Good morning/afternoon/evening everyone, Guy here, and here's another chapter. It's been some time since the last update, I know, but I had to take some time away from writing. You know when you can't make progress on something so you leave it alone for some time and return later? Well, finally got it done, had to remake half of it because it felt like trash and all. Anyway, the saga of our cinnamon roll keeps going. To the story!
Deadlock
She walked through the noisy cafeteria with a spring in her feet. Nejire easily spotted the green-haired teen in the midst of the crowd, specifically the large group of girls surrounding him on the nearby tables. 1-A on one side and 1-B on the other. The girls chatted happily and if you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't notice that their focus of attention was the emerald child. To our blue-haired curious girl, however, it was not only painfully visible but also extremely interesting.
Nejire heard about this, making up in your head that two people are a couple or something like that. She never had a lot of interest in shipping, at least compared to the girls from her class. Even back at middle school, some of her friends insisted that she should go out with that one senpai from the soccer team, but she didn't see why. Now she understood why they liked it so much, it was fun to imagine Midoriya and one of these lovestruck girls together, what would they do, if they would be open about it or not. She tried to discuss the topic with Amajiki but that apparently triggered his anxiety reaction. Something to do with regret and never getting to deliver something. She made a mental note to talk with him about that later.
Now, it was time for Nejire to be bold and try again. She smiled at the thought. No one has ever rejected her before. Sure, she never asked someone before either, but a lot of boys and girls asked her out. She held a little fame of Unreachable Princess around the school but Nejire honestly didn't do that to be mean. She just didn't think it would be fun at the time, and she understood that both parts had to be committed to this. That's how things worked, right?
"Hmm, will he say no again? Or maybe we can go out if I asked the girls nicely~" As she entertained her thoughts, Nejire approached the tables, standing a few steps away and curiously observing the group interacting.
Uraraka and Jiro sat on both sides of Midoriya, the latter lending him an earphone so he could listen to something on her phone, while the brunette happily ate some mochi. Next to them, Ashido and Hagakure gossiped about who knows what with the lizard girl from 1-B on the other table. It must be something related to beauty as the pink-skinned girl pointed an accusing finger towards Hatsume, who spat out some of her tea and covered her chest area. On the other table, Tokage showed off her quiet friend Kodai, even groping her "assets" to demonstrate the proof. The cold queen, of course, didn't mind much, eliciting Yaoyorozu, Kendo, and Shiozaki to shake their heads. Tsuyu stared with a blank expression across the table, finding the gaze of the silver-haired ghost girl. Yanagi simply gave a wave before returning to the thick tome in hands. Finally, Komori happily chatted with Tsunotori, and Nejire noticed how the blondie would steal a glance at the green cinnamon roll when no one was looking. Well, almost no one. Let there be known too that on another adjacent table, great waves of envy rose from a perverted midget and a living phone charger.
"I-it's not my fault they are so big! I didn't ask for this" hatsume said in her defense as Ashido kept teasing/flaunting the clear advantage the young genius had over the average girl.
"You say that but you don't twice before picking these tank tops that show everything," Ashido said, being bold and pulling down the hem of Hatsume's black tank top a little.
"O-oi!"
"I'm telling you, Ashido-san, size is not everything," Tokage said, once again groping Kodai's chest area to show her point. "The format is very important, you know, and Kodai here got the perfect measures~"
"I didn't ask to be like this either" Kodai commented without much emotion in her voice.
"Tokage-san, please refrain from acting so licentiously," Said the vine girl, trying to keep her friend under control.
"Hah? What are you talking about? You do have some good surprises under that shirt, right?" The green-haired girl then changed her target and moved to "prove" her theories but Kendo held her in place.
"I think it is enough, right, Tokage?" She asked with an uneasy smile. Truth is, she kind of felt a little behind on that matter, especially compared to her technical rival from 1-A, Yaoyorozu.
"Heh, if you're so confident, why don't we get an outsider's opinion, right, Midoriya-kun?~"
"Pffft!"
Ashido held a sly grin as Midoriya looked back in panic. He heard some of the talks and now he got dragged into it. This would be no problem under certain circumstances, but here in the cafeteria, where everyone could see and hear him?
"W-w-what do you mean, A-Ashido-san?" He faked innocence, looking at her with pleading eyes and hoping she would give up on making him go through this embarrassment.
"Come on, Muscles, you must have a preference. Every guy does" She kept going on and now he could feel not only the stares of the girls upon him but also his friends on the other table and some of the guys from 1-B. Internally, Nana laughed her head off as usual, at the expense of his social awkwardness.
"Umm, I think that this is not the most important thing, right?" He tried a more diplomatic approach.
"No no, I want to know too, what do you like, Midori-kun?" Jiro sent him the glare of someone whose sore spot has been hit, but it only served to mask the smile in her lips she could barely contain.
On the boy's table, Kaminari leaned as close as he could to hear the girls talking while Mineta angrily chewed some hard cookies, staring daggers at the green-haired teen.
A few exchanges of looks were enough for the girls to decide it was enough teasing with poor Midoriya, so Ashido defused this bomb calling it all a joke.
"Well, in that case, I think I fall somewhere in the middle, right?"
Well, Ashido wanted to defuse, but someone joined the discussion. Someone with blue hair. Nejire, always holding her bright smile, made her way into the two tables and into the discussion, surprising most of them.
"Oh, hello Hado-senpai. Ribbit"
"Hello, everyone~ I see you're having a lot of fun together" Nejire greeted them. Then her eyes fell upon Midoriya, who waved quietly, still inside in his bubble of shyness. "Hi, Midoriya-kun~ So, did you think about my request yet?"
"Your… request?" He parroted, confused by her sudden question.
"Yes! I was hoping you would be free this weekend, even if we don't get to exit the campus" She went on, making the girls curious about what was she talking about.
"Umm, sorry senpai, but I can't remember of you asking me anything at all" He admitted a little guilty.
"Don't be silly, you said you would give it some serious thought, didn't you? I know it was late at night but it wasn't enough that you couldn't remember, right?~"
"Hold up. Late at night…?" Uraraka raised a suspicious eyebrow while looking back and forth between the bluenette and the green teen.
"Didn't she ask to get laid with you that other night?" Sounded the feminine voice inside Midoriya's head.
"Not now, Nana-san. Wait… uh oh," His eyes widened in realization.
"Hai~ So, Midoriya-kun, will you go out with me on a date this weekend?" There, she did it. Nejire asked Midoriya out on a date, in front of all his classmates, smiling and all bubbly.
Needless to say, every girl on the tables had a look of shock in their faces, mixed with different levels of incredulity and even some insult. On the adjacent tables, Tetsutetsu, Shishida, Awase, and Kaibara almost snapped their necks, looking around in shock. Did she really ask Midoriya out? Midoriya Izuku, the guy Kendo was unofficially dating already? On the other "boy's table", Kaminari short-circuited and Mineta banged his head on the table in frustrations, crying blood tears. Kirishima and Sero exchanged unbelieved looks, while Tokoyami simply closed his eyes and crossed arms, followed by Dark Shadow sprouting and doing the same pose. Iida went stiff like a plank and Shoji took some distance as Bakugo started to grind his teeth and small explosions went off on his palms.
back to the girls, Nejire stared at the sitting teen with expectant eyes, and Midoriya simply had nowhere to look at. Scratching his head nervously and with a shaky smile, he tried to make his way out of that mess.
