if we have time to stop by the-"

…!

Izuku felt a strong force of a hand wrapping around his mouth. Not backing down from the sudden ambush, he tried fighting back. However, the captor pulled a cloth onto his nose. It didn't take a genius to know the pungent odor was chloroform. The captor remained silent as they pulled him back into the building, closing the door and locking it.

"Ok, Deku! The Uber driver is only five minutes-" Mei turned to see Izuku gone. She inspected the area and saw that the door was closed. She didn't think anything of it, believing that he may have left something or wanted to go to the restroom. She walked to the door and turned the knob, only to find it to be locked. She knocked. "Deku! Open up! Deku!? Hello!?" She grabbed the knob, noticing that it wouldn't budge. She wasn't alarmed, knowing that the door locks from the inside. Remembering that she had a key to get inside, she went into her pocket. "Shoot! Left them on the counter."

Looking upstairs and seeing that the lights were on, she assumed that Momo was still there. She didn't want to bother her, but she needed a way to get in. She walked down the alleyway toward the front of the building. Hopefully, Momo would let her in.

If only the vice president would pick up her phone.


For the first time in his life, Ojiro was a nervous wreck. It was good enough that his peers have labeled him as the school snitch. It was good enough that he had to take the ass-whoopings by Hanta. It was another thing that he was blackmailed by his teacher and his senpai.

He jerked his head whenever he heard a ping. It didn't matter whether it was next door or downstairs, he was on edge. Every other hour, Midnight and Mount Lady sent messages to his phone, ensuring that he was arriving. On top of his desk was his gym bag. However, there was one article of clothing that wasn't his and if he got caught with it, then not only would his reputation be tarnished, Class Pervert would also be added to his resume. And he wasn't sure if he could handle living with that tag.

Regret filled his mind. He should have never gotten involved with his classmates when they were prying on Ochako and Izuku's date. He should have never attended Katsuki's party. He knew, the tailed teen knew that those dancers were the ladies he called his benefactors. Throughout the time they were dancing in the night, the sounds of laughter and revelry, EDM blasting in the stereo, and clunks and pops of open liquor, he felt them staring at him. Whether he was going to the bathroom, sitting outside to take a break from the noise, and the ill attempt of a drunken college girl wooing him before she vomited it on his lap, they were staring at him. They knew that he was going to be a weak link, or in this sense, useful to them.

He couldn't go home. They know where he lived. Even if he wanted to drop out, a bad mark would follow him to his next school. Worst of all, he didn't want Hagakure to think the worst of him. Even if his love for her was unrequited, he still didn't wish ill feelings about him from her. He couldn't help himself to be observant. He was an aspiring martial arts sensei, so observing was necessary. It was unfortunate that he failed the very thing that could make him a sensei, thus having the woes in his heart.

It was more woes as he knew that his crush loved another. He wasn't a fool. He could see the 'look' in her 'eyes' whenever the name Deku was discussed. Mashirao wasn't a hater and admired Izuku's handsomeness. As long as Tooru was happy, then all was well, despite it not being him. It hurts him to see the growing distance between the invisible moe and himself and how things would have been different if he did something way earlier, but now that possibility is gone and he knows he might never get it back. Nevertheless, Tooru means a lot to him more than his own happiness, he's man enough to let her go if that is what is right for her and her desires

Tomorrow's mission to see them was changed. The women wanted to see him immediately after curfew. Inside the gym bag contained the supplies and materials the girls wanted to have with him when he arrived. They made it abundantly clear to keep his mouth shut and if he cooperated, then they would make it worth his while. There wasn't anything he wanted from them. They were attractive, seductive, and titillating, but that didn't move the tailed teen. For his own sake, this mission with Kayama-sensei and Takeyama-senpai was for Tooru. He felt angry that they targeted his crush and used him as a catalyst for their personal gains. What were their benefits remained a mystery to the teen.

This whole situation has shown him how weak of spirit he truly is. Mashirao was self-aware enough to know he was one of the most prudent students besides Iida as well as always being submissive towards figures of authority. His parents have instilled in him the virtue of respecting and obeying those superior to him, when he would ever get into trouble, he would straight admit his fault and rarely if ever tried to lie out of a situation.

Of course not everyone would understand this and rightfully so as this innate sense of respect might be seen as him lacking a backbone or a will to stand up to others, which is not that much far off from the truth. A school bully? Sure he can stand his ground against them or anyone from his class he deems are in the wrong. His parents or teachers? It's very difficult for him and in the end nervousness would break him, he can even get swayed by too much social pressure.

Even Iida knows when to make a stand towards figures of authorities when he feels they are wrong and knows when to resort to omitting the truth or lying if it's for the best of his classmates, as it's his responsibility as the Class President. And while usually opting to avoid problems, Iida would know when to intervene, something that Mashirao can't say he would do.

If the tailed teen would have learned to be a bit more like the engine teen, he might not get into this mess. Yes, he's not the only one that can get in this situation and that if not him any of the others would have crumbled that fateful night and be in this same predicament. But he still felt like he intentionally backstab his friends and classmates by narcing on them and he's still doing so, especially to his dear invisible crush. He felt like a worthless piece of dirt, a disgrace for a Pro Hero prospect, but he can't go back now, it's too late…

Ojiro just would like to know how Midnight and Mount Lady got one of Tooru's panties and his gym bag. But then again, Midnight is a teacher here, so she could have easily procured them. Getting rid of any incriminatory evidence of him committing petty theft on a female student would be pointless as the Pro Heroines got a photo of him and his bag with the panties when he found them, clearly a trap to force him into this 'pact' and with just one text his life would be officially over.

Grabbing his supplies, he holsted the gym bag around his back and headed for the door. Stepping outside, he opted for the stairs as a bit of borrowed time wouldn't hurt. The walk to Senpai's apartment was far. Most faculty, staff, and fellow Pro Heroes lived within walking distance of the school. As a precaution, he was told to dress in black. Borrowing some clothes from Nirengeki, he knew that no one would identify him via security cameras if they were to ask questions.

It took the teen a few minutes to make his way downstairs. It was getting close to curfew. As he approached the common area, he could hear girlish laughter. Thanks to his observant nature, those sounds weren't his classmates. Last time he remembered, Tooru and the girls left campus so it was safe to say that those sounds were coming from the 1-B girls.

A little weird for these girls to be here in Class 1-A's dorm, however he wasn't in the mood to speak, like it mattered as he didn't associate himself with them often (with exceptions at school festivals and hero events). Putting on his hoodie, he covered himself so they wouldn't notice or ask anything from him. As he approached the common area, he quickly brisked past the girls before he felt it was safe enough that he was out of sight. Feeling the certainty he passed them, he let out a sigh of relief. A sigh of relief for now as he knew he will feel the exhaustion brewing in the next set of hours. He silently prayed for forgiveness for what he was doing to the girls of his class, Tooru in particular, whatever sort of bad karma coming his way, he'll be waiting for it as Mashirao feels he deserves it.

"So, Kendou!" It was Tokage that spoke while laying on the couch eating a bag of popcorn. "Why are we at Class 1-A's dorm?"

Itsuka was sitting on the couch adjacent to Setsuna. She was getting her toenails painted by Pony. "They have satellite. Aoyama and Yaoyorozu pitched in to pay for it, so they have a bunch of channels." The red-haired girl asked her fellow class president for permission to use their common room for a few hours, which he accepted under the condition to leave everything tidy when they were done. Anyways the boys of their classroom were playing video games in their common room.

The green-haired jokester nodded, not going to complain with that kind of luxury. "If that is the case." She looked at Yui as she sat silently beside Kendou with a cup of tea in her hand. "Oi, Kodai, turn it to Girls, will ya?!"

Pony was feeling giddy. "Gossip Girl?!"

"No," retorted Setsuna. "Girls on HBO! It's kinda like Gossip Girl but with more tits."

As Yui obliged and grabbed the remote, she felt her hand swatted by her green-vined classmate. "The devil is a liar. No way are we going to watch that kind of filth."

"Oh, Jesus!" replied the jokester teen.

"How dare you say the Lord's name in vain!" barked Ibara.

"C'mon, Ave Maria! Not tonight please." Setsuna sat up.

The green-vined teen closed her Bible and crossed her arms. "Even if I condone this filth, it is against regulations to watch adult-oriented shows on school grounds. Particularly in the common area." She then turned her head to Yui. "Don't you dare change to that filth or else Aizawa-sensei would be here quicker than the Rapture." She then glared at Setsuna. "Make a choice!"

Itsuka took the remote from Yui. "Fine, Ave Maria." She stuck out her tongue as she pressed the buttons to the TV guide. "Let's see! Oh! Cowboy Bebop is airing the episode when Spike and the gang accidentally eat psychedelic mushrooms!"

As if a bat flew out of the pits of hell, mushroom girl Kinoko sat attentively in front of the television screen. "You have my attention, Shroom!"

Ibara checked her tongue. "Meh! Violation! Encourages us to use and abuse drugs. Next show!"

"It's an anime," retorted Setsuna. "It's fiction!"

"And so is hentai," interjected Ibara. "And we have people like Mineta as a reminder for that. Next show!"

There wasn't really much that could be said. Tenya granted permission to use their television including having Ibara there to oversee what they were watching.

Kinoko and Setsuna groaned in unison. "C'mon, Ibara-chan! Can you loosen up a little?" Said the mushroom girl.

"Did they loosen up Jesus as they beat him, paraded him to the cross with humiliation?" Ibara said matter-of-factly.

Itsuka was deadpanned. "Fine, another show!" The redhead scrolled through the channel guide. "Hmm! Nightmare on Elm Street is having a movie marathon."

The mysterious teen floated to the center of the television screen, situating herself next to Kinoko. "The darkness is listening," she said, murmuring.

"Demonic and in poor taste," replied Ibara flatly. "Plus I am not a fan of Robert Englund anyway. Next show!"

"Fine! The Samurai!"

"White savior complex!"

"Get Out?"

"Critical race theory!"

"Luca?"

"Homoerotic undertones~!"

"Oh c'mon, that's not true!" Pony argued.

"Yeah!" Kinoko agreed.

"Okay, what about The Legend of Korra?"

The entire group looked onto Itsuka with a resounding roar. "Hell no!"

"This has to be the closest thing to having a real life equivalent of toxic Twitter mobs mixed with Flanders energy." Yui said nonchalantly as she took another sip of tea. Reiko nodded in agreement.

