Late Bloomer
09
Commissioned by MechaWizard.
"It was great. Thanks, Mitsuki," Izuku smiled at the blonde as he gathered his plate and moved to the sink to wash it off.
"You really didn't have to, though—" his mom started, only for Mitsuki to cut her off.
"Shut up, I enjoyed it," the blond rolled her eyes. "I like having friends over. The house has been too quiet without Masaru or my brat around."
"Someone's lonely~. Don't worry, Mi-chan! We'll take good care of you!" Himiko promised with a giggle, as she slipped up behind the elder blonde and grabbed her chest, hefting her tits in her hands. "Oof, heavy!"
"Oi. Knock it off," Mitsuki grumbled, rolling her eyes as she brushed the younger blonde's hands off her assets.
Inko watched with a look of anxious confusion, before her green eyes trailed over to her son. "It's good that you're close again, and Izuku I'm happy you've discovered how to use your quirk, but I'm still… not sure…" she hemmed.
"Don't worry. Everything is fine," Fuyumi assured, reaching out and taking the older woman's hand. "Your son is safe and healthy. I'll make sure nothing bad happens."
Looking around the table and biting her lip, Inko said, "I don't know. Izuku, you, you're all… together? At the same time?"
"Haha, ahh, yeah," the boy chuckled as he began loading dishes in the dish washer. "It's kind of embarrassing, just a bit."
Turning to look at Mitsuki, she asked, "And you? You're really pre—"
Mitsuki sighed, sending her friend a long-suffering look. "We've been over this before, Inko-chan. Yes, I'm pregnant. Yes, it's Izuku's. Yes, I'm going to give you your first grandkid. And yes, it's kinda weird. But you know what?"
"What?" Inko asked, wide eyed.
"It's kinda fun, too," Mitsuki grinned. "I still love Masaru and I don't think I'll ever stop loving him. We're still friends. But there's something special about having a handsome young stud making your toes curl. I feel like a teenager again." Putting a hand to her cheek, Mitsuki blushed. "It's nice to feel wanted, as a woman. To know that I'm still sexy."
"Mou~! I don't need to hear about your sex life!" Inko wailed, shaking her head as she turned red to the roots of her hair. "My baby is growing up!"
"That tends to happen with age," Fuyumi chuckled.
"Only some of them," Himiko snarked, earning a shrug from Mitsuki and a nod from Fuyumi.
The gate chime sounded and Fuyumi got up. "I've got it," she waved the others off and made her way to the intercom. "Bakugo residence," she answered, after pressing the button.
"Oi! It's me. Let me in," a woman announced from the other end of the speaker.
"'Me' who?" Fuyumi asked, but she had a feeling she already knew.
"Nemuri. Come on, don't make me stand out here all night. I'm naked under this trench coat."
Fuyumi blinked, before hitting the button to unlock the gate. "What?"
A moment later, she opened the door to see Nemuri walking up the short walkway in a trench coat. "What are you wearing?"
Nemuri opened the coat and showed off her hero outfit, before rolling her eyes. "What do you think? Even I'm not that much of a degenerate, Fuyumi-chan."
"I don't know, it seems like something you'd do," the younger woman teased, earning a tongue poked out in response as Nemuri entered.
They made their way to the kitchen, where Nemuri quickly greeted the others before taking a seat while Fuyumi made her up a plate of leftovers. "Thanks. Haven't eaten all day. Been kinda busy the last week, actually. Lot of paperwork, lot of bullshit."
"From the test?" Izuku asked as he sat down beside his mom.
"That, too. But there's a lot of paperwork required when you take on an apprentice directly. Especially if you do it before the whole 'working with a pro-hero' thing," Nemuri waved off around a mouthful.
"Eh?" Izuku blinked.
Himiko laughed. "She means you passed!"
"Eh?!"
Nemuri grinned and nodded, quickly washing her bite down. "With flying colors. Second highest on Villain Points, third on Rescue Points. On average, third highest total. Apparently, knowing when to let the big, annoying enemy leave and not engage, thus further endangering any injured nearby, showed some pretty good sense according to the panel of judges. That, and running towards the danger, not away, earned you some extra points. Pulling Yaoyorozu out of the rubble was just a bonus." Grinning, she added, "She came by and asked after you, you know. Said like she felt it wouldn't be right if she passed and you didn't, when you dug her out. She was pretty happy when I told her you passed."
"Sounds like someone has an admirer," Fuyumi teased, shooting Izuku a smile.