"Well, you see, senpai..."
"Hmm? Did you really forget? But you promised me you would consider it" She said, a small hint of sadness in her voice. Midoriya winced internally as the situation aggravated.
"Oops, looks like you're in big trouble now, kid"
"You don't say. Can I at least make it less bad?"
"I don't know, why don't you try refusing again? It worked last time, right? I mean, she did come again but-"
"Oh… so senpai has her eyes on Deku-kun..."
This voice was the one he didn't want to hear. The sweet yet menacing tone Uraraka used on certain occasions. It normally meant bad news for him, so Midoriya couldn't help but shiver a bit.
"Umm, Uraraka-san, I-"
"I see~ Hado-senpai, may I know when did you ask Midoriya out?" Now Yaoyorozu was on it too. She had her hands together with a gentle smile and her eyes closed, but he could almost see the dark aura flaring up.
In fact, Nejire could sense these bad intentions aimed at her from a mile away. She didn't want to put Midoriya into problems, but she found it hard to resist and provoke him and his friends. Besides, she honestly wanted to know if he could date her or not. There was no point in hiding it.
"Oh, a few nights ago I went to your dorms. Midoriya-kun and I had a small chat and I asked him out, but he totally rejected me," She faked a whine at the end. "So I asked him to at least consider going out in the future. So, what do you say, Midoriya-kun?" She turned back to him, and right now Midoriya was apparently trying to will himself out of existence, even if just for a moment.
"Wow, Hado-senpai came all the way to ask to go out with you, Midoriya-chan. You must be a lucky guy..." Hagakure commented, followed by Ashido, Tsuyu, and Jiro.
"Yeah, a lucky guy..."
"Ribbit, a lucky guy indeed..."
"A very, very lucky guy..."
"Late at night, late at night, late at night, late at night..." Uraraka mumbled non stop in a low voice.
"Aah, it's over. Mom, I might not last much longer..."
"For real now, even if they get mad at you, what can they do? No sex for a month? Because I have serious doubts about the self-control of these horny young ladies"
"Can… can someone die of too much sex?"
"You're probably going to find you at some point in the future. Go get them, tiger!~"
"S-senpai, about that, I have to say-"
"H-Hado-senpai!" Another person cut him, getting the attention of everyone around.
Tsunotori flinched once she became the new focus. She remained silent until now during this slow-motion train wreck mostly because she wasn't sure if she could or should intervene, but seeing Midoriya getting pushed into this situation, and knowing how he wanted to never let others down, the blondie decided to act. She wished it wasn't via such an outburst, but she kind of panicked.
"Hello, umm, Tsunotori-san, right?" The blue-haired girl turned around, her bright smile never fading. "What is it?~" It was kinda intimidating when she thought a little about it.
"Well, senpai, you see… you… you can't date him, you know..." The last phrase barely came out audible as her voice died out.
"Hmm?"
"You can't… you can't date Midoriya-san, senpai" Tsunotori willed herself to speak louder and clearer.
"Huh, why do you say that?" Nejire tilted her head to the side, one finger poking her cheeks.
"Because… because..." With everyone looking at her, Kendo included, it became much harder for the short blondie to put her thoughts into words. She hesitated a bit, then inhaled and closed her eyes.
"S-senpai can't go out and date Midoriya-kun because he already has a girlfriend!"
"Oh? He has?"
Yes! M-Midoriya-san is Kendo's boyfriend, a-and I'm Kendo's friend and his f-friend too, so I can't let you go out with him! I know he is an awesome person and I'm sure you can see that but he is with Kendo a-and if you keep insisting he'll feel guilty and… and… and… you cant'! You definitely can't" With all that pressure on her, Tsunotori's English slipped, but she delivered her message.
Now, while most of the students present got only some of the words blurted out in a spree, Nejire shone a warm smile, clasping her hands together and nodding happily.
"I see. So he has someone already. Well, you could have told me before, Midoriya-kun" She said, apparently unphased by this fact.
"Eh? Senpai, did you get everything Tsunotori-chan said?" Komori asked with a surprised face.
"Not everything, but I can understand her feelings"
"M-m-my feelings?!"
"Umu, I can understand when someone is there to help his friends. Oh well, what a shame" Nejire said nonchalantly, turning around to Midoriya once again. "It seems we won't go on our date so soon then, Midoriya-kun" The green teen laughed nervously, finding the oddly pacific stares of his girlfriends as he looked away shyly.
"Well, I should be going now. Bye, Midoriya-kun~ Bye, everyone~" And so Nejire left, as casually as she got in here, leaving the poor teen surrounded by the stares of his beloved ones. If the situation didn't drain the blood from his face, he would be the perfect impersonation of a tomato right now.
In the 1-B table, the guys looked at each other, and Awase decided to voice the question they all had in mind.
"So… are they official now?"
"It is irrelevant by this point," Kuroiro said, quickly going back to mind his business.
Meanwhile, another person tried to will herself out of existence. Tsunotori really didn't know what came over her. She had no idea why but… something about this situation left her unsettled. Something about Nejire-senpai asking Midoriya out bothered her, and she wasn't entirely sure it was because of Kendo. What did Komori say before when they were talking? Ah yes, was it okay to be close to a person even if they had someone else already in their lives? Well, what are best friends besides exactly this? So what, did she want to become Midoriya's best friend?
"It wouldn't be bad, but..."
"Alright, that's it for today. Before you go, I'll remind you again of the next Hero Work-Study. The papers for the agencies must be submitted until the weekend for approval" Aizawa-sensei clarified in his usual tired manner, before leaving the classroom and his students.
As soon as the scruffy man left the scene, said students turned around and started to chat about their plans again. Some discussed what Agencies they pretended to go and what pro heroes they would work with. Also, Bakugo and Todoroki appeared on TV recently as they stopped a group of villains right after getting their provisional licenses. As expected, the explosive teen left a pretty strong impression.
With the cold of winter, came the animosity of the holidays. Sure, their winter break wouldn't exactly be the time to slack off but at least they had the Christmas party to breathe a little between constant hero training and the always elusive tests from their homeroom teacher.
"Each one can bring something to eat, and we can exchange gifts! What do you think, Midoriya? Um, Midoriya? Bro?" Kirishima nudged the green-haired teen sitting next to him, as Midoriya seemed to space out.
"What?... Oh, sorry, what was that?" He asked looking around. Kirishima quirked one eyebrow before resting one hand on his shoulder, offering a sympathetic smile.
"I think you are the one who needs it the most, right?"