"Hey!" Ibara took offense with that comment.

"Okay, spill it out, Ibara!" Setsuna stood up upset. "You're been bitchier than usual, which always means something is upsetting you so dish it out!" It's not the first time the vine-haired teen has been acting like this and each and every time it was because something was upsetting her.

"I have to agree with Tokage, Ibara. If there's something wrong, just tell us." Itsuka said in a more level-headed manner. She turned off the TV. "The sooner we resolve this, the sooner we can all enjoy a nice TV night between friends." As class president, she is used to acting as a mediator of tiny altercations between her classmates… as well as karate chopping them if nothing else works, mostly that only was the case with Monoma.

Ibara took a deep breath and sighed. "Fine." She conceived. "My problem is with Izuku Midoriya." She said with a stern face.

There was a brief silence in the room as the other girls looked at Ibara as if she had two heads. "You have a problem with Midoriya? The same shy and nerdy boy that wouldn't hurt a fly unless it was a Villain? That Midoriya?" Setsuna asked incredulously. "You're not making sense, girl."

Pony nodded in agreement. "Why would you have a problem with Midoriya-kun? He has barely interacted with us, even less did anything bad to you or anyone else from our class." She and the others didn't understand why Shiozaki would have an issue with Midoriya, it would make more sense coming from Monoma, but not from the vine girl.

"It's not with him per se, it's what he became." Ibara replied.

"Ohh, I see now. You just dislike that he became a Faunus. Why am I not surprised that you'd be racist? I always knew you were a hypocrite." Setsuna said flatly.

"Heavens, no! How dare you accuse me of such a thing!? I've never shown prejudice towards anyone based on race, orientation, country, faith or even if they're from Remnant! Especially in the world we live in!" The vine teen replied indignantly and heavily offended.

"That's exactly what a hypocrite would say!" The lizard girl interjected. "Makes sense for Mrs. Red State!" She crossed her arms. "What's next? Marry a rich, conservative Texan, buy a ranch, and sport hats to make America great again while hunting for illegals?!"

"Now you two, settle down!" Itsuka said in an authoritative tone. It's pretty routine at this point for these two to argue, essentially the same as to how Ashido and Jiro tend to argue based on what Yaoyorozu has told her on occasion. Setsuna huffed to the side in response. "Ibara, can you please elaborate on what is the problem with Midoriya-kun?" She asked her vine-haired friend.

Ibara nodded appreciatively. "My problem is not with Midoriya-kun as a person nor him becoming a Faunus." She glared at Tokage at that last part, who stuck out her tongue and pulled down her lower eyelid in response. "The problem is that ever since his transformation, his class has been acting more and more in unacceptable manners and getting into troubles they shouldn't get into. Or haven't you noticed that things took a turn for the worse with them as of late?" She elaborated.

There was a moment of silence as the rest of the girls thought about what Shiozaki said.

"Hmm… Well, you do have a point there. While Class 1-A had got into troubles in the past, it was all real situations against Villains, something they could not control, but lately they've been acting out differently, they got into troubles they would never have before. Damage of school propety, breaking curfew, sexual miscondut, all in the same week." Itsuka pointed out.

"Exactly! They suddenly have been behaving like a bunch of ignoramuses, inappropriate and disgraceful coming from future Pro Heroes, which is obviously not normal."

"So are you suggesting that Midoriya is somehow responsible?" Yui asked as she put down her cup of tea.

"Not directly. Obviously Midoriya-kun means no harm to anyone and it's plain to see that he is a pure and honest soul. But think about it, isn't there a reason why he is sometimes referred to as the 'Problem Child'? You see, he's always been present everytime his class was involved in some sort of trouble, the USJ Incident, the Hosu Incident, the Raid at the summer camp, the Yakuza Raid. See where I'm getting at? I believe that one way or another, he attracts trouble to himself and other people, clearly something he cannot control." Ibara recounted every instance that Midoriya was present in which Villains were involved. "And recently it has gotten worse. Why did all of Class 1-A get in trouble days ago? Because they all left to eavesdrop on Midoriya's date with Uraraka!"

"Okay that's fair, but do you seriously believe that it's because of Midoriya's transformation that his 'trouble magnetism' got worse?" While Itsuka and the others saw merit in Ibara's line of thinking, they were still skeptical.

"I do, Itsuka." The vine-haired girl nodded firmly. "It must have been his fate given by God for Midoriya to have all of these encounters with real Villains and by extension his friends and classmates. However, his transformation into a Faunus must have changed something to make his class behave differently, clearly something transforming into an alien species is not natural."

"I can't argue that, it's pretty much unheard of for something like that to happen. And there seems a correlation between Midoriya's change and how Class 1-A has changed recently, maybe you're onto something." Itsuka replied.

"So what? Are you gonna say that because he transformed into a Faunus that somehow caused him to be cursed by God or one of Remnant's gods for meddling with things that don't belong in this world?" Setsuna asked incredulously.

"As someone that's into occultism and gothic things, even I would find that ridiculous." The ghost-themed teen agreed.

"Oh please, give me a break, girls. While I'm a woman of faith and that certainly would be the religious interpretation of the situation, I'm not foolish enough to truly believe that is the reason." Ibara deadpanned at her. "No, I believe there is a logical and scientific explanation behind this."

"Oh? So do you accept science?" Tokage arched an eyebrow.

"You should know that I'm doing pretty well in science class! While I believe in God, we believers are open-minded and we accept everything that is an irrefutable fact. After all, it is God that made man. And it is through man that science is made," she answered pridefully.

Sweat drops surrounded the tiny circle along with the sound of crickets.

Itsuka then cleared her throat and called the attention of her friends. "Anyways, girls! I think that we can't argue with what Ibara is saying. If you really think about it, it's all one way or another connected to Midoriya, it can't be a coincidence. We all saw how things started to change with Class 1-A in the last few weeks, in particular the girls, they are the ones that changed the most as of late." She said to the rest of her friends.

"Hmm… I guess you're right, the girls have been off lately, very off." Pony agreed.

"Shroom." Kinoko nodded in agreement.

"Yes, there definitely is something wrong with them. Their collective auras have been progressively getting darker and denser as time went on." said Reiko.

"And they apparently were the ones that destroyed three dorm rooms by 'accident'." Yui added. "You would know better, right, Itsuka? You're friends with Yaoyorozu, after all." She turned to her best friend.

"Actually, I don't know that much. I really haven't talked with Yaoyorozu too much about what's been going on with her and her friends, I didn't want to meddle. But I did text her a few days ago because I was worried about all of them getting grounded, I know for a fact that she would never get into that sort of situation, however she just responded that I shouldn't worry and I didn't press for more." The redhead girl replied.

Setsuna sighed. "I think it's pretty obvious what's up with them all." The other girls turned to her. "All of them got the hots for Midoriya and started going at each other's throats!" She said matter-of-factly. "We all noticed how they've been looking at him ever since his change into a bunny boy, and how other girls at school turned to look at him when passing by. Heck! We ourselves often turn to look at him during lunch."

The other girls got quiet at that last statement.

"It's just that he looked kinda cute…" Pony said bashfully, pushing her index fingers together, a small blush appeared on her cheeks.

"Hey, there's nothing wrong watching a cute boy passing by, no need to be ashamed!" The lizard girl patted the blonde's back. "But my point is that because those girls are so close to Midoriya on a daily basis, they all must have gotten into him, started to have a dispute with each other and trashing their dorms in the process, simple as that. We all know how girls can get when competing for prime boyfriend material." She explained. "If he was in our class, the same thing could have probably happened to us. And let's be frank here, without offending our friends, except Monoma obviously, in our class there isn't much boyfriend material,"

"I guess you have a point, Tokage. It would explain why a few days ago there seemed to be animosity towards Uraraka." Itsuka pointed out, all of them noticed how the rest of the girls were glaring daggers, axes and bombs at Uraraka, who sat away from them. "It must have been because she and Midoriya got together. However, everything seemed to have calmed down with them, we all saw them hanging out together during lunch today. I even took the chance to speak to Yaoyorozu to check up on her and she said that everything was fine now. So whatever sort of problem they all had, they must have talked it out." She added.

"See? It was all simply your usual mix of teenage hormones and stupidity, and they all sort it out. So there's nothing to worry about!" Setsuna smirked victoriously.

"While I agree with you and Itsuka, I still believe that there's more to this than just girls fighting over a cute boy and making up after the fact." Ibara replied. "I think that whatever is going on with Midoriya-kun hasn't really stopped and might probably get even worse. I can feel that there's something else at play here that we're not aware of, girls. And I'm worried about what could happen to him, his friends and classmates, it could even affect our class if this keeps up. We have to do something." She said with genuine concern in her expression.

"Okay, and what is your solution for this 'problem'? Lock Midoriya up to see if weird things stop happening? Throw holy water over him and pray to God to stop it?" Setsuna questioned sneeringly

"Don't joke about this, Tokage! This could be serious!" The vine-girl frowned at her.

"Shroom, but even so. Is there anything that we could do?" Kinoko questioned.

"If you want to be completely honest," replied Yui, grabbing her cup of tea again. "Is this any of our business?"

It wasn't often the silent beauty spoken so whenever she did speak, it was quite arbitrary.

"We saw what happened to 1-A, right? So why put our foot in the door if you know what I mean?" she said matter-of-factly. "Curiosity kills the cat and I sure as heck do not want to run up and down the track carrying pails of sand. Aizawa-sensei wasn't afraid to make them an example, so what makes us non-exempt?"

"I mean, you're right, Kodai. This is not our problem if it is one and probably shouldn't butt in to avoid problems. But aren't you at least a little curious about the mysteries of 1-A and Izuku's transformation?" asked Setsuna.

"Why should it matter?" retorted Yui as she arched an eyebrow. "Midoriya isn't our classmate so therefore it isn't any of our business."

"What if their shenanigans spread onto us?" asked Pony. "As if we get wherever the girls get?"

"Like cooties?" The lizard girl blew a raspberry. "C'mon, that is juvenile, even for you, Tsunotori! Yeah, we could probably compete for cute boys, but not to wreck rooms like a hurricane!"

"The point is why bother if it doesn't have to deal with us?" Yui offered her rebuttal to the girls. "Some doors aren't meant to be open. Midoriya and the others are one of them."