"Just typical Izuku things," Himiko giggled. "So, what about me and Tohru-chan? And Mei?"
"You both passed as well. They're putting the classes together now, but you should all be in 1-A together as top scorers. Mei? That the pink-haired one? Yeah, she made it into the support class, easy-peasy. The judges liked her gadgets a lot. It looks like we've got some pretty good classes shaping up this year."
Fuyumi raised an eyebrow. "Yeah?"
"Don't worry, Fuyumi-chan. Your little brother got in just fine on his own merit," Nemuri grinned. "Actually, all of the people who were directly recommended this year chose to forfeit their recs to participate directly. Guess they heard that little rumor about All Might looking for an apprentice. Not that it matters much. They all earned slots."
"Thanks," Fuyumi smiled.
"Congratulations," Mitsuki grinned. "This calls for a celebration."
"Yes!" Himiko cheered.
"Hold on, I'm not done," Nemuri waved for them to stop. Pointing her chopsticks at Izuku, she said, "They approved it, which means that from now on, your actions reflect on me. Not just me, though. Everyone with a sex-based quick is counting on you here, so they'll stop looking at us like a bunch of degenerate reprobates. You're going to be under a lot of scrutiny, now. Tomorrow, you need to go in and do some testing and officially update your quirk for the government registry."
"I thought the plan was to wait and spring that on them after Izuku had already established himself," Fuyumi pointed out, and Nemuri nodded.
"Plan changed. I had to provide a justification as to why I wanted him as my apprentice. Which meant explaining his quirk. So, cat's out of the bag, unfortunately. The stodgy old codgers don't like it, at all. They wanted to try to actually bar Izuku from UA, on the grounds that a sex quirk that increases his power and a girl's control 'encourages amoral behavior unbecoming to the image, reputation, and values of UA and Japan as a whole.' I told them to shove it where the sun doesn't shine and that they can't pigeonhole someone because of their quirk like this. Words were exchanged after that. We managed to reach an agreement. You'll be allowed to attend and they won't stop anyone who volunteers, but they're going to be watching closely for any signs of misconduct. Absolutely no knocking the girls on campus up!"
"Nn! Right!" Izuku nodded, before glancing at Mitsuki. "Actually, about that… Mei got back to me with a power scanner the day after the exam. We've been taking readings over the last week and doing tests. We were able to determine that I'm getting about twice as much power from Mitsuki as anyone else. Right now, she's having us hold off on anything sexual for two weeks so we can see if the connection drops off as it does with everyone else, but Mei thinks it won't."
Nemuri blinked. "Wait. Hold on," she held up a hand, before pointing at Mitsuki. "You're thinking that because you knocked her up, the boost may be permanent? And you get more from her because you did?"
Fuyumi nodded. "Maybe. It's what we're testing. If not permanent, then at least for the duration of the pregnancy. Either way, I think…" Her pale skin pinked a bit as she looked at Izuku. "I kind of want one of my own, soon. That way, Mitsuki and I can raise them together and help each other out."
"My baby is going to give me more grandbabies~!" Inko wailed, latching onto Izuku and squeezing him tightly as she bawled.
Izuku sighed, hugging his mom back. "Anything else you can tell us?"
"Ah, yeah," Nemuri nodded. "You're going to have Aizawa for your homeroom teacher. AKA Eraser Head." Izuku nodded at the name and she continued. "He's kind of a hardass, but he's good at what he does. Also, if he spouts off some bullshit about having you expelled, as he does every year, just ignore him. He likes to do it to psych students out and screw with them. He doesn't actually have the authority to do it. He's just a teacher, not the principal. And you specifically, he can't do anything with anyway, as the ultimate authority over what happens to you falls to me and Nezu, the principal. That being said… he talked Nezu into expelling last year's entire class."
Fuyumi frowned. "Seems kind of extreme."
Sighing, Nemuri nodded. "Yeah, but… he wasn't wrong. The entire class were sub-par for UA standards. They might make decent heroes some day, but they didn't belong at UA."
"Sounds like you don't like the guy," Himiko pointed out.
"Eh, he's a bit of a jerk, but he's a decent enough person. I just don't like his teaching style," Nemuri shrugged, before grinning. "Anyway! That's enough heavy stuff! Mitsuki is right. This calls for a celebration~! Who brought the alcohol?"
"No one," Mitsuki deadpanned. "There's no booze in my house."