"I'm fine, ah haha… about the gifts, umm, that's a nice idea"
The chat resumed but Midoriya still tuned out a bit. It wasn't as if he didn't have any interest in helping, but this was an opportunity for him to balance things out. So, what could he do to maximize the time he spent with each of his girls? That "talk" with Uraraka was still pretty fresh in his memory and considering the recent event with Hado-senpai, he was in for a wild ride if he didn't handle the situation with care. He would need a good and well-thought plan as the Work-Study would pretty much prevent him from seeing the girls for some time, and that meant two things: longing and pent up sexual frustration.
"Yeah, imagine how sad these poor ladies will feel not having their precious Deku around"
"Sadness is not the only emotion going on but yes, you're on the right track, Nana-san"
"Well, you could always leave a goodbye gift"
"Oh, that sounds nice, but what could I get to them? Actually, finding something unique to each girl would be a little time-consuming..."
"Oh, and who said it has to be this kind of gift?~"
"Uh… why I don't like where you're going with this?"
"How about this, a goodbye fuck? I bet they would love it~"
"It feels a bit counterproductive when the goal is making them not miss me so much"
"That's what you get for building this beautiful harem, Izuku"
"It's not like I did that on purpose, you know..."
"Aw, ain't you the cutest thing? No wonder they love you so much! Speaking of which, I didn't comment on that at the time but boy, your senpai is a bold girl. I like her"
"~sigh~ I wish Hado-senpai wouldn't be so upfront about everything. Then again, it wouldn't be senpai at all"
"Have you considered making another fine addition to your collection?~"
"N-n-not really"
"We both know this is a lie, Izuku"
Before he could mentally reply, Midoriya got dragged back to reality again. This time Todoroki was the one waving a hand in front of him.
"O-oh, yes, Todoroki-kun?"
The half-cold-half-hot teen looked at him with his neutral expression for a moment before repeating himself.
"About the gift exchange, Midoriya..."
"Yes…?"
Todoroki made a pause and stared deep inside his eyes before continuing, leaving Midoriya a little nervous. Did he miss something?
"Should we include her too?" Todoroki asked cautiously.
It took the green teen a while to understand who he was talking about. Of course, Himiko… before he knew it, Midoriya's eyes wandered to the general direction of the crazy blondie's desk, at the back of the class. Lo and behold, there she was, sitting in her corner completely isolated, looking through the window with her chin resting in one hand. Himiko seemed completely absorbed in her own world, or perhaps she was more aware than anyone in the class because after a moment focusing on her figure, her eyes moved and her head turned slightly, glancing back at Midoriya. He looked away turning back to his friends, who also looked at him with concern in their faces. Even Todoroki, the king of blank faces, looked worried about him.
"Umm, honestly, I don't know if that's a good idea but..." Midoriya hesitated, as the uncertainty about that insane person kept boiling deep inside himself. "maybe we should try to include everyone" He said nervously, scratching the back of his head. The stares kept focused on him, making him even more anxious.
"I-I mean, even if it is her… everyone feels a little lonely something, don't you think?"
He didn't know what he wanted to accomplish by doing that. It wasn't like a party and a gift would make Himiko a better person, or erase all her wrongdoings. Still, he wondered if there was at least a tiny piece of a normal person buried somewhere inside this supposedly former villain. Regardless of the success, his friends seemed willing to make an effort. Todoroki nodded with a short "I see", while the rest of the group agreed in a more energetic manner.
"That's very manly, bro," Kirishima said, encouraging Midoriya with a toothy grin.
"There might be light even in the darkest of the nights" Tokoyami added quietly.
"It is very nice of you, Midoriya-chan" Hagakure said, sitting next to him and lightly hugging his arm.
The group of teens kept discussing more details about the party, but if they paid a little more attention to their surroundings, they would notice the occasional glance towards Midoriya. Himiko returned to look at the sky through the window, and a smile slowly formed in her lips.
Late at night, Midoriya was ready to leave his room when he received a message. Leaping from the balcony, he looked it up as he moved through the dark campus. He stopped in his tracks once he saw who sent it. Nemuri wanted to see him. Like, right now.
"Weird... okay, I got time"
And so he changed his goal to their secret love nest.
"Oh, are you going to leave the short blondie waiting for you all night?"
"What? No, of course not"
"But Nemuri called you. In the middle of the night. You know what that means~"
"She said she wanted to discuss something. Plus, she would definitely tease me if she had anything planned"
"You're awfully relaxed for someone at your position, Izuku"
"It doesn't have to end in sex every time I'm with a woman, Nana-san. And Nemuri wouldn't mind if we skipped one night. Right...?"
"If you say so..."
In no time he was inside the building, walking quietly down the hallway. The door slid open and the first thing he saw was the woman sitting on the large white couch in the side of the room. Nemuri's head perked up as she heard the faint sound and instantly smiled as she spotted Midoriya coming inside.
"There you are, my love. Did I wake you up?"
"Actually, I was about to go to sleep" Not the truth but in his defense, he actually had some extra homework to do today.
"I feel the need to ask, do any of your ladies know about your little escapades with little miss America?"
"Umm..."
"Yeah, thought so"
"So, you had something to discuss with me?" He asked, sitting next to her on the couch and crossing his legs.
"Yes. I have a proposal for you, Izuku"
"Uuh, she wants to make it official~"
"What? What do you mean by-"
"Marriage!"
"Pffft!"
"Everything alright, Honey?" She asked a little concerned about the sudden reaction.
"Y-yeah, everything is fine" "Can you at least stop laughing, Nana-san?" Midoriya tried to ignore the laughs echoing in his mind while maintaining a neutral face. "And what proposal would it be?"
"Well, it's a little sudden but..." Nemuri started, having a kinda serious tone in her voice. She seemed to be pondering about something, which actually made Midoriya a bit anxious.
"Hold up, really?"
"Ooh, here it comes, Izuku. She's about to get down in one knee!"
"Nemuri wouldn't do that, not now. Would she...?!"
"I mean, kneeling down could be for something else if you get me~"
"Please don't do this, I can almost feel you winking at me"
"~sigh~ I won't hurt to give you the option. Here" Nemuri broke him out of his thoughts with Nana, handing the young man a small letter. It was short and straight to the point.
"I'm being invited to… Ryukyu's Agency?"
"Yes, Ryuko sent me this after confirming that her Agency would accept students for the Hero Work-Study. It's not exactly a formal invitation but I thought it wouldn't hurt asking you"
"Oh, I see"
Midoriya read the small letter a second time. Ryukyu asked Nemuri if he would be willing to work at her agency during the winter break. It wasn't unheard of students receiving invitations from pro heroes due to their performances at events like the Sports Festival, and she was involved in the operation to take down the Shie Hassaikai. Still, her asking specifically for him and having Nemuri to personally make the proposal, it made him a little curious.
"I suppose you would like to work at Nighteye Agency again since you are familiar with them"
"Yeah, I made a call for Centipeder-san when Aizawa-sensei told us about the Work-Studies, but he said they were busy with a lot of organization and work. Gran Torino is also busy with other matters, so, for now, I still don't have a place to go"
"I'm not telling you should go just because Ryuko asked, but her Agency is a good place. It's not exactly your style but I'm sure she has a few things to teach you"
Midoriya nodded silently. They remained silent for a moment before he turned to her again, deciding to ask what was in his mind.