"But it could happen! Who's to say that whatever madness is going on won't spread to us or other students? All the more reason we should intervene before it gets out of hand!" Ibara rebutted. "Foolishness can spread like a virus, after all!"

"Alright alright, everybody, settle down!" Itsuka said sternly and the other girls quieted down and glanced at her. "Since this clearly something that worries Ibara and that there might be more about this than we don't know, we're gonna do this: we'll keep an eye on Midoriya-kun and Class 1-A from now on, if this get any worse we'll intervene and help out, we might be from different classes, but we're all students here at UA and as future Pro Heroines, it's our duty to help anyone in need. But if nothing happens, then we'll drop this all together. Do you all agree?" She suggested it to her friends.

"I wholeheartedly agree with that course of action, Itsuka. Thank you!" Ibara nodded. Pony and Kinoko also nodded.

"Sounds good to me, this might be interesting." Setsuna smirked.

"I'm also very curious about this myself, I wonder how the collective auras of the girls are now. Something tells me that whatever darkness warps them, hasn't diminished in the slightest, regardless if internal strife has ceased. I want to see if Midoriya is really somehow the source of this." The white-haired girl said.

Yui sighed. "Fine. But don't come to me crying if we're suddenly caught in the middle of a mess." She said flatly.

"Trust me, Yui. This is just a precaution, helping out our fellow students if they need help. Best case scenario everything is fine and we worry over nothing." Itsuka said to her best friend with a smile.

"Whatever you, Itsuka." Yui concluded as she took a sip from her drink. "This better be just as Itsuka says and it's a waste of time. I can't afford getting my permanent record tainted, unlike Yaoyorozu."

"Okay since we're all on the same page, what would be the plan if there IS a problem? What would we do?" Setsuna asked Itsuka.

"Hmm… That's a good question. First and foremost, we should try to get information of what exactly is going on here, we'll need the full context, but presents another problem, none of the girls might talk about what's happening and I have the feeling most of the boys are not even in the know of what's up. If the teachers know something, they won't tell other students." Itsuka replied as she cupped her chin.

"And going straight to the man of the hour will be a no dice. He would be closed off and dodge the question if any of us tried to ask him." Setsuna added.

"So, how are you going to find out what's going on?" Pony asked.

"Oh, I know!" Kinoko raised her hand up with a smile. "There's a certain somebody that knows everything about everyone here, shroom!"

"Oh no! No way! We're NOT dealing with that hussy!" Ibara denied adamantly as she immediately knew who the mushroom girl was talking about.

"Heh, you sounded just like a granny there." The grenette snickered.

"I don't care! Dealing with such a sinful woman would be like dealing with the Devil, we cannot do that!"

"I agree, if you're dragging me into this, I would rather not deal with such filthy and classless people like her." Yui said plainly.

"I don't see any of you contributing with any better ideas." Reiko rebutted.

"Yeah, do you have any better ideas, Ibara-chan? We're listening!" Kinoko pouted.

"..." The vine-haired girl opened her mouth, but immediately closed it as she didn't know what to respond with.

"Look, I get that Shinsou-chan is not exactly the best person-" Pony was cut off by Yui.

"Shinsou is a hustler and a whore, a person like her shouldn't even be allowed to be standing here. Her mere presence is a mockery and defilement of our school and all it stands for. Monoma and Bakugou are bad, but at least they have some redeeming qualities. You'd be hard-pressed to find something resembling that in Shinsou."' The brunette said with a noticeable small frown. She always had intolerance for people she deems as filthy low-lives, fitting for a prim and proper high class girl like her.

"Oh c'mon, Yui, Don't be mean! We even know her personally, who's to say that all stuff people say about her are just rumors, tall tales and hearsays?" Pony replied.

"You don't see her deny any of it. Quite the opposite in fact."

"Exactly! I wholeheartedly agree with Kodai, here! Shinsou is a woman of sin that doesn't show any sort of remorse towards her sinful way of living, and she has the nerve to proclaim she wants to join the Hero Course?! What an utter insult to the concept of Pro Heroes! If she really wants to be a Hero then she must give up her lifestyle, change her ways and repent for her wrongdoing! Repent, I say!" Ibara went on a tangent.

"Whoa, whoa! Chill, Ave Maria, chill!" Setsuna told her. "Jeez! Shinsou really gets under your skin, doesn't she?"

Ibara then took a deep breath to calm down. "I'm sorry, girls. Just like Kodai, I have little tolerance for such detritus people and I sometimes get carried away. My point is, I refuse to deal in any sort of way with someone like Shinsou." She apologized.

Itsuka sighed. "Look, I'm not happy about the prospect of having to deal with someone as Shinsou, but we might have no other choice. We might as well have no other means to get to the bottom of all of this deal with Class 1-A and as Kinoko said, Shinsou knows everything about anyone and anything that happens here thanks to her Quirk, and she will tell us what we need to know for the right price."

"A devilish Quirk she has, fitting for such a hussy…" Ibara mumbled under her breath.

"Hey if you don't want to deal with her, it's fine, you don't have to! Me and Kinoko can deal with her by ourselves, right bud?" Setsuna said with a smirk.

"Shroom shroom!" The mushroom girl replied happily before doing a high-five with her best friend.

"Hmph. If you're really going to deal with that whore, don't think about asking me for my money." Yui said.

"Relax, I got that covered." Tokage waved her hand unconcernedly.

"Very well, Setsuna and Kinoko will get the information. Once we know what is going on with Midoriya-kun and his class, we'll watch out in case things get any worse and in the case they do we'll intervene, we'll try to talk to them and if that doesn't work out we'll go to the teachers for help, sound good?" Itsuka proposed a plan. The other girls nodded in agreement. Then it's settled."

"Welp, now that we've taken care of that problem, can we please go back to watch TV without a certain somebody's spoil sport, canceling ass getting in the way?" Setsuna glared at Ibara.

The vine teen sighed. "Fine! Just please don't turn up the volume too high." She conceded.

"Heck yeah! Girls here I go!" The lizard girl cheered as she swiped the remote from the table and turned on the TV before flopping back into the couch.

Itsuka sighed tiredly "I love my friends, but it's a headache dealing with them sometimes…" She thought to herself as she shook her head.


"What on Earth am I gonna do with you?" Izuku, by now, should not be surprised by the antics his admirers would pull to get his attention. He remained standing by the kitchenette, pacing back and forth as he could Nejire sitting motionlessly on the couch. From his position, she looked like a troubled kid facing scolding by an angry parent.

Unbeknownst to Mei, Izuku detected a familiar scent coming from his peripheral the moment he and the pinkette stepped out into the gangway. By now, he knew the formula of the girls' desperation to acquire him. There was a certain key element that stood out of place while engaging in sex with Mei - her keys! When they stepped back into the building the first time, he remembered her placing the keys on the counter before she gave him the fermented beet juice and honey bun cake. After the duo had sex, he watched Mei go to the sink to rinse her face. Shortly thereafter, he came into the kitchenette and noticed the keys were missing.

He knew Mei didn't have them because he would have heard them. While standing, he detected a familiar scent he caught a whiff of during the time in Endeavor's agency. Nejire was in the building! Questions relished in his mind: how did she come back expeditiously without being noticed? Did she use her Quirk to escape UA? Did she even return to the school? Did she do something to Haya and Ochako? He wants to hope not, but wouldn't be surprised if that was the case. Did she witness what he and Mei have done? The latter part of the question was obvious. How else did she retrieve the keys without being spotted?

While deducing his theory about Nejire's return while standing outside with Mei, he detected her presence in hindsight. Mei was too invested in her cell phone to notice, providing him with ample timing to use his Quirk without alerting the steampunk teen. From one's perspective, it would appear that Izuku inhaled the chloroform. However, when Nejire placed the chloroform near his face, he quickly ducked and she was hit in the face with her own cloth, chloroforming herself.

The Faunus dragged Nejire back to the office and laid her on the couch. The chloroform itself was diluted, so he knew she would be unconscious, but only for a short while. During that time, he returned outside and let Mei inside. He told her to cancel the Uber as he needed time to figure things out.

"Wow!" The pinkette whistled loudly while standing next to Izuku. "At least when you drank that beet juice, I was trying to get you relaxed and ineb…I mean, damn Nejire-senpai! I didn't think you would stoop this low. This is certainly out of character!"

Izuku declined responding. In his heart, the teen knew that Mei was a little suspicious after giving him that fermented beet juice. He believed that it wasn't intentional, but suspected that as they were drinking, she neither discouraged or refrain from it. Rubbing the bridge of his nose, displaying his tiredness and frustration, he was at the end of his rope as this was another girl attempting to subdue him - twice in one night! The fifth in one week!

"I just don't know what to do." Izuku said, unsure if it was to himself or to the girls. At least drugging him was a more subtle approach than his previous lover's tactics. Be that as it may, he had enough. "Senpai…" He wanted to be angry, give her something to show his disdain and severity of the matter. Each girl was upping the ante and if he didn't do anything to stop this, then they were never going to stop.

"I think we just need to call Nezu." Mei suggested. "With her being part of the Big 3, she could land herself in a world of trouble."

Izuku knew Mei was bluffing. No way would the pot have the nerve to narc on the kettle. Nejire's watery eyes and pouty lips indicated her sorrow. But he wasn't moved as this could be another ploy. The girl was crafty to make fallible men fall weak to their knees. No matter how cute she portrays herself, she is much capable of doing dirt to get what she wants, the pheromones in her system have a knack to bring out the worst in a girl.

"Sorry!" Nejire hung her head low. Her hands were clasped in a praying position. Even she knew her actions were far enough to warrant a call to Nezu.

He wanted to give the teen mercy but would that change anything? With the exception of Ochako and Momo, these girls made their way to make a move on him. They enticed him, either by force or willingness to submit. Feeling uneasy, he needed to put his foot down at some point. "Am I worth that much to do that to me, Senpai?" He asked honestly. "Never in my wildest dreams would I think you…you out of all people would resort to this." He continued with a calm, yet clearly disappointed tone.

"Agreed!" Mei replied, concurring with him.

"Shut up!" Nejire barked at the pinkette, crossing her arms and sticking out her tongue childishly. "You're the last person to talk! No way did that juice taste like soda pop!"

"You were watching the entire time?!" Mei asked, blushing and at the same time, felt violated.