"Wet blanket," Nemuri sighed.
"That doesn't mean we can't have fun," Himiko laughed.
"Not too much fun," Fuyumi countered. "There are still three weeks until school starts, now that you've been accepted. You've both got room for some improvement."
"Yes, mom~!" Himiko rolled her eyes.
From there, conversation shifted to what to expect from UA as soon as things started.
Three weeks passed in the blink of an eye as Izuku and Himiko worked together to get in some extra training, occasionally managing to get Tohru or Mei to join them—the latter usually to take back their gear to replace it with slightly improved versions. The shoes seemed to be Mei's big focus and she had managed to remove the larger, bulky-looking springs and switch them out for metamaterial in the soles and some small electronics. Not only did that reduce their size, it also increased their performance, as the metamaterial was capable of far more than simple steel springs with just a small electrical charge.
Finally, the big day came. Izuku kissed his mom goodbye and set off for the station. Fuyumi would have seen him off herself, but her own school had started back up, so she had her own first day of school to get to. The entire train ride over, he was so excited that he could barely stand still and pretty much had to hold his tail to keep it from smacking someone with the way it was going.
Himiko hadn't slept over the night before, so they met at the station when Izuku stepped off of his train at the platform closest to UA. Finding Tohru waiting for him with Himiko was a happy and welcome surprise, and the trio made their way up the steps to the UA campus, talking about what they were expecting the first day to be like.
They were some of the first to show, so they had their choice of seats. Though, Izuku paused at the door as he spotted a lump behind the teacher's podium, before shaking his head and following the girls as they made their way to seats. Quietly, he asked, "Why is there a person in a sleeping bag behind the podium?"
Himiko looked back at the front of the class and the bundle on the floor. Finally, the blonde shrugged. "Maybe the teacher is taking a nap?"
As they sat, one of the two people already there stood and approached them. Izuku looked up to see the girl he had pulled from the rubble smiling at him as she took a seat beside him.
"Hello again," Momo greeted. "I'm happy to see you made it."
"Hey," Izuku smiled back. "Same here."
Turning around in their seats, Himiko and the visible form of Tohru smiled as well. "Aren't you going to introduce us?"
"Haha, sorry. Momo, these are Toga Himiko and Hagakure Tohru. And this is Yaoyorozu Momo," Izuku quickly made the introductions as Momo took a seat next to them.
"So~," Himiko drawled, and Izuku's cock and tail both twitched at her tone. He knew that tone, and it was usually preceded by sexy times. "Izuku-kun told us there was an accident during your test."
"Ahh, yes," Momo sighed as she nodded. "I was buried under some rubble when one of the big zero point enemies knocked a building down nearly on top of me. I wasn't hurt, but… it was a bit scary. Izuku-kun pulled me out."
"That does sound scary," Tohru murmured. "Our own test wasn't that bad. Though, one girl did almost get squished by one of those…"
"Uraraka Ochako. Age 15, 165cm, blood type B," and then Himiko went on to list a series of numbers that Izuku didn't understand but which had the other two girls blushing. Turning to Izuku with stars in her eyes, she said, "She's cute~!"
"How do you know all of that?" Tohru asked, sounding a bit worried.
"She was leaking a bit after I saved her so I might have snuck a taste," Himiko leered. "She's sweet~!"
Momo blinked, before asking, "I don't get it?"
"Himiko-chan's quirk lets her turn into other people, but she has to drink their bodily fluids to do it," Izuku answered.
"You drank her blood?"
"Mm! Just a little lick," Himiko grinned, before wagging her eyebrows and adding, "It doesn't have to be blood~."
"Anyway," Izuku tried to pull the conversation away from the gutter, where he knew Himiko's mind would happily go for a swim.
"So, what's your quirk?" Tohru asked as other people began to stream into the classroom in ones and twos.
Izuku listened with half an ear as Tohru and Momo quietly discussed their own quirks, watching people as they came into the classroom. Something caught his ear a moment later and he turned back to them. Momo blinked and asked, "Wait, could you repeat that?"
Tohru smiled, reaching out and laying her hand on Izuku's arm. "I said that it's thanks to Izuku-kun that I can control my quirk now. I can finally turn it off and have a normal life," Tohru smiled.
"How?" the dark haired girl asked, looking between them. "Coaching?"
"No, they had sex," Himiko answered. At normal volume. In a class filling up with students.