"Do you know why she asked specifically for me, Nemuri?"
Nemuri crossed her arms, trying to formulate an answer.
"Not really, she didn't mention it, and I didn't ask either. Hmm, Ochako and Tsuyu also worked with her before, right? Maybe they mentioned you or something"
Midoriya looked at the offer again. The tenth best hero in Japan had personally asked him to work at her Agency, and he currently had no other options, so what reasons he had to decline?
"I will accept it, then"
"Really? Nice, don't forget to submit the forms. I'll let her know you said yes"
"Working with Ryukyu, huh? In a way, that's pretty cool. She IS in the top ten after all. Tokoyami returned a lot stronger after his time with Hawks, and I wonder if Todoroki would go to Endeavor's Agency..."
"That's cool and all but, did she have to tell you this right now?" Huh, Nana's question actually made Midoriya wonder too.
"But, Nemuri, couldn't you have told me this afternoon or-" As he turned to look at her, Nemuri had removed her pants and was halfway from taking off her blouse. She casually tossed her clothes back one by one, quirking one eyebrow when she noticed his surprised look.
"What? Did you really think I called you here just for that?~" Now only in her purple underwear, Nemuri slowly crawled towards the teen, getting on top of him.
"W-well, you see, I was hoping to get some sleep tonight. You know, tests and all-"
"Aw, just one night won't hurt, right?~ Plus, it has been so long since we had some fun, just the two of us. I miss my favorite boy~" She said, caressing his cheeks and lucking her lips seductively. Meanwhile, Midoriya tried to move from under her, until his backs met the end of the couch.
"I know we haven't spend a lot of time together, just us, but I'll make it up to you, I promise"
"Oh, I know you will. But I'm getting this in advance anyways~"
Before he could come up with another argument, his phone vibrated quicky. As he reached to pick it up, Nemuri snatched the device from his hands, despite his protest.
"Hmm, isn't Tsunotori that blond girl from class 1-B? The one with horns?"
"Umm, yes...?" He answered nervously.
"Why don't you explain to me what does she mean by 'hey, you coming tonight'?" Nemuri asked, turning the screen to him.
"You see… that is… I just… It's not what it looks like"
"~sigh~ That is the worst phrase to say in that kind of situation, Izuku"
"She's right, you know"
"A little help would be welcome, Nana-san"
"Sorry, you're alone on that one, kid"
"Go on. Answer her" Nemuri said, handing the phone to him. He hesitantly reached for it and Nemuri pulled it back one time, giving him a stare before putting it on his hand. He quickly typed something and she immediately demanded to see it. Hey. Sorry, I can't go this time. Shortly after came a reply. Oh really? did something happen? are you okay?
"So, did something happen, Izuku? Are you okay?" She asked him, crossing her arms and straddling his waist.
"Ne… Nemuri… we were just, ah… we're not having sex if that's what you're thinking"
"Well, that doesn't sound suspicious at all, right?"
"Why don't you tell her that you were going to see the girl in cosplay and read manga, watch some anime together? She would understand, right?"
"Yeah, but… I promised Tsunotori I wouldn't tell anyone"
"Oh, Izuku, you're so precious, yet so dumb sometimes"
"So, let me get this straight. By 'planning to sleep tonight', you meant meeting with this girl, and I'll guess that no one else knows about it"
"When you say it like that, it does sound like a bad call..."
"You don't say? And how many 'sleep nights' you had already, mister?"
"Umm, more than one…?"
Nemuri sighed and shook her head slowly, focusing her eyes on him again.
"Listen, Honey, I don't mind much if you want to expand this lovely harem, as long as everyone is fine and you're happy, but there are two things I want to make clear. One, I don't like lies and I don't like people doing things behind my back. Two, you better not bite more than you can chew because you know them well I won't be satisfied easily. It that clear?~" And as she said the last part, Nemuri bent over to rest on his chest, one hand sliding down and grasping his private part firmly.
"Y-yes!" Right now Midoriya's state was a mix of intimidated and aroused, and he couldn't help but feel himself get hard as her body pressed against his. However, a part of him still worried about Tsunotori and their secret meeting. "Can… can you please keep that between us, Nemuri?"
"Hah? Are you really asking me that now, Izuku?"
"It's really important. I would tell you if I could, I'm not trying to hide anything from you, seriously"
She took a minute to consider and then sighed, shaking her head again.
"Alright, I won't tell anyone, but you better be ready, Sweetheart. The next weeks will be a wild ride for you~" Leave it to Nemuri to threaten him with pleasure.
With sky blue eyes burning with lust, Nemuri quickly got rid of the clothes in the way of her delicious midnight snack, teasing Izuku by running her fingers over his skin, gently clawing here and squeezing there. Before she could go further, his phone vibrated again, but this time it was a call. Izuku looked between the screen and the woman on top of him, and she simply motioned her head so he would pick it up. Swallowing dry, Izuku pressed the button.
"Hello?"
"M-Midoriya-san? Sorry to call you like this, I was, uh, I don't know… is… is everything alright? You didn't reply"
"Ah, yes. I'm- ah~" He covered his mouth in panic as a moan escaped his mouth. Looking down, Nemuri locked eyes with him and he watched in shock as she put one finger over her lips, wrapping her other hand around his hard member, not even trying to hide her sadic smile.
"Was that-"
"I'm fine! I'm totally, completely- f… fine~" He struggled to contain his voice, but Nemuri wasn't giving him any space, licking the tip of his dick licking a lollipop, then sucking it while jerking him off.
"Okay then. Anyway, umm, what about tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow?"
"Yeah, do you think we can-"
"Ah- T-tomorrow will be difficult" Just by her look and the way she sucked him was enough to pass the message.
"Oh, so… next week, maybe?"
"Next week? I uh- fu- S-sorry, that won't do either"
"... Umm, I suppose you're busy then. Not that it is your fault! I just… I kinda wanted to watch something with you… but we can do that whenever you're free"
"Yeah, su… sure. I'll be a little busy for the next week- ah~ two weeks- mmm~ maybe three?~ I- I'll tell you when, I promise...!"
"O-oh. Alright… We could… at least meet for that cosplay I got here-"
"Yes! Sure. Look, I need to go now, see ya later, good night, Tsunotori-san...!" And so he ended then call, already feeling near his limit. The more the talk went on, the more Nemuri sucked him. Right now she had his entire length sliding in and out her mouth, her tongue wrapping around the head every time she bobbed her head up. Izuku would die inside if he let Tsunotori hear him moaning over that call.
"Wow, I'm so proud of you. You made a good job holding back" Nemuri made a pause to look comment on that, giving Izuku a few seconds to breathe.
"Damn it, Nemuri, did you really have to- fuck~" And just like that she went down on him again, moving her hand up and down at the base of his cock while sucking the rest, poking it against her cheeks, moving her tongue in circles around the tip and shoving the entire thing inside her mouth, touching the base with her lips, always keeping her eyes locked on his.