"Seducing him with those big boobies of yours," she said harshly. "As if you're the only one with those!" She pushed out her own chest to puncture her point. "You're a mean, greasy cheater who used funky drinks to get to him!" She accused her.

"Well, at least I didn't try to chloroform Deku to get him like a deranged yandere." Mei rebutted nonchalantly, checking her nails unconcernedly.

"I'm way cuter, hotter and funnier than you!" the cyan-haired girl barked angrily.

"Hadou please," interjected the pinkette. "As many people that you have wooed over the years, it's not my fault that you played possum!"

"Deku's mine! I've touched him so I got him first." Nejire stuck out her tongue.

"Where are we? In kindergarten?" Mei scoffed before blowing a raspberry. "Oh, well! No takesy-backsies!" The pinkette stuck out her tongue approvingly.

"You freakin' bimbo! I smother him with love. You would give him a heart attack with those obstructions," she barked at the pinkette.

"I don't see Deku complaining." Mei responded with a smirk. "He was sucking on my tits as if he was begging me to be his Mama!"

"Take that back, Grease Monkey!"

"That's a compliment, considering how his monkey hid in the confines of my jungle." Mei shuddered. "He was safe and warm, getting me all fuzzy inside. Which reminds me, should I take a pill, Auntie Nejire?!"

"Do you want to be waterboarded, bitch?"

"Letting that mouth run again," retorted Mei. "If you walk it like you talk it, you may lose weight." She smirked. "Seeing some love handles there, you've been eating too many sweets lately, haven't you?. Makes a perfect side-gina!"

"Maybe I will lose some weight." Nejire balled her hand into a fist. "After I make you pee blood!"

"Blue!"

"Pink!"

"Quite the shocker you'd be a crazy chick with a boyfriend complex. Then again you might as well be like a certain blue-haired fangirl from a certain video game!"

"Did you just call me Sky!?"

"I dunno, why don't you go and shift to the Danganronpa dimension! Maybe you could manifest some interesting guys there!"

"Ooh, I'll show you a manifest, you bimbo slut!"

"Blue!"

"Pink!"

"Both of you stop! No fighting!" Izuku got in the middle of them with a stern frown. He watched the back and forth between the girls, sighing tiredly as he was pinching the bridge on his nose.

It was a little amusing seeing Mei being totally unaffected by being insulted as the usual peppy and cheerful Nejire was all riled up. Then again, considering what he knows of both of them it makes sense that Mei would be thick skinned and Nejire would have never gotten into something like this until now.

"I have had it! I can't take this anymore," responded Izuku upsettingly, rightfully so. "I am not an item. This isn't a bidding war. And I am not some pig who just eats anyone's slop." He raised his fist. "I am a human being…sort of! And I can't take this standing down. I can't be victimless if…if…if I don't do anything to stop this."

Mei and Nejire stared at the teen with anticipation. He had enough. Izuku was sick of it. He was tired of the same results with the girls that landed them in a world of trouble. It was time to make a stand. This cowardice and meekness needed to end.

"Ochako is my main girl. There is no discussion or debate," he said solemnly. "However, there is Tsuyu, Mina, Momo, and now Mei added to this. As much as I tried resisting, nothing changed. The medication, the urges, the primal urges that reins in my veins, I can't…I can't…I can't fight this feeling anymore."

Mei and Nejire's eyes widened when the emerald-haired teen took off his shirt, showcasing his abs and pecs. "If this is what it is meant to be, then why fight it?"

"Deku…no, you don't…" Nejire felt the guilt clotting her veins. Excited within her loins but guilt nonetheless.

"Izuku!" Mei mustered to him. "I know what I said may have gotten to you but I didn't mean it like that, man!"

It went in one ear and out of the other. One can't fight something if it was meant to be.

"From now on, you guys better get along with each other. You better get along with Ochako. That girl has suffered enough and believe it or not, you have to accept that. She knows that I can't help myself. I am an unknown Alpha Faunus. It is in my DNA to breed. And it seems to me that one girl isn't enough, deep down I had that feeling, but I didn't want to accept it. In the last couple of weeks, I saw the consequences when fighting against nature. It turned you girls berserk, like crazy yanderes. Fighting over me isn't worth destroying friendships, destroying property, and losing yourself in the process."

"Kouhai!" Nejire blurted out. "I-I-I am sorry. I don't know what else to say."

Mei felt a chill when she heard those words. As if he had skipped a few chapters on his sudden progression to manhood. She concluded that it could be the adrenaline or his hormones that were making him think this way. She was an expert with machinery but biology wasn't her strong suit, people even less so.

He lowered his pants and then his boxer shorts, showcasing his dick. "Before we go forward with this, I have just one request."

Mei parted her mouth. "Yeah…sure!"

"If this is the way it is, then why not have a little fun with this." He pointed at the girls. "Take each other's clothes off."

Nejire's face turned beet red, as if she was a blushing bride on her wedding night. She pointed at her chest. "Me? Her?"

For the very first time, he could understand Kaminari or Mineta when tapping into hidden desires. It wasn't that he didn't view them pervertedly, he was still a man. A man with desires. A man with fantasies that has been kept to himself…until now.

"To be truthful, I have always envisioned it with Ochako and Momo. I had very vivid dreams of it from time to time. In the end, it is always a sloppy mess on my hands and sheets." The teen said admittedly. He perched a tiny grin. "I'm a kid with a good heart…with a wicked center. Red-blooded with thoughts, dreams, and desires."

The pinkette gripped her tank top tightly. "Wow, Izuku! I didn't think you thought that way."

"It's funny what comes to mind when you put together the built-up and repressed hormones of a teenager with a quick, meticulously detailed and highly imaginative thought process like mine. The results are very clear and through sexual fantasies and hyperrealistic wet dreams." He shrugged casually.

"Didn't you say that I am more than trucks and meat and carrots?" Izuku retorted. "You said that I should own up to being an Alpha, and that's what I intend to do. In nature, alpha males have more than one female mate, isn't that right? It's because of the simple fact that females would seek the best possible mate and that would be the alpha male among all other possible candidates. It's not a coincidence, it's by design, the best is the one whom females choose. That's true to some extent to us people, with everything that's happened you can't deny it.

Did you know that it's actually acceptable in Faunus culture for a man to have more than one woman? In ancient times that's been the way of things in old Faunus tribes not so different from the animal species they are based off, so much so it's still a thing nowadays, not to the degree to be commonplace, but neither is it that rare. It's a fact that Faunus men have a higher libido than a human one, more so depending on the race, more often than not you'd see Horses, Rabbits or Lions be the ones with more than one girlfriend or wife. So it's true with any Alpha Faunus, more so if one of these happened to be one of those three species.

I might be an unknown, unique case, but I'm still an Alpha Rabbit. Faunus men before me accepted this fact and so did their female mates, Faunus or human, and with how I am now, it was foolish of me to assume that just because I sprout rabbit ears and a tail that nothing else would be different, but they are. I have animal instincts that I've yet to learn to control, needs that drive me and I'm a teenager with high rates of hormonal activities. In hindsight, this was bound to happen and a part of me deep down felt as much and won't deny it any longer. It's clear that this is what fate has in store for me, so I'll stop running from it and embrace it instead. If other Faunus men have the right to have more than one mate, why not me? Why should it be different just because I am an Earthling? I say no, it shouldn't- it doesn't be any different! I'm still a Faunus despite everything else, my rights aren't any less valid than those of others, to hell what other people might think!"

Both girls were stunned by both the brief exposition of Faunus culture and history and how sure and confident of himself Izuku was about this decision.

"If that is the case, Deku, then I guess we must show you how to attract your attention." The pinkette replied amorously. She turned to face Nejire. She extended her hand and cupped Nejire's chin, rubbing it affectionately. "Say, Senpai! Why not have a little girlish fun to please our cinnamon roll? A little lesbian play?!"

"N-no…!" Nejire got away from Mei. "I don't wanna! Not with this greasy bimbo! I would take Yuyu, Ryukyu, heck, even Tsuyu or Ochako! Anyone but her!" Nejire pouted at Izuku. Stomping down her foot in frustration as she pointed at the gadget maker teen.

Izuku shrugged calmly. "If you don't play nice with Mei here, then no Deku for you. The exit is that way." He gestured at the door.

The moe flinched in response, she fidgeted on the spot between Mei and Izuku. "Ooh fine! But I'm doing it just for you!" She grumbled in defeat as she crossed her arms. "And you, don't think anything funny about this! You're still a mean cheater!" She turned to Mei.

"Now now, Senpai, play nice or no Dicku for you~" The pinkette smirked teasingly. Nejire just pouted angrily in response, and just like Ochako, she looked rather adorable like that.

"Huh… That was easier than I thought. Had I known this sooner, I would have rung in the girls before things went too far." Izuku blinked twice in surprised at how easy it was to make Nejire fold with the treat of not getting her fill, like a child not getting treats or not being permitted to watch TV after doing homework, something that his own mother did to make sure he finished all his homework when he was still a child. If all it took was to be firm, yet calm and tease them of the prospect of not getting a piece of him, Izuku could have prevented things from getting bad with the girls without a problem, yet another sign that this how the rightful course of nature was supposed to go and that this is the right way. "Oh well. Better late than never, I guess."

The cyan-haired teen pressed her body against the pinkette. She then turned to Deku. "I'm only doing this because I want that reward." Nejire closed her eyes and pressed her lips against Mei's lips. Mei was caught off guard the moment she felt Nejire's tongue entered hers. Mei gave in and basked into the pleasure of swapping their saliva. The kiss itself wasn't innocent as Nejire portrayed herself. It served more like a tease that was hot, fiery, and demanding. Mei slid her hand onto Nejire's ass, cupping it tightly. Nejire squirmed as she felt her hand rubbing her ass in a circular motion. Nejire ran her fingers through Mei's hair, motioning herself to enjoy this moment and what they were doing was completely natural. It helped pretending that she was kissing Izuku instead!

Mei broke the kiss, leaving a bridge of saliva between each other. She then clasped her hands on Nejire's cheek. The flushed, ahegao faced teen was a huge contrast from earlier. Mei took that moment to cup one of Nejire's breasts. She squirmed as she felt her grip. She hissed loudly, which incited laughter from the pinkette. She took off her top before tossing it to the ground.