"Himiko," Izuku groaned as the class erupted into shocked sounds and questions around them and Tohru blushed tomato red, but didn't deny it. If anything, her ear-to-ear smile confirmed it. Even the teacher in the sleeping bag sat up to stare at them with a look that Izuku didn't like.
"Excuse me?" Momo asked, looking back and forth between the three of them.
"It's my quirk," Izuku sighed, realizing he wasn't going to get out of this one. The students around them mostly quieted down as they listened. As he considered how to answer, his thoughts turned back to Nemuri's advice.
Looking up from where he sat watching Himiko and Tohru run on the beach, Izuku voiced something he had been wondering about for a while now. Ever since Nemuri delivered the news that he had made it and they would all be attending UA. "Eventually, someone's going to ask about my quirk. What am I supposed to say? The truth?"
"Yep!" Nemuri nodded, her full lips pulling into an amused grin as she turned her gaze on him. "Own it."
"People are going to think it's weird, or I'm a pervert, or—"
Nemuri shook her head. "Not if you talk about it like it's just like every other quirk. It's normal for you and if they have a problem with it, that's on them. They're the weirdos for thinking it's something perverted."
"It's sex—"
"It's a quirk, and quirks are normal," Nemuri countered. "Which is what we're going for here. It's because of that," she gestured at him, "the whole idea that because it's a sex-based quirk that it's not normal, that those of us with them have had so many problems in the past. Nothing is going to change if you can't convince your own classmates it's normal. It starts from there. After that, you can worry about winning over the rest of the public. Hearts and minds, kiddo! Hearts and minds."
"How am I going to do that?"
Nemuri's smile softened and she bumped her shoulder against his own. "Just be yourself. You'll be fine."
"I didn't figure out what it really did until, well," Izuku blushed and looked at Himiko, who giggled and grinned. There were some gasps and quiet shocked sounds from the others, but he continued. "Basically, it works by trading power for control. I get something like ten percent of someone's quirk power, she gets a boost in control over her quirk."
"Wait! You, you've been having sexual relations with these two?!" a young man with dark hair and glasses demanded.
Tohru pushed her fingers together and nodded, while Himiko laughed. "Yeah!"
"It's unprofessional—"
"Is going to see a doctor who uses their quirk to heal people unprofessional?" Izuku cut in, frowning up at the other boy.
"Well, no, but that's different—"
"It's really not that much different," Izuku denied, thinking back to his talks with Nemuri. "Except instead of healing people, I'm giving them better control over their quirk. Even something like a small quirk awakening. Himiko-chan can keep aspects of people she shapeshifts into indefinitely. Tohru-chan can turn her quirk on and off and include her clothes now. The connection lasts about two weeks, before it has to be renewed or it wears off."
"It's super useful," Himiko grinned, swishing her copy of Izuku's tail, while Tohru nodded and turned invisible then back to normal to demonstrate.
"I'd never seen myself in a mirror before…" she trailed off, before smiling at Izuku.
"But you—oof!" the glasses-wearing boy grunted as he found himself elbowed in the side by the girl next to him.
"Wow, that sucks," a girl with what looked like headphone jacks dangling from her ears muttered.
Beside her, a very pink girl with fluffy hair nodded, pulling her elbow out of the glasses-wearing boy's gut. "Kind of romantic though," she gushed.
"Oi, what the hell—Deku."
Izuku stood up at the voice and the crowd parted. "What's that, Kacchan?"
"Tch." The blond made his way to the back corner of the room and found a seat.
At the doorway, a cute, curvy brunette stepped in, only to pause as she took in the gathered crowd. "…Am I late?"
From the floor, the sleeping bag unzipped and a man with long, disheveled hair climbed out and stood. "Class is starting. I'm your homeroom teacher, Aizawa Shota. Nice to meet you."
Picking up a cardboard box from beside the podium, he opened it and pulled out what looked like part of a uniform. "It's kind of sudden, but put these on and go out into the field."
"Was that really it for our first day?" Izuku muttered as he, Himiko, and Tohru walked towards the station.
"Well, they did need to test us," Tohru pointed out.
"It was a huge letdown!" Himiko grumbled.
"It kind of was," Izuku admitted. "No opening ceremony, nothing but some routine tests the first day. I get that UA does their own thing, but… I guess I just expected more."
"Right?!" Himiko nodded, draping herself over Izuku's shoulders. "I~zu~ku~kun~! Let's go somewhere and have fun~ to make up for it!"