Izuku breathed heavily, feeling the energy surge course through his body, but before he could release his load, Nemuri quickly got up and let go of him, leaving the boy hanging on the edge, breathless and looking surprised at her.
"Not so fast, Honey~ Naughty boys deserve to be punished~"
"She's on sadistic mode, Izuku"
"Oh no..."
"Oh yes!~"
And just like that, Nemuri left Izuku on the verge of exploding at least three more times, teasing him further by fingering herself right in front of him. She didn't even allow him to fondle her breasts, groping her mounds under the purple bra that was begging to be removed. After savoring every second of Izuku staring at her with desperation in his eyes, Nemuri finally gave up on torturing him like this.
"Do I have your attention now, Honey?~"
He nodded vigorously, his hips shaking and ready to act. Such an eager response fuelled the sadist inside her even more, so she slowly removed her panties, one leg at a time. She hovered above him, inviting Izuku to remove her bra, and so he did, as quickly as he could. As soon as her breasts were freed, he went to cup them, sucking at one nipple while fondling the other. Nemuri moaned and purred, caressing his head as if he was her pet. Then, she sat up in his lap again, his throbbing dick rubbing against her plump asscheeks.
"Do you still want to sleep?~ We can stop now, you know?" Izuku responded by holding her waist firmly. "Oh, is that so?~ Well, I think my naughty boy got enough punishment tonight, right?~"
She lifted herself up, resting her hands on his chest, guided his length to her soaked slit, and pushed herself all the way down in one single and fast motion, letting a sharp moan escape her lips while Izuku grunted in pleasure. He was so much on the edge he immediately sent sparks flying, so Nemuri stood in place for a while.
"Oops, let's not rush things, shaw we?~"
"F-fuck!~ Nemuri, just let me-"
"Ah ah ah~ You don't give the calls this time, mister. Now be a good boy and enjoy the warmth of my pussy~" She leaned forward, pressing her breasts against his chest.
"Don't you love it?~ My warm walls wrapping around you like this?~" She slowly made a circle with her hips, getting low moans from the teen under her. "I'm so wet, Izuku~ Wet and aching for you to fuck me, ever since I saw you enter through that door~ And you were planning to leave me like that? I'm no high school girl but I'll get angry~"
"I told you- fuck~ I'm not having- hah~ fuck, Nemuri~ Let me go already~"
"I know you're not a selfish person, Honey, and I like that, but just for tonight, I'll be greedy and have you all to myself~"
She swayed her hips more before moving them up and down. Nemuri Sucked at the base of his neck, leaving red marks on his skin and even nibbling the tip of his ears. Izuku held her asscheeks firmly, his fingers sinking into her smooth skin like marshmallows, and started to thrust his hips, moving in sync with her. Nemuri moaned close to his ears, ruffling his green locks as he pounded her faster and faster. Izuku sparked up again, going at max speed and wrapping his arms around her waist. Just when he reached his limit, going as deep as possible inside Nemuri, she locked his lips into a deep passionate kiss, letting the moans of her orgasm echo inside his mouth.
They broke up gasping for air, but Nemuri didn't give him any time to recover since Izuku was still rock hard. She grabbed his wrists and brought them to his sides, adding up to the feeling of domination. Still feeling the pleasure of cumming, Nemuri began to bounce up and down, moaning louder as she was pretty sensitive. Izuku, also dazed by the climax, slowly moved his hips in a messy manner until the got into it again, him holding her waist to help her move, and her posing with both hands behind her head, her breasts jiggling around freely. Then, Nemuri grabbed his shoulders and pushed Izuku over her, still connected down there, and raised both legs together.
"Come on, Honey~ Make me see stars~"
Obeying like a faithful pet, Izuku held her ankles up a little bit more, effectively bending her over. Impressive how Nemuri was amazingly flexible, despited her toned muscles hiding under her flawless skin. Sure, she wasn't as flexible as Tsuyu or Setsuna, but still, it never ceased to impress him. They all impressed him.
Leaning forward a bit, Izuku thrust faster and faster, hugging her legs and reaching for her boobs with one hand while Nemuri moaned, biting her lower lip seductively. It wasn't exactly an M-type, as Izuku knew how to take the initiative, but something about him fucking her like this because she said so triggered all the right feelings inside her. Izuku sparked up again, then spread her legs apart, leaning forward more and going deeper inside her pussy. He grunted in pleasure, often calling her name mixed with the moans. Nemuri then cupped his cheeks, keeping their eyes locked. One final thrust and izuku came a second time along with Nemuri, his hot seed splashing inside her and pouring out mixed with her juices.
He moved to sit and rest a little, but Nemuri followed, keeping them connected. She then turned around, putting his backs against the couch and looking over her shoulder with a lustful grin.
"You may give the other girls the ride of their lives, but you're still not enough to tire me so fast, Honey~" "Although you get closer and closer each time. Ah~ I'm kinda scared of what you will become in the future. I might get seriously addicted~"
"Oh yeah? Then I should keep trying, right?~"
"Damn right, we're not nearly done with fucking~"
The dark purple-haired woman slowly moved her hips in circles, teasing the teen under her a little before she started to bounce on his lap. Izuku planted his hands on her ass, rubbing her cheeks and pushing Nemuri further down on his cock. Soon they picked up the pace, and Nemuri leaned back, giving more space to move and thrust his hips up. Each push shook her hot core and Nemuri didn't hold back her moans, while Izuku grunted under her. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he went full speed, ramming her pussy nonstop while she rubbed her clit with one hand. Nemuri let herself drown in her senses, the strong arms around her waist preventing her from moving away, his heavy breath against her neck, his labored moans that sounded so cute and sexy at the same time… and his amazing dick going all the way up inside her, giving her pleasure in ways that she simply couldn't only by herself.
Izuku held firmly on her thighs and pulled Nemuri closed to him, as much as he could, before cumming again. She cried for his name before letting her body rest on top of his, reaching back to ruffle his green locks. Then, Nemuri rolled over, still being on top of him.
"You know I love you, don't you?"
Looking a little lost between the sudden question and the high from just now, Izuku quirked an eyebrow.
"Yes, why?"
"I won't keep you on a leash- even though I would love to~ but I want you to be more aware of the effect you have on the women around you," She said, stroking his cheeks with the back of her hand.
"Umm, I don't do that on purpose..."
"Yes, I know. Which is why I think you're a national treasure. Even if you have the purest of the intentions… at least try not to be so likable. It's a strange thing to say, but I can't find better words to explain"
"Are you telling me to not be friendly to girls?"
"No… yes- at least keep some distance, okay?"
"And… what if I'm already close to someone? Relatively speaking"
Nemuri sighed, already guessing what that could entail in the future.
"I guess it can't be helped then. Go ahead and add the shorty from 1-B, it would only make sense by this point"
"I-it's not like that, really! We're just good friends, Nemuri"
"Sure. And I'm the Easter Bunny" She said, rolling her eyes.
"I'm telling you, Tsunotori doesn't see me in that way"
"Is that a fact or your conclusion. Oh, speaking of which, I do have a bunny suit"
"Wait, really?" He asked as she sat upon his lap.
