Hey, guys. Here is another chapter of 'A Homestay To Remember.' In this chapter, Izuku reaches out to Hitoshi for advice. Later on, he gets a surprise encounter. Meanwhile, Weiss faces a dilemma with a person from her not-so-distant past. Later, Glynda and the girls are back in action to resume their plans of obtaining their cinnamon roll. Misadventures, mishaps, and hijinks continue. Enjoy! Feel free to comment and/or follow and subscribe!

As always, which girl do you ship with Izuku? And yes, it is obviously a harem but it is always fun to wonder! Enjoy!

Team Emerald Rose! {Ruby x Izuku}

Team White Emerald! {Weiss x Izuku}

Team Greenshade! {Blake x Izuku}

Team Golden Emerald! {Yang x Izuku}

Izuku was walking out of the gym when he encountered Shinsou. No longer playing the role of security, she was back in her UA attire. Of course, it wouldn't be Hitoshi without tying her gym shirt in a knot, wearing the tightest clothes that accentuated her breasts and butt, sporting her neon-colored bracelets and having a sucker in her mouth.

"'Sup, Deku baby." Hitoshi said as she popped the sucker out of her mouth. "Leaving the gym?"

"Yeah," he answered. "Wanted to catch a workout before curfew." He smiled as he stretched out his arms. "Aizawa-sensei had no mercy on us today during training. At least he didn't pair me with Kacchan this time."

The purple-haired hustler nodded in agreement. "That is that." She looked around the area in case of prying eyes. "Where are your maidens?"

A teardrop appeared on his forehead. "Didn't get a chance to speak with them. Goodwitch has been on them like flies on scat."

"Yeah, a fleeing and eluding case can do that to a teacher." Hitoshi said, chuckling. "Heading back to your cabin. Care for some company?!"

"I'll like that."

"Cool," responded Hitoshi. "Plus, I am not ready to head back to the cabin. Daddy Dearest is having me stay with him, Auntie Emi, and Eri-chan."

"Bummer. At least there's Eri-chan!"

She then blushed, thinking of the tiny snowball she could love and dote. "Well, there is Eri-chan!"

Izuku chuckled. Hitoshi ruffled her fingers through his hair, gave him a peck on the cheek, and wrapped her arm around his shoulders as they were heading back to his cabin. She walked alongside him, her footsteps matching his as they made the thousand-yard trek.

"I know you may not believe it, Deku, but I'm proud of you for earlier today," she told him.

"Thanks." He nodded, not looking at her. "I didn't feel like I did anything. If anything, I took the rap…like I usually do."

"Well, it was a brave thing to do," she began, "Taking responsibility for your friends, even when you weren't entirely to blame, shows a lot of character. But remember, it's not just about doing the right thing; it's also about working together to make sure such situations don't happen again."

"Tell that to Bakugo and Monoma," retorted the teen as he frowned. "They couldn't stop mimicking me about what I did. Plus, they wouldn't stop comparing me to a box of tampons."

"And unlike those two bastards," interjected the purple-haired teen. "At least tampons go someplace good. Monoma wouldn't know what pussy is even on a cat and Bakugo is going to be packing more fudge than the Keebler elves."

"What?"

"What?"

"The point is, sweetie, is that you took ownership." She paused for a moment before continuing, "Aizawa-sensei and Professor Goodwitch might have seen your willingness to take responsibility as a positive trait. Just keep being there for your friends, and I'm sure things will work out."

"So that talk earlier at the cafe…"

"That was about finding your balls," she retorted. "We've got ways to go but that isn't an overnight process. Plus, I promise that I'm gonna help. Definitely got more time on my hands since the old man laid me off."

"So Rin?"

"You think being confined by my old man is going to stop me from fucking," said Hitoshi with a wryly smile. "Then you must forget who I am, I-zu-ku." She proceeded to flick his forehead. "Plus, I gotta window during free period and there is a garden shed that has yet to be touched. There will be a lot of tilling coming from this hoe."

A teardrop appeared from his forehead as he nervously laughed.

They arrived at the cabin. He wasn't ready to go back in yet and since they had a little time before curfew, they sat on the front porch together.

Sitting together on the porch of the cabin, Izuku and Hitoshi could feel the evening breeze rustling through the surrounding trees. The tranquil atmosphere offered a moment of respite from the day's events.

Izuku appreciated Hitoshi's presence and the chance to have a calm conversation. He decided to change the topic a bit. "So, Hitoshi, how's your experience at the camp been so far? Aside from today's... incident, I mean." He looked at her, curious to know how she was finding her time at the camp.

