Chapter 41:
You ever just hate it when Christmas songs start on the radio during the start of November? Just me? Aight then.
"Don't worry, ye bimbo, he's upset that he pissed ya off." Trish pushed Camie towards the door. "He'll be happy to see ya again, trust me!"
The two gently opened the door and peeked inside to see where Izuku was. To their surprise, he was hanging out with Murry.
"Okay, seriously, dude, you shouldn't worry that much about Netorare," Izuku looked like he's in the middle of an explanation. Camie listened in, interested while Trish cringed at the mention of the genre. "It's not really anything realistic. I mean, seriously, what idiot would actually think you can simply steal someone's girl away with your dick? Seriously, think about it, Murry."
"Oh shit, this is one of the things I talk about with Izubro," Camie whispered to Trish, who refused to listen in on the conversation.
"I know man, but still…"
"Yeah, I'm not really interested in NTR either but at least I know that it's fiction. That's the problem, you can't win girls or guys over with your dick or vagina."
"I mean, can you explain the SIMP era along time ago?"
"You really think simps have a girlfriend? You're not really stealing them away if they don't have anyone in the first place. The thing is, not all guys are in it for the pussy. Most of the time, guys just want to get hugged or have someone with who they can feel vulnerable. People think guys only want sex, which we really don't. Admittedly, that's a minor desire that we can control, guy or girl, but the one thing we want the most is someone we could trust our feelings with."
"You're making a fair point there, homie."
"Besides, not all cheating is bad, unfortunately."
"Wait, what?"
"Think about it, an abusive boyfriend, or an abusive girlfriend. You can't dump them if they holding something over your head, but you could have a secret relationship behind their back. That's the only excuse that I'm willing to accept." Izuku thought about what he said for a moment before nodding. "Trust me, any other issue, like no satisfaction, or anything, you can talk it out with your partner, in the end, you either stay together, a little more understanding, or you end it there but stay as friends."
"How the fuck did you turn a hentai talk into some wholesome shit, homie?"
"I'm just saying, I'm not a fan of netorare but I don't judge the ones that are. I know that they know that you can't simply steal someone away with your dick or pussy in real life. Whoever managed to be stolen away just cause of the dick or pussy is either a dick-hungry bitch, or a simp."
"That's… a little relieving to hear."
"If you don't like the doujin, then why the fuck are you reading it? Just move on to the next one. Seriously, man, you don't have to force yourself to like netorare or any fucked up shit just to look cool. You're the coolest guy I know, Murry." Izuku patted his friend's shoulder.
"Aw man, thanks homie." Murry patted Izuku's head back.
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" Izuku turned around to the person screaming only to get kicked in the face by Trish. "DON'T YA DARE TALK ABOUT THAT AGAIN!"
"Holy shi- yo, chill out, homes." Murry quickly held Trish back. She's unironically angry this time, for some reason. Camie remembered why.
"Ay yo, bitch, calm your ass. Izubro's just discussing hentai with Murry."
"Camie?"
"Not now, Izubro, you need to calm Trish down."
"NTR IS THE WORST FUCKING GENRE!"
"Trish, calm the fuck down, sure, we won't talk about it." Murry settled her down the best way he can by making her catch a whiff of his marijuana form, effectively mellowing her out. "Jeez, the first time I saw her go ballistic over porn. She aight, Camie?"
"Something something mom ntrs dad something something." Camie quickly glossed over the details, which Murry and Izuku instantly understood.
"Screw this, I'm taking a shower." Izuku stood up from his place while massaging his cheek with a bruise brewing up.
"You haven't taken a shower?"
"Who showers during summer?"
Everybody except Izuku raised their hands.
"That…explains a lot of things," Camie said while slowly backing away. "For the record, I'm still mad at you for being an absolute dumbass and almost getting yourself AND your sister killed. We can talk about that after you take a shower."
Mexico…
"Would you remind me why you made me buy airplane tickets to Mexico again?" Momo asks Awase, who was busy inspecting a map along with Mineta and Cruz.