It was no surprise to the pinkette how luscious Nejire's D-cup breasts were. She took off her bra and tossed it to the side. "To be girlish fun, you are sort of making me bi, just a little." Mei commented. She didn't have the heart to say that her pussy was getting wet by this moment. She placed her mouth around her breasts. She had her hand on one and her mouth on the other. Nejire jerked her head back when Mei tugged her nipples with her fingers. Seeing her moan only excited the pinkette.

Mei broke away from Nejire's titties and began kissing her neck. Nejire felt her rough tongue against her neck. Admittedly, Mei knew all of the right spots to excite a woman; and since she wasn't used to this coupled with getting turned on by Izuku's nakedness, she couldn't help how pleasurable it was. It became obvious when she felt the dampness in her panties. It must be true that it takes a woman to know how to please a woman, according to Nejire.

Deku witnessed this girl-on-girl display with increased hunger as he found it hotter than he thought. His dick twitched in excitement. "Mind if I join?" Izuku asked Nejire as he came behind her. He touched her shoulder firmly. Nejire shuddered and her juices were seeping out of her panties, dribbling on her leg. She could feel his long and thick member rubbing round, heart-shaped ass. The cyan-haired flinched, causing her to grind her legs. The warmth, the hunger coming from her pussy. Feeling moist as she was double-teamed by Mei and Izuku.

"Your juices are just flowing freely," replied Mei in a haughty laughter. The pinkette spread her fingers to massage Nejire's pussy. Nejire harked to the heavens while she kept massaging her special place through her panties. Meanwhile, Izuku was sucking her neck through his teeth, forming hickies. He took advantage of the opportunity and grabbed her succulent breasts, massaging and tugging her areolas without reprieve.

"Something tells me that you are relaxed," said Mei. "Who knew the slightest touch of your sopping wet pussy could make the Big 3 member fold." She took hold of Nejire's panties and lowered them to the group. Upon doing so, she felt the heat stemming from her pleasure center. She proceeded to use her tongue to spread Nejire's pussy lips. The musk of womanhood entered her nose.

"My Dio, Deku! She's hot to trot!" She looked at Nejire. "Really excited about Izuku, aren't you?!"

"Rightfully so," replied Izuku, displaying a cheeky grin. "Before I hit her from the back, I think I need a little lubricant in the front, if you don't mind, Mei!" Izuku cupped Nejire's ass and strutted his dick against her ass. Nejire groaned in pleasure, caught off guard when he placed his dick underneath her pussy. Nejire moaned as Izuku's member thrust in and out between her clenched thighs, right below her dreaching lower lips, a thighjob is a way of calling it.

Mei, who was still in crouching in front of Nejire, decided to not be pushed aside and proceeded to keep licking the cyan-haired teen's sex while also running her tongue on Izuku's meaty carrot, now drenched in the moe's love juices. "Yes, more, more. Right there. Make me feel good," purred Nejire. Mei didn't mind thrusting her tongue into Nejire's cavern, ingesting the juices while interchangeably sucking on Izuku's hardened cock. Combined, it tasted like a tangy and ripe fruit, or something citric. The bubbly technician wrapped her arms tightly around the moe's legs.

Mei removed her mouth from his dick, making a loud popping sound in the process. "Delicious yummy," she said. The way his dick was riding between her greasy thighs and seeing the cloudy precum, she knew that he was getting close. "Your veins are quite angry," she informed the horny bunny. "Can't waste any drops, can we?" She wiped the grease with her arm before extending it to Nejire's cavern.

"C'mon, Nejire, don't be afraid," said Mei teasingly as she looked onto Izuku. "C'mon! Come in! Make Nejire-senpai into a sloppy mess!" Mei seemed more eager than Nejire and Izuku themselves. "This is a sight! Seeing my Deku fuck our senpai and I get a front row seat!"

Izuku stopped kissing and nibbling at Nejire's neck before responding "Well… If Nejire agrees to it…" He then tugged on her nipples, causing the moe to screech in pleasure.

"Ngh! Yes, I want it, I need it!" she cried in a begging manner. "Put it inside me, please!"

"Then it'll be my pleasure~!" He purred into his senpai's ear and she shivered in response. Izuku then took one of Nejire's soft thighs and raised her leg straight upwards. Nejire didn't resist, her senses were overloaded with such a newfound pleasurable experience and let her utterly dripping pussy be put in such a vulnerable angle. "Good thing you're so flexible, Senpai!~" He praised her.

Nejire's breath hitched when the emerald teen positioned his dick to better enter her sex. "T-this is it…! I'll lose my virginity… It'll be claimed by the boy I love!~" Her arousal and excitement increases as the moment of her maiden voyage is nigh!

"You ready, Nejire?" Izuku whispered gently in her ears.

"Yes, Izuku, yes~ Do it, my love, make me a woman, your woman!~" Nejire smiled excitedly in return. She lowered herself onto him. Izuku grunted when his dick entered her hole. He kept himself straightened in posture, forcing himself to tear inside her warm and tight cavern. He wanted to take it easy on her. He wasn't even sure if the teen even masturbated before. He gritted his teeth and held onto the teen when finally putting his entire shaft into her pussy.

Nejire bit her lower lip hard as she felt what little she had of a hymen left being torn away and warm fluids seeped out and into Izuku's member, which stretched her insides as they adjusted to his size.

"Fwaah! Ahh!" Nejire couldn't muster to speak when feeling his rod inside her tender pussy. Izuku noticed how her pussy tightened around his cock, creating pressure. He also noticed that her flesh tightened up meant that she, too, was beginning to enjoy it. It didn't take a genius to know it was her blood. Her pussy was very tight, tighter than his previous girls and yet it sucked in every last inch.

"I feel lightheaded, like I am becoming numb," responded Nejire. She wasn't sure if she was speaking to him, Mei, or to herself. Putting in her own efforts, she gyrated her hips in an up-and-down motion. She would slowly come up and then pound down fast and hard onto his dick. The bunny raised her leg backward, keeping a grip as he drove his dick deeper into her. He grabbed her ass with his other hand, squeezing it firmly thrusting up, pushing his dick into her as deep as he could.

Meanwhile, the steampunk teen grew jealous. It was only a little while ago that her pussy had a taste of that immaculate carrot. However, she didn't mind waiting for seconds. Mei squatted under the couple. "A lovely view," she giggled when looking at the teens. "Permission to tinker with these 'babies?'"

Izuku eyed Nejire. Seeing her looking like a blushing bride on her honeymoon would make anyone melt. Adorable, nubile, and unfamiliar with the prowess of sexuality. She lowered her head, staring at the eager Mei. She swallowed a lump in her throat. "Permission…granted!"

Mei extended her hand, placing it onto his balls. Holding it, treating it like a mandarin orange, she cradled it and brushed it gently. Izuku hummed pleased as he felt her soft and feminine hands as he kept thrusting into the shockwave girl. Nejire threw her head back, moaning deliriously as she felt Deku's delicious dick breached her cervix and into the back of her womb! Mei relished in the moment while watching her senpai squirm. Juices leaking profusely out of her pussy with tiny remnants sprinkling Mei's cheeks. Letting go of Izuku's balls, she placed her tongue onto Nejire's bean.

Nejire jerked her head forward when feeling her wettest muscle playing with her special place. Izuku distracted Nejire by teasing her titties, flicking and kneading her nipples like dough. He enjoyed the shockwave teen's state of confusion, unknowing which sensation to concentrate on. Mei nibbled on her clit, using her hand to fondle Nejire's pussy lips. Each time she did so, she felt Izuku's dick hardened. She felt pleased to know they were enjoying this. She closed her eyes and bathed in the pleasure, wanting nothing more to hear the cries of her senpai. The technician's arousal was through the roof, her pussy was leaking clear juices and she couldn't help herself to insert the fingers of her free hand into her slit, getting off to the scene of her lover taking a new mate for himself.

Nejire knew something was brewing from her special center. Her brain spiraled like a drained swimming pool as she couldn't compete with the sensation of her pussy and breasts fondled. She wanted to collapse but knew she was supported by Deku. "Hatsume! Izuku!" Nejire harked. "God, God, God! So big! Kimochi! Please! This is too much! Too much…!~" Nejire's were starting to roll backwards. She was losing her mind, if it were to get any more intense, it might even break!

"Lower your inhibitions," informed Izuku. "Just ride that dick for me, okay?" Hearing and seeing Nejire in such a disarray state excited him. He didn't really realize the magnitude of seeing his senpai being deflowered by both sexes. It was interesting to say the least, he thought to himself. He continued ramming up into her wet cavern, feeling her pussy pull and massage his dick, helping it push into her womb. "Enjoy the feeling of my dick inside of you, Nejire? Enjoy me messing you up and wanting to cream your snatch?" The eventual lustful, demanding side of him emerged onto the surface. The beast within that wanted to come out and make these women his, intentionally breeding and marking them as his own.

Izuku watched and felt her body gradually soften, letting go of any resistance, or lack thereof. That alone heightened Mei's excitement as she licked between Nejire's bean and Izuku's veiny cock. Denying her own pleasure sated the steampunk teen as her goal was always tending to her 'babies' than to herself. The shockwave teen couldn't help but gulp when feeling a surge swelling within her stomach. An unfamiliar sensation, to say the least.

"Something…" Nejire couldn't help but mutter as she felt his penis and Mei's tongue. She was squirming, caught between a rock and a hard place. As if the emerald rabbit felt Nejire's signals, he slowly withdrew his penis from the girl.

"Aww…" Nejire pouted. Before she could ask about his premature departure, he grabbed both of her legs and walked her to the couch. He placed her gently there.

"Mei, get on top." He told the steampunk teen. His tone was indistinguishable between a demand and a request. She obliged, staggering onto her feet and approached the two. Izuku leaned back to allow her space. Mei positioned herself on top of Nejire. The senpai squirmed as she was reunited with her kouhai. It didn't take any time for Mei to kiss Nejire's neck, creating her trail with her tongue from the collar bone to her ear, nibbling it softly. It was enough to stir a moan from Nejire. Meanwhile, Izuku took the opportunity to become aroused by this show. A bunny at heart, but a beast altogether. He gripped his shaft, stroking it harshly to reawaken his hardened rod. He perched himself against the girls, slapping Mei's ass with his cock. That alone forced a moan from her.

Without warning, he parked his dick inside of Mei's pussy. Mei took a break from Nejire when feeling the return of his sword back into her sheath. Instinctively, she began bucking her hips, grinding and gyrating Nejire's once pure flower. Mei's eyes squeezed shut hard when feeling his dick penetrating her womb. Adding excitement, Izuku held onto her dreads for support, warranting an unfamiliar, animalistic sound from the steampunk teen.