"Yeah, I got it for a Halloween party and never used it since. I wonder if it still fits… wanna see me in it?~" Nemuri asked seductively.
Before he could form proper words, her answer came in a more… physical manner. She felt his still hard member rub against her ass, making her lick her lips lustfully.
"Oh, still full of energy, I see. How I love the youth~"
"We both know I can't get tired that easily" He replied shyly, then made a 180 in personality by grabbing her asscheeks and spreading them.
Nemuri leaned forward again, kissing Izuku on the lips while guiding his length to her asshole. Izuku teased her a little, rubbing his shaft and poking with the tip, then he went all the way in. Nemuri shuddered at the sensation of being penetrated there, relishing every moment as he slowly went deeper. They started to move together, Izuku holding her ass while Nemuri rubbed her mounds against him. He pounded her faster and faster, grunting from the pleasure of having Nemuri wrapping so tight around him. Nemuri used one hand to finger herself, getting some of her juices and then pushing them on his mouth. He sucked her fingers, then went for her boobs as Nemuri shoved them on his face. Another energy surge coursed through his body and Izuku went all out again. Nemuri moaned loudly, feeling every pound echo through her body. Her body tightened around his cock more and more as Izuku brought her closer to her limit. She locked her legs around him and hugged him tightly, while Izuku came inside her, filling her ass up with his hot seed with each pump.
"Aaah!~ Oh god~ I can't have enough of you" Said the woman, cupping his cheeks with both hands and kissing him. And after a minute to get the feeling of her body back Nemuri got up, bringing Izuku along in her arms.
"Umm, Nemuri?"
"I told you I wouldn't get tired so easily. Now hold tight, we never fucked with me standing up before~"
"You… you have a lot of ideas, don't you?"
His answer was Nemuri's sadistic smile widening as she licked her lips. Yes, Nemuri scared him sometimes, but that was part of why he loved her too.
Tsunotori looked almost perfectly from one in one minute between the glass door of her balcony and the clock near her bed. Soon enough Midoriya would come up and they would watch some anime together this night. Oh, and she had another cosplay prepared for him. Huh, funny how she looked forward to someone jumping on her balcony lat at night. Normally your friends enter your room through the door, right?
"Friends, huh…?"
Yeah, this had a nice ring to it, at least in her mind. Tsunotori didn't feel confident enough to reveal her passion for anime and cosplay to all her friends yet. For now, It was a secret between her and Midoriya.
"I kinda like that too," She thought while looking at the clock yet again. They agreed that around midnight was a good time to meet, this way they wouldn't lose too much sleep. The blondie felt a little drop of guilty since Midoriya was practically doing all the effort alone, but he told her it was okay, so it was okay to her.
Some people say that when you're waiting for something, time seems to drag itself as slow as possible, and the short girl was starting to think this claim had some veracity to it. Five minutes past midnight. This wasn't an official thing and all but Midoriya looked like a punctual person.
"Nah, don't overthink it"
Five more minutes and Tsunotori picked a random manga to keep herself busy. It didn't matter what volume it was, he might arrive just now.
"Any time now, haha..."
Ten minutes past midnight and two chapters later, she looked at the clock again. He wouldn't skip their night without saying something, right?
"Our… night… umm, maybe he forgot about it?" But then she shook her head. Midoriya wouldn't forget about it. And even if he was, say, a little too tired to come, he would tell her. "Did something- no, no, it's fine. Midoriya will come. Before I know, he'll climb up the balcony"
However, the last five minutes betrayed her certainty.
"Oh no… did… did something happen to him?"
Tsunotori put the manga down and reached for her phone, went to his contact, and sent a message. 'hey, you coming tonight?'.
She put the phone down, but her hoof hitting the floor repeatedly made it obvious how she really felt. She hesitated a few times, glancing over the device that didn't seem to give her any responses.
At last, the damn thing vibrated, and she quickly picked it up, reading the response from the green teen. Hey. Sorry, I can't go this time.
Well, that was unfortunate. But why? He told her before he wouldn't miss it, and Midoriya seemed to look forward to this. He even told her he would watch some by himself, so why?
"Calm down, Pony, Midoriya-san must have a reason. Sure, why wouldn't he, right?"
Oh really? did something happen? are you okay?. She typed back, hoping to not sound as worried as she felt right now. She put it on her lap and waited, looking at the walls, at the ceiling, and back to the screen. He received it and read it, but he didn't answer back yet. The waiting created suspense and weight in her chest that wasn't really fond of. Should Tsunotori send another message? Or would that be too annoying? The thirty minutes past midnight mark in the clock prompted her to act without thinking much, actually calling Midoriya.
She let out a small squeal of surprise before covering her mouth. What now? Should she wait for him to answer or end it right now? Before she could decide, he picked it up.
"Hello?"
"M-Midoriya-san? Sorry to call you like this, I was, uh, I don't know… is… is everything alright? You didn't reply" "What am I even saying? Isn't that borderline desperation?!"
"Ah, yes. I'm- ah~" His voice seemed to crack a bit. No, wait, it sounded like something else. Like he was doing a particular activity that one would usually do alone. But this is Midoriya we're talking about, he wouldn't… or maybe he would. Tsunotori didn't know him that well, yet the energy she got from the guy was that of an innocent cinnamon roll, too good for this world. The seed of doubt was planted, however, so again she spoke before thinking thoroughly.
"Was that-"
"I'm fine! I'm totally, completely- f… fine~" He seemed to hold something back, and a little out of breath too. Was he working out in the middle of the night? Regardless, it was clear that Midoriya would not come tonight. As disappointing it was, she still didn't feel completely bad about it.
"Okay then. Anyway, umm, what about tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow?"
"Yeah, do you think we can-" Tsunotori hoped that whatever he had to do wouldn't get in the way of their night, but before she could finish her sentence he cut her.
"Ah- T-tomorrow will be difficult"
Okay, that's also kinda sad to hear.
"Oh, so… next week, maybe?"
"Next week? I uh- fu- S-sorry, that won't do either"
The short blondie didn't say it out loud but right now she felt really down. She didn't expect Midoriya to miss this, either having to wait for so long before meeting again. It was like finishing a good anime and seeing there was no second season, but worse in its own way.
"... Umm, I suppose you're busy then. Not that it is your fault! I just… I kinda wanted to watch something with you… but we can do that whenever you're free" "Let's be positive, Midoriya did say he wanted to watch with me. I just have to wait. Yeah, just wait"
"Yeah, su… sure. I'll be a little busy for the next week- ah~ two weeks- mmm~ maybe three?~ I- I'll tell you when, I promise...!"
"O-oh. Alright… We could… at least meet for that cosplay I got here-"
"Yes! Sure. Look, I need to go now, see ya later, good night, Tsunotori-san...!" And so he ended then call. Tsunotori stood still, the phone still near her ear, her face filled with confusion. Did he dismiss her or she was overthinking again?
"What… what happened? Did I do something wrong? He… he doesn't want to watch anymore?" She looked down at her carpet, trying to make sense of what just happened.