Izuku's pants abruptly tightened, even as Tohru latched onto his arm. "Mm! We could go do karaoke or something!"
"Maybe—" he began, only to be cut off by a yell.
"Ooooi~! You three!" a girl called from behind them, and they turned to find the brunette Himiko had pointed out as Ochako running up. "Are you going to the station?!"
"Yep!" Himiko grinned. "Want to come~?"
"Himiko," Izuku scolded, earning a giggle from Tohru and Himiko both.
"Sure!" Bowing to the three of them, she introduced herself. "Uraraka Ochako!" She sent Himiko a smile. "It's good that we got into the same class, Himiko-chan!"
"Hagakure Tohru," the formerly invisible girl introduced herself.
Ochako nodded and looked to Izuku. "Midoriya Izuku."
Ochako blinked. "I thought it was Midoriya Deku?"
Izuku twitched and Himiko chuckled quietly as he shook his head. "No. That's just something Katsuki made up. It's Izuku."
"Haha! Sorry~!" she apologized. "But it sounds just like the word for 'you can do it,' so I kinda like it. That's too bad."
"Sooo~" Himiko drew the word out, before wagging her eyebrows. "We were thinking about going to karaoke. Want to come with?"
"Eh? Really?!" Ochako perked up.
"Mm!" Tohru nodded.
"I've never actually been," Izuku admitted.
"Then it'll be fun for us all! Let's gooo~!" Himiko cheered, before hopping down off of his back and grabbing Izuku by the hand. She snagged Ochako's hand on the way past and began pulling them away from the campus.
Maybe tomorrow will be better? Izuku wondered, before shaking his head and focusing on those around him.
Their first hero class of the afternoon started the next day, after a morning full of normal, boring classes, with All Might making a boisterous entrance through the classroom door. Izuku frowned, not quite sure how to feel about seeing the man who he had looked up to for so long again, when their first meeting had ended with the hero dismissing him entirely. Something wrapped around his tail and he looked down, finding Himiko's own tail stretched out across the aisle and the girl focusing on the front, even as a smile pulled at her lips.
That's right. If it weren't for All Might, I might not have met Himiko-chan. I might have even not gotten into UA. So, even as bad as that meeting felt, something good still came out of it. And it's not his fault that neither of us knew my quirk was more than the simple physical mutation it looked like. I bet that if I asked now, his answer would be different. So… I'll give him a chance. It's All Might, he's earned that much.
Nodding to himself, he squeezed Himiko back and listened as All Might went on to talk about his course, Hero Basic Training.
"—Combat training!" Izuku perked up, along with the rest of the class. "And to go with that are these! Costumes made based on your quirk registrations and requests you sent in before school started. After you change, gather in Training Ground Beta!"
Everyone got up to collect the cases containing their costumes—everyone save for himself and Himiko, who started for the changing rooms with their backpacks. Before they left, All Might waved to Izuku. "Ah, young Midoriya, if I might have a word?"
Himiko sent him a smile and nodded. "I'll be waiting."
"Right," he nodded, and moved over to where All Might stood by the podium as students began to file out. When the class was empty, he asked, "What did you want to talk about?"
All Might took a deep breath, before laying one huge hand on Izuku's shoulder. "Midoriya-kun, I made a mistake."
"Eh?"
"You are aware of my condition," he continued, and Izuku nodded. "It's no excuse, but that day on the roof, when you asked me a question, I was angry, frustrated, and ashamed at myself. I answered without thinking, and it was only after I had some time to cool down that I realized that what I said was wrong and hurtful. Even without a quirk, you can become a pro-hero if you put in the work. If you train, sharpen your mind, body, and skills, you could become a fine pro-hero. That is what I should have said, that day. Instead, I let my own… self-pity color my words. I failed to live up to my own ideals then, to be the hero you needed. And for that, I apologize."
Izuku's mouth felt like it hit the floor as All Might bowed. He closed his mouth and swallowed around the lump in his throat. "I understand," he said, and All Might straightened up to his normal impressive height. "It's okay. If you hadn't said what you did, I wouldn't be here now. I still wouldn't know what my quirk is. So, in a way, I have you to thank for that. And, well, you weren't wrong. I realize that now. Being a pro-hero without a quirk, or even with a weak quirk, would be really hard and really dangerous, and could get someone hurt or worse. Even you, the strongest hero, were nearly killed and hurt for life. There are some things out there that are just too dangerous for some people to handle. I needed to hear it, even if it hurt. So, thank you."