Droplets of drool and sweat covered Nejire's chest and face. "This feels so good! I…didn't think I could be this naughty!" Being in this position was certainly out of her character. Until her interactions with him, she never really had perverted thoughts. She wouldn't be a liar if a passing thought came and went. She was human. And occasionally, she would touch herself to receive stimulation but nothing further. And when she did that, it was never particularly over anyone.

Mei's body twitched. If it wasn't for his hand holding onto her hips, she would have easily fallen. "Bleh!" She blurted out when feeling the wet sensation of Nejire's tongue licking her nipples. Biting and tugging like a hungry baby in one breast and flicking and kneading with the other. Mei felt the clear liquid of her love juices slithering onto Nejire's pussy. If anything, it further the excitement of their kink.

Izuku pulled his cock away from Mei. He spat on his hand, applying more lubricant to his dick before returning it inside of Nejire. Nejire's legs jerked when her pussy was reunited with Deku's dick.

"UUUUHHHH!" Izuku moaned loudly due to the tightness of Nejire's once nubile pussy. With her pussy, he had to be delicate or else he could have easily climaxed. It was fortunate that he had enough experience to control his rhythm. He was slowly pulling back, going in back and forth motion. Nejire could feel his cock leaving, only to enter Mei for a short time before disappearing back into her pussy.

A few moments later, the menage changed positions. While holding onto Nejire at the hip, Izuku laid his back on the couch. Mei scooted back, only to plant her pussy where his mouth resided. His wettest muscle made contact with her insides, cleaning and scraping out their love juices. He was still adjusting to the taste of pussy, describing the sensation as an acquired taste. Mei's juices were frothing out of her dam to be ingested by him. Uttered moans consumed the sole female member of the Big 3. She arched her back, using Izuku's legs as support while gyrating his shaft. Mei resumed their lesbian play by squeezing and fondling their tits.

Mei bucked her hips vigorously, if not aggressively to achieve the ultimate orgasmic state. Deku continued indulging into Mei's hot, piping lasagna while gripping her asscheeks. It became difficult due to the sweat and grease, making his fingers slip.

Nejire's body suddenly curled out as she let out an unfamiliar groan, which was unsurprising to Mei. "Look at me, Nejire! Come here!" The shockwave teen felt her hands around her waist, pulling her up at her line of sight. Words weren't needed to know that this was the best sensation in the world. Both the pinkette and the cyan-haired teen wrapped each other in a tight embrace and proceeded to kiss. It was sloppy, filled with overlapped tongues and slurping.

Hearing this fueled Izuku's intensity to satisfy the girls. He felt himself tightened as his penis began to harden even further than before he felt himself give an even bigger twitch. "Haa!" Izuku blurted non-verbally, letting go of Mei's waist and pushing his feet against the ends of the couch. The seeds were withdrawn from his balls and were ready to make a deposit with Nejire's bank. "I'm cumming," he warned the girls.

Nejire was met with hot semen depositing from his dick and into her pussy. She held on, feeling the love of his dick. Mei bit into her neck, hoping she would draw blood. Nejire climaxed as her juices sprayed all over their body. Izuku moaned softly, swallowing each and every single drop of Mei's juices.

Nejire arched her back, but only this time, she fell backward and off of the couch. Her body convoluted, everything around here was sensitive. She was afraid that if she touched her arm, it would warrant another orgasm. Mei got off of Izuku and stood beside him, remnants of love juices coated her legs. She felt proud of him, taking charge of the situation. Not only did she have sex with him again, she was involved in her first threesome and lesbian play. Not bad for an invigorating experience, the technician thought proudly.

Stifle moans were being heard from the ground. The dazed, exhausted Nejire was panting loudly. Mei started smiling to see Izuku's offering leaking out of Nejire's pussy. "Can't waste any drops, can we?" The eager technician said seductively. She got on her knees and crawled to Nejire. She wrapped her arms around her legs, pulling the teen back to her. Nejire jolted when feeling her sensitive pussy being licked and fondled by Mei as she wanted Deku's cream.

The shockwave teen dug her nails into the carpet, sensing a wave of a second orgasm coming. Meanwhile, Izuku was caught in the ebb and flow. His wandering eye spotted the girls engaging in their act. Sexy, alluring, and amazing to the rabbit, but he knew he wasn't exactly finished.

"Ahem! Girls!" He was absolute, matter-of-fact. They needed a reminder that despite being open to the idea of having their girlish fun, he was still the man-of-the-hour.

That sparked a laugh out of Mei. "Oh, sweetness! Like we would forget about you."

Nejire nodded in concurrence. "We'll never leave you alone." She lowered her gaze onto his shaft. "Ochako might be your main woman but we are the mistresses of this warren."

All he could was smile. No longer was it necessary to hide his inhibitions. Nejire was right. This was his warren. He may not fully agree to the entire situation at hand, but it was a work in progress. Izuku laid back on the couch, spreading his legs to welcome his maidens to his throne. He watched them come closer as he felt Mei taking a hold of his penis, her callous hand wrapping around it. She had a tiny smile on her face when she pressed her lips against his dick. "Allow me to clean up!" Her tongue slowly wrapped around the head, lapping out the remnants of her love juices and Nejire's. Mei's tongue was wet and hot around his dick, lapping underhead and taking it to the base. He knew his dick was hitting her uluva judging by the gagging noises. Slowly and seductively, she pulled away from his dick. Still having a hold, she steered it toward Nejire.

Nejire opened her mouth and welcomed his dick into her mouthpussy. Compared to Mei, she was sloppy as this was her first time performing fellatio. She was delicate initially, taking her time adjusting to tasting dick. She would become slow, draw out and then his dick would disappear into her mouth. He knew if she couldn't handle it, he wouldn't judge her. However, she didn't resist one time. The entire time, her tongue never stopped slobbering and licking his dick.

She paused momentarily when Mei wanted a taste. Nejire took the time to ingest his balls into her mouth. He got himself comfortable when feeling the girls having their way with his cock. For a spell, he thought of the harem lords he had read on their feelings and expressions in situations such as this.

With a loud pop, Mei pulled away from his dick, licking the smear of precum. Nejire let out of his balls and returned to sucking his dick and Mei took her place to play with his balls. The sensation was ongoing, as if hours were turning in days and so on. He felt the semen boiling in his balls, begging for a release.

Izuku began thrusting his hips. He was becoming hypnotized by the pleasure. He was an animal in heat, relying on his instinct when it came to procreating. With his hands, he grabbed Nejire's mouth and strutted her. It sent shocks to her body, immediately releasing juices onto herself.

"Tell us when you're about to cum," said Mei while rubbing Nejire's hair.

The teen obliged, just keeping his rhythm and enjoying the slutty look on his senpai's face. "Yes, just like that," he hissed to the girl. His head was going numb. She was a fast learner, especially when it came to pace. She immediately knew certain spots he could climax, but refused to do so. Without reprieve, she was marking him, tasting him, becoming familiar with the taste. Tasting and smelling his cock wasn't as repulsive as she thought. It made her heart race knowing that she was going to be his and she would do anything to satisfy him.

"Aaugh! I'm about…to cum!" Izuku released his grip on Nejire and stood over the girls. Like children who were receiving their first communion, the girls cupped their hands as they prepared for their offering. The bunny jerked his cock in a quick succession, segueing into the ruptured climax. Izuku spurted his spunk to the girls. Splashing and spraying their faces like a leaky faucet or a broken fire hydrant, they bathed in it and writhed in excitement.

"By the gods!" Mei cried out as she took everything he had to offer. She savored the taste, licking the cream off her face with her fingers. Nejire stood there, cupping her cheeks and wiping it as if it was lotion.

Mei swallowed some. She then crawled to Nejire. "Care to share some of the loot?" Mei and Nejire wrapped their lips around each other as they ingested Izuku's seed. The duo broke the kiss, leaving a trail of saliva and semen between the pair.

Mei rubbed her stomach. "I guess the saying is true. Milk does the body good."

Nejire nodded, agreeing with her kouhai. "Milk is okay but not without the carrot cake."

"That was amazing! I thought I was gonna go nuts for a second there." He took on another precedence - his first threesome! He wasn't sure if his body was prepared for another round following this. The spirit within was willing for another bout but his heart and mind were telling him to slow down. Judging by the sensual expression on Mei's face, she wanted more. He wished the guys prior to her many blessings if they tapped out because of her libido. He could see Nejire wanted rest. This was after all her first time, however, she would remain competitive so she wouldn't lose to her junior.

As an assurance, he had to think of something unappealing and unsexy to soften his dick. It didn't take much thought. His apologies to Minoru but the thought of borrowing a pair of his underwear after No-nut November quickly motivated the teen with disgust and flaccidity.

About fifteen minutes later….

"Please forgive me for the smutty, sexist comments I've made." Izuku was crouched to the floor, only inches away from Nejire and Mei. All were dressed and were ready to head back to Alliance Heights. Reality and reasoning resonated within the teen for the ill-spoken comments about the girls. In his defense, he was in literal beast mode, but it still didn't make it right.

The steampunk blew a raspberry. "Oh, relax, Deku! Carnal instincts and lust, completely natural." She folded her arms, nodding to herself. "I wouldn't expect nothing less from a young hormonal male. Puberty at work!"

"Nothing is natural as ejaculating my…sperm onto you," he said while shuddering. "What was I doing? This isn't a porno!"

Nejire calmed him down when picking him up from his feet. While wrapping her arm around his waist, she said, "We're not mad, Deku!" She perched a smile. "You didn't force us." She immediately turned red, especially when thinking about the acts she did with Mei. "It was…well…enjoyable!"

Mei slapped her thighs. "Please! If Amajiki and Toogata knew you were acting this slutty." She grinned loudly. "And judging how you enjoyed our 'little' lesbian play, maybe Haya-senpai may not be a poor sport."

Dark scribbles appeared above her head. "Can it, will ya?! You're still a mean cheater! And besides, she doesn't swing that way!"

"Did I just get a confession?" retorted Mei with a shit-eating grin.