"Maybe… maybe I was the one hyped and I ended dragging him. But he seemed so happy about it last night..."
That night, Tsunotori took about three hours to fall asleep, roughly the same time as Midoriya, but for completely unrelated reasons. The next morning, the short blondie simply moved along, detached from the world surrounding her. She didn't mind the slightly burnt pancakes, nor noticed when Tetsutetsu almost knocked her to the floor. She could barely focus on the class, even getting a short lecture from Kan-sensei. Between the classes, Kendo came to her to see if everything was alright, and for Tsunotori, it only made her more anxious. Did it have something to do with Kendo?
"Tsunotori? Oi, Tsunotori-chan?" The orange-haired girl waved a hand in front of the horned girl, startling her and getting her attention.
"H-hi! What is it, Kendo-chan?"
"I asked if you're alright. You seem off since morning" She asked again with a concerned face.
"Yeah, Pony-chan, you barely ate at breakfast" Komori turned around to join the talk since she also noticed the blondie's odd behavior.
"Umm, it's nothing, I'm fine"
"You also looked a little lost during class. Isn't there anything troubling you?" Shiozaki sided with Kendo, clasping her hands in worry for the short girl.
Tsunotori felt tempted to tell them, but she quickly noticed how slowly she became the center of attention of the class. Suddenly, exposing her ordeal felt much more embarrassing. What would they think of her: More important, would Kendo be mad because Tsunotori was seeing her boyfriend in secret? She brushed the thought whenever it crossed her mind but it did sound like she and Midoriya had an affair…
Once again she pushed the thought away, shaking her head. Putting up the best smile she could, Tsunotori tranquilized her friends.
"I'm fine, I just feel a little tired, that's all"
"I see… well, try not to ever exert yourself, okay?" Kendo replied, offering a warm smile and a pat on the blondie's shoulder.
Once they left, Tsunotori breathed out in relief, but deep inside she couldn't be more worried. She replayed every single interaction she had with Midoriya so far in the best way her memory allowed her. There was nothing, apparently, that could be a sign of him not looking forward to that night. She didn't do anything to push him away, or so she believed. Despite telling herself to not overthink, the blondie couldn't keep her mind away from this problem for long. Why did this make her feel so sad? As in, more than simply not being able to show her cosplay and watching anime with someone. Midoriya was a nice person, she liked his presence and they became friends so fast she barely had time to process. And they shared a secret, that had to be of some value, right? So why did he have to ditch her like that?
"Oh… did he… ditch me?" She questioned herself. Maybe this was purely her way of seeing things. Maybe this wasn't as important to him as it was to her. And honestly, she wouldn't blame him. Still, Tsunotori felt a little sting inside her chest.
Now sitting at the lunch table, poking her food idly with a fork, her eyes wandered to that table full of girls surrounding a single green-haired boy. Fixing on Midoriya, her vision tunneled and the world around her drowned in white noise. They had something special, right? She told him her story, and he decided to help her open up. He was the one pushing her to show her friends what she really liked. Why bother and go all this way, just to retreat like that? Tsunotori wasn't sure if she felt angry, sad, disappointed, or whatever, it made her feel terrible in the end, and she wanted to sort this out as soon as possible.
If she could walk up to Midoriya and ask him right away, just like Hado-senpai did the other day. If only she had half of her courage…
Or perhaps she had. Tsunotori quickly got up and left the cafeteria, drawing little more than a few glances from her classmates at the table. Once she a little away in the hallway, she picked her phone and started to text a message.
"Be assertive, Pony. Midoriya-san, I want to meet you- no no no, meet me right now. No, no, I want to tell you something. Down the hallway, I'm waiting"
"And… sent" She sighed and let herself slide down against the wall, trying to imagine how this would play out. She wanted to know exactly why he couldn't make it to their night, and if he really wanted to do it with her.
"Hmm… but wouldn't it be too straightforward?"
What if her thoughts from earlier were right and he simply didn't care as much as she did? Then Tsunotori would end being really rude to him.
"But… he agreed to watch with me, and he said he definitely would see my costumes"
If that wasn't a commitment, she didn't know what was.
"Wait, am I skipping a step here…?" Going on with her musings, Tsunotori didn't notice the person next to her.
"Umm… Tsunotori-san?"
"Eh?!" She jumped a bit once her name was called, looking to the side and finding none other than Midoriya. She didn't fully expect him to come so she got a little surprised. Getting up, the blondie tried her best to formulate a good route to address the matter but none seemed smooth enough, so she decided to simply go for the topic.
"Mi-Midoriya-san..."
"Yes?"
"Why..." She averted her eyes from him, feeling the regret of calling him here. However, the sting in her chest was an even worse feeling, so she took a breath in and spilled out what she wanted to ask. "Why didn't you come yesterday?"
On the other end, Midoriya barely flinched. He kind of expected that to happen, after all, Tsunotori was clearly passionate about her hobbies. She didn't have anyone else to share it and the only person that ever supported her was across the ocean. After knowing her better, Midoriya felt this urge grow inside him, an instinctive desire to protect her, and yet, here he was, causing more harm. From one side, he wanted to tell her everything and move on, if possible. On the other side, what Kayama told him wasn't far from the truth, and he didn't want to give Tsunotori the wrong ideas.
"Well, umm, I was kinda busy and-"
"No… No, I wanna know what it was. It might not be important to you but, to me..."
"T-that's not it, Tsunotori-san! I really wanted to go but… I couldn't"
She looked up at him with an upset face. However, she was more on the cute side of the spectrum than on the angry side.
"But you said before you wouldn't miss it. You said you wanted to see my outfit… was that a lie?"
"I wasn't lying, I just couldn't go yesterday, I swear"
"Why, though? And why can't we see each other for so long?"
"You see, ah..." He wanted to tell her, but that might be a big shock for her. The smallest possibility of Tsunotori seeing him as a shameless pervert and a lesser human being made Midoriya retreat from that route. "It's kinda complicated..."
Tsunotori looked like she would say something but changed her mind in the middle. She crossed her arms and turned to the side, still pouting in a cute manner.
"... Does it have to do with Kendo?" she asked carefully.
"A little, I guess"
"What do you mean 'a little'? Did she find out and-"
"No, no, I'm mostly sure she doesn't know. It's just that… I was thinking that I don't spend a lot of time with her"
"Oh… yeah, that's true, you two are in different classes"
"And… we spent a lot of time together lately so, umm, I don't know, I felt that leaving Kendo out like this was a little wrong" No, Midoriya didn't mean a single word he had spoken, which only made his heart clench inside his chest.
"I-I see. It would be only natural that you spend more time with your g-girlfriend, right?" Despite him not saying it like that, Midoriya ended reinforcing her idea of their special nights being something akin to an affair, which didn't sit well with the blondie. She would never betray her friend like this.