All Might reached out again and squeezed Izuku's shoulder. "You should go get changed. If you don't mind, I'd like to talk about your quirk later."
"Sure," the boy nodded, before hurrying off to change.
"Power for control. I wonder…"
"…For this class, you'll be split into villains and heroes and fight 2-on-2 indoor battles."
"Hope we're on the same team," Himiko murmured beside Izuku, and the boy nodded. "Preferably, the villain team~."
"Heh. Shh," he shushed her and focused on what All Might was saying.
"Now, listen here. The situation is that villains have hidden a nuclear weapon somewhere in the hideout."
So… a combination of king of the hill and capture the flag, Izuku mused as All Might explained. How big is the 'nuclear weapon?' The buildings are multi-story, so we should have lots of room to work with. Depending on the quirks present, it might be best to split up to search level by level rather than stick together, if working as the hero team. If working at the villain team… Eventually, you're going to get cornered by the heroes if you try to sit on the hill. You're limiting yourself to one location. Worse, you're anchored to that location by the objective. Then… depending on quirks, the best thing may be to skip defense entirely and just actively attack the heroes—offense being the best defense. Assuming I'm working with Himiko, we know each other's strengths well enough to play off of each other. We could have Himiko impersonate me, lure one of the 'heroes' away, capture them, have her assume their identity and 'capture' me to bring me to the enemy's partner, then spring a surprise attack—
"Teams and opponents will be determined by drawing lots!"
Crap, Izuku sighed, realizing that it was unlikely he would be paired with Himiko for this.
"Alright everyone, reach in and draw lots!" All Might instructed, and they began lining up to do just that.
Izuku was practically bouncing in place as first Himiko then himself drew lots. "I got C, what did you get?" the blonde asked.
"B," Izuku held up his slip and Himiko pouted.
"B? I got B as well," Momo said as she approached, holding up her slip.
"Oooh~, nice~," Himiko giggled. "Have fun~." Turning, she called, "Who else got C?!"
"Kero!" a girl dressed all in green croaked, holding up her own slip labeled 'C.'
Himiko looked her over and grinned. "Alright. Let's go talk strategy," the blonde took the other girl's hand and dragged her a few feet away.
"We should do the same," Momo murmured, and she and Izuku moved away from the group as well. "Based on our quirks, it would probably be best if we stuck together, regardless of whether we're playing the heroes or the villains."
Izuku considered her for a moment before nodding. "Right. So, you make things with your quirk. You said that you have to know the molecular structure, right? So, you can't just make more of something if you have an example to work with?"
"Sadly, no," Momo shook her head.
Nodding, Izuku reached into the pouch at his side and dug out his phone. "And all you need is the molecular structure?"
"Well, molecular structure and what it's supposed to look like physically."
"And liquids?"
Momo smiled. "Much easier than solids," she confirmed.
Izuku: Hey Mei, are you busy?
Mei: Workshop time in class. What's up?
Izuku grinned and sent her his request. Mei's answer was quick and he turned to show the phone to Momo. "Does that work?"
"What is that?" she murmured, taking his phone and studying the picture sent.
The boy opened his mouth to answer, only for All Might to cut them off. "The first teams to fight will be…!" Everyone held their breath for a beat, before he pulled out two balls. In the man's right hand, he held a black ball labeled 'B.' In his left, a white ball labeled 'J.' "These guys! Team J will be the heroes, Team B will be the villains! Everyone else, head towards the monitor room!"
Izuku blinked as he considered the two boxes. "But wait, does that mean that each team will get a chance playing both sides?"
"Possibly," Momo murmured. "It looks like we're the bad guys this time."
Humming, Izuku sent her a smile. "Let's have fun with it."
"What did you have in mind?"
"Well, we'll need to see how the buildings and 'bombs' are set up, but since we're going first and playing as the defensive team, this gives us a huge advantage. He said there's a monitor room, so that means everyone else is going to be watching. After this round, everyone will know how it's supposed to go. The element of surprise for the actual building and props will be lost, so people can plan around that. For the first round, the hero team is going in completely blind and has no idea what to expect."
"Right," she nodded. "And with five minutes of setup…"
"So. Was that picture good enough?" Izuku asked. Momo held up her hand and created a drop of liquid, which fell to the ground between them.
"…For some reason, your smile is kind of scary," she chuckled. "I think I like it. You're right, it might be fun to be 'bad,'" the girl's lips pulled into a big smile of her own.