Izuku figured it was time to intervene. "Pots and kettles, relax! You guys aren't sure about my actions from earlier." He looked at the clock on the wall displaying its time to be a few minutes after two in the morning. "However, what I am afraid of is facing Sensei…again and dealing with a worried, frantic girlfriend…again!" The sixteen year old wouldn't be surprised if the police, the feds, or Interpol were to storm their building. He wouldn't put it past his little teacup.

"I wouldn't worry about either of them," responded Mei assuringly. "I've got word from Shinsou that there has been radio silence between Aizawa and Nezu. They aren't at their post."

He arched an eyebrow, displaying a sigh of relief. "Is that so?"

She slapped her hips confidently. "Must we forget about the eyes and ears of UA?! We're covered, man!"

He let out a nervous chuckle. One less thing to worry about. But it still didn't solve his problem regarding Ochako. However, before he could part his mouth, Mei raised her finger, silencing him.

"Ochako loves you. We know this," responded Mei. "She knows the circumstances surrounding this, and please believe that despite its hardships, she is still rooting for you and looks at you as her man."

"Don't see that way on my end." He touched his ears. "I feel more like a pig than I do a bunny."

"To hell with those words!" It was Nejire that spoke up. "You're one of the kindest, sincere, honest to a fault guys I've ever met. You help out, you're caring, considerate, just an awesome wonder!"

"You speak facts," he said. "It still doesn't change my actions. Not once, not twice, six times!" He covered his face shamefully. "If this is my destiny, then why do I feel guilt?"

Hatsume stepped up and accompanied Nejire by standing beside Deku. "You didn't ask for the life, it chose you. You can't hide what's inside. Who said me turning you into a Faunus wasn't fate itself? Destiny if you will. It seems overwhelming, I bet. But so does being a Hero."

"What do you mean?" he interjected.

"Heroes have to make decisions for the greater good, no matter how it affects the others. Think of all of the great heroes before us that had to do things that may seem unorthodox at first, but there isn't a guidebook on how to be the perfect hero. The same goes in this warren." She looked at Nejire. "Sorry for taking the word, Senpai. It brings a certain flavor here."

"It does, doesn't it?" responded Nejire. She turned to look at Izuku. "Don't feel upset with yourself about Ochako. Why worry? Plus, if it makes you feel better, when I was in the car on the way back to the dorms, she couldn't stop talking about you to Yuyu."

"She did?!" Izuku asked, exclaiming.

"She knows that you didn't put yourself in this position. She knows how you are within. And if she loves you as much as she does, then she will understand you." The moe smiled cutely at him.

"..." Izuku lowered his gaze as he took this in.

"Hey, I know that it'll be quite the adjustment for you to openly embrace your wild side, but no need to rush. One day at the time!" said Mei cheerfully.

"Yeah, I guess you're right, girls." Izuku nodded in reply, before he sighed. "Tomorrow will be a long day. I'll explain the whole situation to Ochako and the others. I have to take responsibility for driving a whole group of girls wild. The universe clearly wants me to have a harem, so that's what I'll be doing. I can see that it'll take a lot of effort managing a harem of girls that want my attention, but if it stops all the craziness, and most importantly making you all happy, then it'll be worth it." A soft smile was drawn on his face, his eyes reflected certaintainty in what he will do now, even if it'll be hard, but then again his life has been hard, so hopefully he can pull through.

"That's the spirit!" Mei cheered.

"So… does this mean that we'll save our picnic date?" Nejire asked innocently.

Izuku chuckled softly. "Yes, Nejire, we will. But we'll have to save that for another day, okay?"

"Yay!~" The cyan-haired moe then kissed the boy on his cheek.

"You know, if you're still concerned about dropping the truth bomb on the others, we can be there with you, to help out explain everything and make sure they won't go on a rage fit, we're now part of you warren after all." Mei suggested. "It's not just Ochako, but clearly the others have been having anger management issues lately."

"I'll appreciate it, thank you. I just know things will get 'complicated' when I do talk to all of them." The Rabbit Faunus rubbed the back of his head. Still feeling some dread about what could happen tomorrow.

"As long as you do what you did with us tonight, I know they'll listen. It would help if you stripped naked in front of them, that certainly helps to convince a girl~." Mei's tone turned seductive and she winked at him. Nejire blushed at the prospect of repeating this sort of experience tomorrow, but she would be lying if she said that she wasn't looking forward to it.

"Er… As tempting as it is the idea of having group sex with beautiful girls, I would like to take things slow before thinking of doing something like that." Izuku shook his head in denial. He did have plenty fantasies of having sex with all of the girls of his class at once and he knows that it's only a matter of time before he makes them happen, but he'd rather wait until things were settle down and at least until he spent time with each girl on his warren individually.

It was a few moments later when Mei locked the doors, closing up the shop. She wanted to stare daggers at Nejire after she returned her 'missing' key but it mattered not as what they did to each other was repayment enough.

"Since we are spared from trouble, there is a 24-hour diner up the street and we can grab breakfast." Mei suggested to the others.

Izuku arched his back to relieve tension. "Nah! Straight home for me. I wanna at least go to school in the morning peacefully with a negative comment from Aizawa. I'll need as much rest as I can get for the day ahead of me."

"The troubled child you are," responded Mei giggling.

"Hey," he interjected. "Says the girl…" He paused, feeling a rebuttal about her dismissal as head of the Support Department would have been a cheap shot. "Just make sure your ass is at Power Loader's office first thing in the morning."

She hit her forehead. "I'll be there…after I grab an early morning breakfast." She turned to Nejire. "Wanna come with? We are practically sisters now."

"Can't," responded Nejire. "Yuyu stayed over and I know she would like to think she kept an eye on me while I was 'knocked out.'"

"Aaugh," said Mei with a hint of frustration. "We're kids! Can't we live it up tonight?"

"Two-to-one, we win!" said Izuku while chuckling. "And beside…" He intermittently paused when seeing some catching his eye. Perched on the power lines above them was the bird with the quarter in its beak. He pointed harshly. "Hey! That's the bird that took my quarter!"

The bird squawked loudly, darting away from the powerline and flying through the gangway. "Where in the heck do you think you're going? Come back here. I still want that quarter!" The bunny scurried away from the girls and went after the bird.

Mei and Nejire stood there confused and weirded out at the situation. Nejire looked onto her junior. "Shall we…"

"Yes." A sweatdrop appeared on Mei's forehead.

Nejire and Mei hurriedly ran to catch up to Izuku as he was trying to get the quarter-stealing bird.

"Oh, I can't wait to catch you," shouted Izuku. "And when I do, you would be a great addition to my katsudon! No, scratch that! Panko-fried bird! No, bird a la mode! No..wait! Shepherd's pie!"

As the trio ran into the night, unbeknownst to them, there were others watching them.

"So…when did Izuku become such a casanova?" Shouto stood at the window when seeing Izuku and the girls dart away into the gangway. Buttoning up his shirt, he watched the interactions shared between them. Also, the flaws of having thin walls gave further proof of Izuku's sudden popularity.

Shouto and Momo lost track of time since they were engaged in their lovemaking. It wasn't even a minute when Shouto entered the room where she pulled him in a loving embrace. The icy hot teen didn't resist as Momo completely had her way with him when they were having sex. What he could recall were the boxes of condoms that were used and the bottles of sports drinks they consumed.

Momo chuckled. She was buttoning her skirt, looking away from Shouto. "I guess the secret is out."

"I am not surprised, not anymore." Shouto whistled loudly as he leaned against the windowsill to put on his shoes. "Boy, would Bakugo, Kaminari, Mineta, hell the entire gang knew of this. A lot of broken hearts and unauthorized gambling. The kid is now in his own sports league, especially with him having Hatsume and Big 3's most popular moe."

The vice president grabbed the rubberband to put her hair back in a ponytail. "Keep this between us please. I don't need the others to know about Izuku and his rendezvous with the girls."

"Does Ochako know?"

"Yes," she replied hesitantly. "She knows but I can say not to this magnitude."

He nodded in agreement. "I see." He walked over to where Momo sat and helped her with her bra. "I can't say that I didn't see this coming. He is a rabbit, so it is in his nature. The fact that other girls sought him out as well that there's quite a few Faunus men with more than one mate might have been signs pointing at this outcome. As long as he takes responsibility and takes care of them, I won't judge him, he's my best friend after all.'' He grabbed her hair so she could snap on her bra.

"Thanks," she said.

"You're welcome." The icy hot boy smiled.

She nodded. She shuddered when feeling his soft touch to the skin. An involuntary moan came out. "Shouto, I wanna thank you…for understanding our situation between us."

"Say less," responded Shouto. "Listen, I know we haven't put a label on us." He let her go, holding onto his arm. "I will admit it does feel weird to be on the receiving end of…" He sighed heavily. "Sharing you." His expression turned noticeably dejected.

Momo turned her head. "Don't think of it that way." She lowered her head. "Just complicated is all. I can't help thinking about you…and him!"

"Still…thank you for being honest with me from the jump."

"You mean so much to me, Shouto. It would have been rude if I didn't tell you the truth." Momo said with an honest, yet solemn expression.

He sighed again as he took a seat beside her, sitting as close as possible. "While I may have mixed feelings about this, I can't be too upset." He nodded to himself. "Midoriya is a great guy, I dare say the best that I know. I mean, anyone would fall for a kindred spirit like him, me included if I was a girl or swing that way. But, these feelings…what we have shared, it is all about you."

Momo immediately grabbed his hands, rubbing it affectionately. "Baby, understand that what we did, they were true. I do like you but I also like him." She kissed his hand. "I completely understand if you…" It was interrupted when he pressed his finger against her lips.

"Say less!" He took hold of her chin and pulled her into a kiss. His kiss was not at all the same as those movie stars that Yaoyorozu watched, but one steeped in a passion that ignited. It was the promise of realness, of the primal desire that lives in them all. And with it he alerted her that he was awake, connected within, that he embraced himself rather than hide as a copy of those romantic idols. Wasn't sure if it was due to the snippet she read from Ninjas of Love but imagery filled her mind of those thoughts as she and Shouto shared their kiss.

He broke the kiss, leaving a trail between the two. He reached over and kissed her forehead.

"Shouto…" Momo managed to say.

He wiped the remnants of their kiss onto his sleeve. "We need to go. It's past curfew and we have school in the morning."