"So… maybe we should, ahem, keep some distance from each other from now on"
"What-"
"Just for a while, give each other some space. I'll… I'll try to think of something to do with Kendo and… maybe if you tell everyone that you like to cosplay and all, by this time we could do something together"
"B-but-"
"I-I don't want to give any wrong ideas! I like to see you in cosplay and spend time with you. Let's just give it some time, Tsunotori-san!" He bowed to nearly ninety degrees to make Iida proud, leaving little space for Tsunotori to answer properly. This talk didn't end exactly where she wanted it to go. Feeling overwhelmed by the situation, she ended going with the flow.
"Alright, I mean, sure. I'd hate to be in the way of you and Kendo, ah hahaha..." She lacked words right now to describe how much it hurt her to say this. Not that she wanted to steal Midoriya from her dear classmate but she still wanted to have a special someone. She had a special bond with Midoriya, or at least it felt kinda special to her. When did she start to see it in that way?
"What? No, no, you're not in the way, uhh… I have to sort out a few things but we'll be reading manga together before you can say plus ultra, ah hahaha" He said, laughing nervously.
After an extremely uncomfortable and silent minute, Midoriya excused himself and left.
Tsunotori watched him quietly walk along the hallway.
"... Plus Ultra..."
He didn't want to leave things on such a bitter note between him and Tsunotori but it was for the best. It had to be.
"Are you sure this is the right answer, kid?"
"And what should I say, Nana-san? Sorry, I was busy yesterday fucking our Art History teacher"
"Well, it does sound like a bad approach when you put it like that. What I'm trying to say is that you should be honest with the girl about the harem thing"
"But… she'll hate me. I don't want to even think about her hating me"
"You say that and yet, here you are with an ever-growing harem full of girls that love you"
"That's different"
"How so?"
"I don't know, I just have this feeling… when I heard about what she went through I- argh, I never wanted so much to punch someone in the face"
"Ok, I can understand the desire to protect that precious thing, but what are you trying to protect her from? Yourself?"
"... What Nemuri said is not far from wrong. Basically every girl I've met so far ended being into my harem… and the fact I'm admitting I have one does put me on the edge. I don't regret it but… I kinda… don't want Tsunotori to get caught in this"
"Are you scared of tainting her purity or something? Izuku lemme tell you something. In case you didn't notice already, girls get horny too. We want to have sex as much as any healthy male, and knowing your track record, there would hardly be a better candidate to graduate her from virginity"
"It can't be that simple! Not every girl around me is automatically attracted to me"
"Last time I checked the technical terminology is Chick Magnet, and you definitely fit the description"
Midoriya sat on the couch, sighing and leaning his chin on his crossed fingers.
"Living like this is more stressful that it looks like. If I can easily make someone feel like that towards me… I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings, but I can't say "welcome to the club" every time either"
"That's your opinion~"
"~sigh~ What do I do, Nana-san?"
"The Hero Course definitely doesn't prepare you for this… Do you want my personal, honest opinion?"
"Umm, sure"
"You're worrying too much about it. To me, it is clear you two are compatible, so there' shouldn't be any stress at all. You know what? Go back there and kiss her"
"What?!"
"Yeah, if she was a bad person, or if she was only after a quick fuck I'd tell you to ditch her right away, but Tsunotori is a good girl, and she cares about you enough to go and ask why didn't you pay her the nightly visit"
"Because that's something important to her, and I missed it. Aren't friends allowed to do things they like together, even if during the night?"
"Yes, they are, but I want you to argue about the tension between both of you last time you came to her room~"
To that, Midoriya fell silent, listening to Nana's laugh echo inside his mind while he tried to come up with a good answer. Focused on the internal talk, he didn't notice a person approaching him from behind and wrapping him into a hug.
"Waah! What the- Who-"
"Why the long face, Izuku?~"
"Himiko?" He turned his head to find her face pretty close to his, her yellow cat-like eyes staring deeply at his emerald green ones. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Oh, I just saw you here looking pretty down, so I decided to cheer you up"
"Ah yes, the literal face of my torment trying to cheer me up..."
"I love it when you vilify me~"
"What's wrong with you?" He said, pushing her away with one hand.
"What's NOT wrong? Come on, I know you love my crazy side~"
"In your dreams, you delusional woman!"
"I'm the best at my worst~ Anyway, I have something to ask you, Izuku," she said, finally letting go of Midoriya.
"What now?" He said, straightening his shirt.
She looked around to be sure no one was in hearing range. Of course, she already knew it, as her assassin instincts were still pretty sharp, but it was all part of her act. Himiko then leaned forward, whispering like a normal girl gossiping.
"Put me in your harem, Izuku"
"What?"
"Put me in your-" She said a little louder.
"I heard the first time!" He covered her mouth, much to his displeasure because she held his hand in place and started to lick his fingers.
Being caught off guard, Midoriya stood with a surprised face for a moment as Himiko put on her seductive look, sucking one of his fingers in the most erotic way possible. Needless to say, she was also implying in doing the same activity with another part of his body. Midoriya finally pushed his hand away, shaking and rubbing his hand on his shorts. Meanwhile, Himiko laughed lightly at his reaction, but mostly at the faint blush crossing his cheeks. She even bet that daring to check closely, Himiko would find a hard object in his shorts.
"Come on, Izuku, lemme join already. I'm not half bad, and you know exactly how fast I learn, right?~" Himiko leaned over the couch, slowly crawling on it and towards Midoriya, who moved away at the same speed. "I have been a very bad girl, Izuku~ Won't you teach me how to behave?~"
That woman. Despite not having very… alluring features, she was using a particularly large shirt that gave Midoriya a good view of her chest area, and a little further down if he looked further.
"Hell will freeze before I let you into my life, Himiko"
"I'll get the winter clothes for my inner demons then. I'm not going anywhere away from you, Izuku~" She stood on all fours on the couch, cornering Midoriya at the end of it, but she didn't pounce him or anything. Himiko simply tilted her head a bit, like a cat staring at its owner. Midoriya, still on the edge, kept staring at her face, until his eyes traveled down, focusing on her unsecured chest area. Apparently, Himiko preferred to be more "free" when hanging in the dorms.
"My eyes are up here, Izuku, but if it is you I don't mind~"
"T-that's ridiculous!" He said, looking away quickly, then focusing on her face again. "That won't happen, Himiko. Never"
"Never is a loooong time, Izuku. But you're the type of guy that is worth the waiting~ Later~" she waved a hand and leaped over the couch, heading upstairs, probably to her room. Meanwhile, Midoriya looked at the spot he last saw her with a confused face.
"Did she just..."
"Compliment you like a normal person? Yes. She also tasted your fingers like it was the best threat in the world"
"Thanks, I totally wanted to be more aware of this fact"
"You love me and you know it~"
End of Chapter
And we're done here. Man, I think I like to write Himiko as much as you guys like to see her. Hands down one of the funniest and interesting characters to work with. And Nana too. To the Nejire fans out there, please be patient, she'll soon make her attempt to conquer some space in the heart of our dear harem king Midoriya Izuku. I'm planning ahead for another action-driven "acts" like Meltdown, so stay tuned. As always, thanks for reading and for the numerous follows and favorites, leave a review if you feel like, and stay safe y'all. Guy's out.