"Well, first being, you got the money and that you owe me. Another being, well, there's no other reason, since Cruz can speak Spanish, but it's convenient that you also took Spanish lessons when you were younger." Awase nonchalantly explained. "Also, because, we're here to take Cruz home. Or, at the very least, his last family member, that being his grandmother."
"Ah, I understand now. You want to reunite the boy with his last living relative?" Momo took a peek at the map. They were currently in a small town but it looked like the house will only take a little bit of walking to reach.
"I don't know what happened with my Abuela, nor do I know if she still lives in that place." The walk to the small suburban house was no problem. The rise of heroes was beneficial to Mexico, greatly lowering their crime rate. Up until the clown came along and killed a quarter of them.
"Are you ready for this, Cruz?" Mineta asked as they stood in front of the door. The boy nodded and rang the doorbell. There was shuffling to be heard behind the door and footsteps could be heard. An old woman with wrinkles on her face opened the door, looking at the teenagers before her, all confused to why they were here.
"Quiénes son ustedes?" The old woman asked, looking more tired than usual.
"Abuela, soy yo, Cruz," Cruz answered in Spanish. The old woman took a good look at him before her eyes widened, with life returning to it.
"CRUZ!" The old woman immediately hugged her grandson, finally seeing him again. Their conversation was too fast for Mineta, Yosetsu, and even Momo to catch on, but they could tell that it's heartwarming. They backed away for a bit, giving the two some space to talk. The old woman released Cruz from her hug and told them something.
"She's inviting you to come in." Cruz translated for them. They took off their shoes even when there's no need to and entered the house. It was filled with furniture and decorations, even small statues of various saints.
By the fireplace, there was a picture of what could be their entire family of more than 20 members, including a baby Cruz. In the middle was a younger version of Cruz's grandmother holding the baby. Now it only felt bittersweet, since, from Cruz's story, there's only a few of them left, but the one he's closest to after his parents were his grandma.
The old woman told them something and letting Cruz translate for her. "She's thanking you for saving me from the clown that killed…mom and dad."
The old woman said something again and Cruz's eyes widened, getting the curiosity of the three Japanese teenagers.
"Abuela!" Cruz exclaimed while saying something in high-speed Spanish that the three could barely understand. The old woman's face went from sad to stern immediately and all three knew that Cruz lost this argument. The kid turned to them with a sad look on their face.
"She…she wants me to stay with you." That announcement came as a shock to the three.
"¿Por qué?" Momo asked the woman in Spanish. Cruz answered for her.
"She could barely make ends meet her. She's not confident that she'd be able to support me growing up." Cruz replied sadly. The old woman held her grandson's shoulder, pleading for the three to take him with them when they return to Japan.
"This is unfair. They just got each other back." Mineta told his two companions while they huddled up.
"Yeah, no shit. We need to think of something…" Awase said while looking up to see the two Mexicans looking at them curiously.
"Hmm…" Momo was thinking to herself and suddenly got an idea.
The rich girl looked up and faced the two. She asked them something. The old woman nodded. She asked a few more things and Cruz's grandma answered again and again. It was the old woman's turn to ask Momo a question. Momo answered confidently. As if taken by her thoughts, the woman closed her eyes to think. She opened it again to look at her grandson, who had pleading eyes.
Cruz's grandma sighed before answering Momo's question.
Momo nodded and turned to look at Awase and Mineta. "She said she's good at taking care of the house. Seeing as how everything in this house is so clean despite her circumstances, I believe we found a lead caretaker that our family mansion needs. Of course, she'll be taking Japanese lessons, but I'll be funding that personally."
Cruz jumped immediately at Momo and gave her an attack hug.
"GRACIAS GRACIAS GRACIAS GRACIAS!" Cruz cried in relief while hugging the Japanese girl. Momo simply patted his head.
"Oi, Yaoyorozu." Momo turned to Awase, who called out to her. He smiled and gave her a thumbs up. "We worked our ass off to make sure he's safe but it's you who really helped reunite him with his family. Thanks."