Yaoyorozu nodded in compliance. Shouto grabbed her backpack and assorted items, holsting them on his back. They stepped outside and she locked the door behind them. An Uber driver was arriving soon and was taking them back to campus. The duo walked from around the gangway and toward the front of the plaza. While they were walking, the icy hot teen looked at Yaoyorozu. "Just so you know, Momo. Although I am fine with this current situation, just so you know that this won't be forever." He said with his usual calm tone, his eyes didn't reflect anger or resentment.

Yaoyorozu nodded, understanding his plight. "I know, Shouto."

"Izuku is my best friend, he's like a brother to me, but at the same time, he is my rival - competitively and romantically for your affection."

"I know, baby! I know!"

"For now, what we have is an open relationship." He turned, pointing at Momo. "Just so you know, Momo Yaoyorozu, someday I plan to make this exclusive for us and us alone, if you choose me that is."

She partially smiled. "I know!"

He looked skyward at the night sky. Stars far and wide as the eyes can see. He shut his eyes, inhaling the night air, and praying to the gods. "Never would I think I would not only rival Izuku as a prospective Pro Hero, I would be rivaling him for the affections of Momo. He is my best friend but Momo is my sweetheart. I might be a fool considering this arrangement. I may be looked at as crazy, a beta cuck or just plain stupid. I don't care. When you want something, you go and grab it. What I want is right there beside me. No matter the stakes, I will fight for Momo. I know it won't be easy, but nothing worth getting ever is. Izuku Midoriya, from this point on, it is on. You are my best friend but Momo IS my woman. Deku, I am calling you out!" Tomorrow he shall have a polite talk with the emerald haired teen from man to man and make things clear.

Last thing he wants is to lose his best friend because of a girl, and he knows Deku must feel the same, he isn't someone that would backstad a precious friend, under normal circumstances that is. However, Shouto must draw a line and make a stand for what he wants just as he did at the Sports Festival and many times after that.

Shouto is fine with his best friend making a harem, if it makes him happy he would wish him the best, but Momo should be off limits. But he can't blame the Faunus, the icy hot understands the situation from his perspective, he can't control his animalistic impulses and he caught the affections of other girls, including the raven-haired beauty. He knows Izuku didn't ask for any of this, but it's still not an excuse to take this situation lying down. The other guys of the class might let go as their crushes weren't reciprocal, but Momo does feel the same Shouto and that's enough for him to try and fight for her.


The next day….

He made it in the end. Izuku stepped out into the commons, exhaling anything consuming his mind from the previous day. Class resumed as usual with Aizawa's complaining, the dullness of Ectoplasm's teaching, and inattentiveness with Cementoss-sensei's literature class. Admittedly, Melissa teaching Midnight's class kept his attention as the teen was remarkably intelligent in subject matter, despite not having a history background, as expected of the daughter of a genius. After class, he and Melissa briefly caught up and exchanged their whereabouts. She was happy to see he was doing well and showed curiosity about his current status as an Unknown Alpha Faunus, something he said should be saved for another time. He made it abundantly known of her being the new head of the Support Department and praised her for her teaching skills. He didn't ask about how her father was doing out of respect, but all and all the blonde girl seemed to be doing great so far, it was nice to have her here. Melissa was running late for a faculty meeting but wanted to catch up with Izuku at a later time. He agreed, mentioning he would link with her at the Support Department since she partially lived in the lab.

On a lighter note, he did learn that Mei and Power Loader have spoken and agreed to take the classes. Once she completed the classes, then she could return to the Support Department on a trial basis. To the steampunk teen's chagrin, she would be on probation under Melissa's care.

Earlier at lunch, he sat with Shouto and the others. It was the usual friendly banter between him and his classmates. Katsuki being Katsuki, Sero, Kirishima and Kaminari placing bets for video games. What was different was Tenya sitting with his brother Tensei. The wheelchair bound former hero monitored Iida without reprieve. He could finally understand Tenya warning him about being the son of a helicopter family. Another thing that stood out was Minoru's whereabouts. Denki said that Minoru had a family emergency and would be gone for the time being. Of course, that didn't go without mocking comments from Bakugou and the others.

While peculiar that the grape-headed midget would be gone for a while, another strange thing that stuck out to Deku was Kaminari. His scent was…different, it was still his, but something certainly different, but he couldn't put his finger on what. His voice was pretty off, the electric blond said that it was just a mild cold, but Deku felt there was something more as when he spoke it felt like he was trying to make his voice graver. And it seemed like he gained some weight as his clothes seemed a little more filled out, but not from gaining muscle mass like him, at training it seemed like Denki was losing his breath faster than normal, Tenya told him that he should skip dessert for a while and do more exercise. And did Denki always have a sort of an androgenous face or is Deku just seeing things? And the electric blond was also acting a little weird today, always keeping a bit of a distance between everyone and trying avoid as much physical contact as possible and after Basic Hero Formation and PE, Denki was the last to enter and the last to exit the boys' changing room, Deku wasn't the only one to noticed, but again Denki said that it was because he might be feeling a little sick, but other just chalked him off as not wanting other see that he had gained weight, but Deku couldn't help feel that there something else about Kaminari, however he decided to drop the issue for now as it wasn't his business.

After lunch, Shouto slipped a piece of paper under his bento, wanting to speak with him alone at Izuku's dorm. He didn't think anything of it, with the exception of the old-fashioned way of communication instead of texting him.

Checking his smartwatch, he was already a few minutes late for their meeting.

He stepped back into his dorm. Per usual, the guys were playing video games in lieu of homework assignments. In his peripheral vision, he could see Tenya and Tensei with stacks of books he picked up from the library. According to Shinsou, the elder Iida was making sure all spare time was spent on Remnant history and Hero studies. As much as it worried the teen, it wasn't his place and wouldn't rear his head in family affairs. He opted for the stairs anyway since sharing an elevator with the Iidas would have been awkward. Upon opening the door to the stairs, he ran into Ochako.

"Oh! Hey," he said in a surprised tone. "Surprised you are here. Thought you had practice."

"Yeah." Ochako replied laughing. "Cancelled! Tsu went to run errands with Tooru."

"Wait, weren't you guys going to do karaoke before hanging at your 'secret spot?'"

Ochako flicked his forehead. "Jesus, you're a man. You don't listen! Karaoke this weekend and secret spot later on. But right now, everybody is busy, especially Moes since she is doubling between Student Council and UA-Beacon Welcome Committee."

"The Hermione of UA. She can handle it," replied Izuku while lightly chuckling.

"Yeah!" She scanned the area momentarily before returning her sights on Izuku. "So, about our talk!"

"Tonight, I promise," he replied. "Gotta do a tiny errand with Todoroki. Afterwards, I am all yours."

"Cross your heart and hope to die?" she asked him.

"On the hairs of my chinny chin chin, a Midoriya never back against his word," he answered before kissing her forehead. He quickly looked at his smartwatch. "But, I have to go!" Izuku quickly pecked her on the cheek before running up the many flights of stairs.

A few moments later, the teen made it to his floor. He briskly walked to his room expecting Todoroki to be waiting for him. Upon making it to the door, the icy hot teen wasn't there. "Damn, man! Why would you conduct the meeting if you aren't there conducting?" A bit frustrated by Shouto's tardiness, but he wouldn't let that worry him. Plus, there was homework needed to work on before he made his time available for Ochako. He didn't bother texting him and decided to step inside. He pulled out his key and opened the door to the dorm.

As he entered his room, he was met with a daunting surprise.

"'Sup, ribbit!" said the frog girl.

Izuku wasn't alone in his room. He had guests, unexpected guests. Tsuyu wasn't alone. Sitting and standing in his room were Momo, Mei, Nejire, Kyouka, Mina, and Tooru. At this point, he shouldn't be surprised nor shouldn't question how they got in.

Suddenly, he felt the door being pushed behind him. He recognized the sweet scent belonging to Ochako.

There was no time like the present, the emerald teen thought. Instead of coming to them to drop the truth bomb, they decided to bring themselves instead. He looked skyward and then clapped his hands to the gods, bowing in the process. "Well, ladies and gentleman…I guess I know where this is going. Guess I lived a full life!"

"No! C'mon, Izuku, be an Alpha male!" He mentally shook his head off. "Just be calm, cool and firm, and don't buckle under the pressure. Nejire and Mei are here to back me up, so everything will be fine. And in the case things go south just take your pants off and let nature take its course. That's a good plan, time to execute!" He steeled himself for his biggest trial yet, one that he hopes will come out alive!

"*Yawn* Nejire onee-chan, is onii-chan here yet?"

As if Izuku heard the glass shatter, he eyed a tiny, gentle creature hiding before behind the girls. The soft-voiced, white-haired child was lying on the bed. It appeared that she was taking a nap and slowly crawled onto Nejire's lap.

"Eri-chan! So much for the failsafe plan… Well, ladies and gentleman…now we can all guess where this is going. Guess I lived a full life!"

To Be Continued…

SS: And yet here we have another packed chapter! Ladies and Gentlemen here we have the official start of Deku's warren. The Emerald Rabbit has truly awakened as an Alpha and things are finally starting to fall into place, but that doesn't mean that the troubles are over, far from it! Deku will have his work cut out from him as he will face more trials and tribulations in the future!

BD: We are now advancing into the harem and thank you to our fans who have supported us. The wait is worth it. Also, shout out to our opps as well for they are my greatest motivators. This isn't your everything harem, so expect the dynamic of harems to be unconventional.

SS: Indeed, this is a new type of harem story, if you will. But no matter what happens, we move forward into the future of this amazing and insane series! And I know you will continue to support us and for that we love you all guys! Get ready we approach the end of this first arc and the mid-season finale! Things will only get better from here!

BD: Every character is going to find their place in the series. I am excited to see where they will go. Especially with Izuku and Ochako. Although admittedly, doing Denki and Minoru are my favorite parts of writing the series. And with Ochako, I know a lot of fans hate seeing her like this but understand she will persevere and overcome this. If I wrote a harem like everybody else, then it wouldn't be any special. It would be boring, if you ask me.

SS: Indeed, love is a complex feeling and so is the situation we're setting, it's hard to admit that this characters can't act the way we would if they were in such places, but that's part of the charm of this story, exploring characters in different places and situations, seeing more sides of them. Just remember that love changes people and our characters are people at their core. We want to make a unique story that gains real emotions from people and so far, I'd say we're doing a good job.

BD: The best is yet to come, for us and Studio Greenshade. Stay tuned for more, God bless, and strive and prosper.

SS: Team Greenshade and may your hearts be your guiding key!