The teen pulled out her pack of smokes. She patted the carton before pulling one out. She lit the cancerstick and blew into the evening sky. "You can say that we won't be exactly going back home anytime soon."

"Yeah, I figured that."

Hitoshi nodded to herself. "We can make the best of it. Thank God for the amenities Yaoyorozu's family got set up." She then laid out a smile. "Speaking of set up, when were you going to tell me about that bunny chick?"

"Bunny chick?"

"Deku, don't play dumb. Talking about the girl that you sparred with during practice today." She snapped her finger, trying to recall the girl's name. "Velvet Scarlatina."

Izuku blushed slightly, his cheeks tinged with pink.

"Anything you want to share with onee-chan?" She raised an eyebrow playfully.

"Well, um, we just had a good training session. Velvet's really skilled, and I thought it would be a good experience to spar with her."

"Oh~! I see." She then scooted closer to the teen. "What is it like when you're sparring in the bedroom?"

"What?!"

"Aw, c'mon. You can't tell me that you don't find Scarlatina cute," retorted Hitoshi. "You've already nailed Blake and the illustrious Neon Katt." She clicked her tongue, obviously displaying her cheeky grin. "Something about cats and bunnies that draw you hard and strong, ain't it?!"

Admittedly, he wasn't even looking at Velvet romantically. Granted, she was pretty and he did find her ears adorable like Blake's, but as far as pursuing anything from her, the furthest they have gone with their acquaintanceship was a warm handshake.

Izuku scratched his head nervously as he responded, "Hitoshi, Velvet's definitely a talented huntress, but I'm not really looking at anyone romantically right now. Besides, I don't want to complicate things with anyone from our school, especially considering how close I am with Blake and the others."

Hitoshi smirked, nudging Izuku playfully. "Oh, come on, Izuku. You don't have to commit to anything, but it doesn't hurt to keep your options open. Who knows what the future holds?" She chuckled, slapping his back. "Blake is really pulling your heartstrings, isn't she? Don't think I didn't hear her purr at you when we went to our hearing. She is definitely number one on the harem totem pole…with Ruby leading at a close second. Yet again, Yang is definitely not treading that far behind her sister."

Izuku grew annoyed. It didn't help that Hitoshi pinched his cheeks. Thankfully, it was his face this time. "My little Deku is growing up."

"Holy Esdeath, please stop."

"Okay, okay, I will." Hitoshi took another puff of her cigarette. "Today."

Izuku chuckled, understanding her point. "You're right, Hitoshi. I'll keep an open mind, but for now, I just want to focus on becoming a better hero and enjoying our time at the camp."

The purple-haired teen displayed her smile to Izuku. "Oh, I can't wait to train you." She stood up and placed her hands on her hips. "Gonna teach you how to be a manly man. And you know what they say to be a man."

Izuku stood up with Hitoshi — a little sing-song they shared amongst each other.

"To be a man you must have honor, honor, and a penis~!"

The duo continued talking as the sun set. As their conversation continued, his thoughts were focused on Blake, Ruby, and of course, Yang.

'Just like Blake and Ruby, I am willing to fight to have your love and affection, Izuku Midoriya!'

Her kiss tasted like the cotton candy gum she was chewing on. If anything she ranked out of the many girls that he had shared kisses with, she was a wonderful kisser. He was weary and rightfully so because he was the old-fashioned type when it came to true love. With Blake on the other hand, it was actually love at first sight.

Ruby, who was basically a female version of himself, supported his views on friendship and the importance of having true friends. Unlike Blake and her sister, Ruby wasn't pushy. She allowed him space and really garnered in on anything he said. Not saying that Blake or Yang weren't like that, but Ruby took natural interest in him and even took out the time to want to know more about him.

Until the homestay, the only sexual interaction he had was with Melissa. Granted his shyness stemmed way before the encounter in the bathroom but felt a door was opened — as if it was left for any girl to come in and knew of his kryptonite.

"Hitoshi?"

"Yeah?!"

Izuku's sincerity shone through as he shared his thoughts with Hitoshi. "I really care about Blake," he began. "She's an amazing person, and I do like her a lot. But sometimes, I wonder if what I feel is genuine love or if we're just caught up in the intensity of our 'training' and everything happening around us. I don't want to rush into something and then realize later that it was a mistake."

Hitoshi nodded in understanding, appreciating his honesty. "That's a mature way to look at it, Izuku. It's important to be sure about your feelings before taking any big steps. And it's great that you care about Ruby too. Your bond with her and the rest of your friends is something special."