"O-oh. You're welcome then." Momo's face flushed with red while turning away from him. Mineta noticed something but decided to ignore it. "W-Well, Cruz and his grandmother will be staying in the mansion's servant quarters, which are well maintained. Cruz will get his education, all paid by the Yaoyorozu family."
Back in Japan…
Izuku walked out of the shower with his towel still covering his lower half. To his surprise, Camie was waiting for him while leaning in the hallway. Awkward silence took over the room for five seconds before he decided to speak up.
"This is awkward."
"Please, Izubro, I've accidentally seen your dick at least twice."
"Then you know it's just average."
"Yeah. Yeah, it is." They were both silent again, secretly regretting their attempt at a conversation. It had never been like this before.
"I'm sorry." Izuku was the first to speak up again. Camie looked at him before looking down again, her face showing mixed feelings.
"I know." She replied in a low voice. "We both know I care a lot about you."
"Yeah. It's damn obvious. Even if I don't show it, I do too. I can't lose you. Not when Himiko is back. The three of us are back together, sort of."
"I'm just happy that she's back and angry that you acted like a dumbass back in Kamino," Camie said. "I'm still a little angry."
"Because you care a lot. Now, stop staring at my dick."
"Oh cmon, if I only cared about your dick, I wouldn't be as angry and I would be on my knees right now taking that into my mouth," Camie answered back with a smart. "These are not like those D Tier smutfics we used to make fun of, Izubro."
"...To be fair you exploited my drawing skills so that you and Himiko can sell off your doujins. That moment in my life is very scarring. Which reminds me, what you said in Kamino…"
"Ooookay, we're done here." Camie immediately pushed Izubro into his room and locked herself out. She does not want to talk about the fact that she confessed to him after smacking him hard at Kamino.
"How's the progress with the wankstain?" Camie turned around to see Trish and Murry by the hallway. They must have been listening in on their conversation. Trish had a big smirk on her face while Murry was looking away, a little embarrassed by how easy it was for the Scotswoman to convince him to eavesdrop with her.
"We're getting there. We're not entirely okay yet, ya know? This just sucks, fam."
"What doesn't suck?" Trish asked the rhetorical question while shrugging.
"Kenshi." Murry bluntly answered with the name of their wolf classmate.
"Fair point." Everyone agreed on that statement. "I'm gonna take some rest. Me lungs are acting like sacks of shit since my breakdown."
"You should have started resting at your house, Trish."
"It gets lonely there…"
"Ah."
UA BATTLE FACILITY
Katsuki and Ojiro entered from the same entranceway. They already picked the place and preferred not to have any crowd in here. This had been a long time coming. Their awaited rematch.
"You could just drop the title to me."
"Fuck off. You can take it if you can beat me."
"Not if. When." Ojiro answered back. Katsuki rolled his eyes as they both entered the ring. Their agreed set rules are that they'll keep going until one either submits or gets knocked out. Quirks are also allowed. Recovery Girl is in the other room, looking closely at the tv screen. The two were already firm that they wanted a rematch, and it's better that she accepts rather than refuse and make them fight somewhere unsafe.
"Ready when you are." Ojiro was busy doing warm-ups from the other side of the ring. Katsuki did a little bit more stretching.
"You better not regret this."
"I mean, it is a little flattering that you consider me a way more difficult opponent than Todoroki."
"Icyhot bastard? Bitch is too much of a pussy to go all out anyway. At least you keep me on the edge with your surprises." Both have now finished their warm-ups. They're already in their battle stance. "Wouldn't you mind ringing the bell, Ojiro?"
"Alright." Ojiro raised his arms and mimicked himself ringing a bell. "Ding. Ding."
"LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
{- To Be Continued...
Next Chapter: Bakugou vs Ojiro II
Online classes were a little bitch but I write when I can. Though, this may be a little lackluster.
Bakugou: Make up for it on your other story.
Yeah, that might take a little bit of a long time. Just so happens that I'm available today to finish it with a cliffhanger.
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