Izuku's voice softened as he reminisced about those moments with Ruby. "You know, that night on the Ferris wheel, when Ruby and I shared that kiss, it felt like time stood still. It was a special moment, and I cherished it. And during the fashion show, when we almost kissed, I couldn't help but feel like there was something more between us."

Hitoshi listened attentively, a small smile on her face. "It sounds like you have a lot of meaningful moments with Ruby. Those feelings are worth exploring, Izuku. Sometimes, the best relationships start from a strong friendship, just like yours with her."

Izuku nodded, his gaze drifting to the starry sky. "Yeah, you're right, Hitoshi. I don't want to rush things, but I also don't want to miss out on something beautiful. But…what if there isn't enough love to share. Think about it — Blake, Ruby, Yang, all are pining for my affection. Then, there was Melissa and Neon Katt. Until a few weeks ago, the closest thing I got to sex was in my dreams and now I have girls who aren't afraid to give it to me.

"I think I want it, I don't want it…then a red mist descends and suddenly, the beast in me comes out and it wants a taste of the prime cuts in front of me. That moment with Neon concerned me, especially if it is out of my element."

"A cornered animal is more dangerous than you think. Plus, what happened with Neon was different. You were on pure instinct and also, that was lust, not love," said Hitoshi.

"Yeah…I'll give you that."

Hitoshi looked at her phone. Curfew wasn't much longer. She flicked the remainder of her cigarette to the ground and turned her head to Izuku.

"Somewhere in that heart belies a man that wants to come and be a man. That timid side and yet that beastly side walk the line and you'll have to learn how to let them work together," she said. "That one thing we spoke of, it still applies."

"It feels uneasy. I'm kinda scared."

Hitoshi patted him on the back gently. "Whatever path you choose, Izuku, I'm sure it'll lead to something wonderful. Just trust your instincts and follow your heart."

Hitoshi rose from the porch, a warm smile on her face. "Izuku, remember, you'll learn to navigate all of this. Don't be afraid of forming meaningful relationships, and don't let Katsuki's presence hold you back. You've got a big heart, and there's room in it for many people. Have a good night, and we'll talk more later."

"I will. Thanks, Hitoshi. Good night." Izuku said with a smile.

"Same, Deku. Rest in peace," said Hitoshi.

Izuku raised his eyebrow. "Hold up! Rest in peace?! Is that what you said?"

"Yeah! Rest in peace! What's the matter?"

"Chicky! You only say that when you are talking about the dead!"

"According to that repressed bitch, Weiss, she said I was dead the moment I smelled of Old Spice that reminded her of Daddy!" She said, "I can read minds plus I can say and do whatever I please. It means exactly what I meant! So, Izuku! Rest in peace!"

"No, no! That's inappropriate. No!"

"Are you preparing to rest?"

"Yes!"

"Do you want it to be peaceful?"

"Yeah!"

"Then, rest in peace!"

"NO!" Izuku protested. "That is something you don't say upon the living."

"Well, excuse me! You said that you were going to get some rest. I hope it will be a peaceful one, so rest in peace!"

"Screw that, I want to rest in commotion," interjected Izuku in a serious tone of voice. "I am going to bust into one of these girls' cabins and do a panty raid. I'm gonna turn the volume up loudly on my television and stereo so that it can wake up the others. I may even have Katsuki come and do anything he chooses to me."

Hitoshi arched her eyebrow, particularly with the latter. "Relax, Deku. I was only kidding."

"Don't kid with the dead, Shinsou." Last thing he wanted to hear was something about him getting the sweet eternal rest. Not with all possible mine traps laid ahead on him!

"So, you are not going to get any rest?" asked Hitoshi.

"After what you said, heck no!"

"Then peace, Deku!"

With that, she gave him a friendly pat on the shoulder and headed back to her own cabin.

Izuku growled before he snorted loudly through the nose. "Shinsou, you know how to stir things, don't you? Jesus!"

As Izuku watched her go, he got deep in thought.

"Whatever path you choose, Izuku, I'm sure it'll lead to something wonderful. Just trust your instincts and follow your heart."

"Easier said than done," he said to himself as he stood up and went inside of his cabin.

Not long after stepping inside of the cabin, he looked at television for an hour, ate a light snack, and showered before retiring for the night. An early morning training session was ahead of him. At least he would be receiving training from Hawks and Mirko instead of Aizawa-sensei.

After brushing his teeth, he put on his pajamas and climbed into bed. He wasn't particularly ready to retire, so he pulled out one of his hero notebooks to read until he fell asleep.

Then, he heard a knock from the back door of his cabin.

Izuku looked up from his notebook, surprised by the knock on his cabin's back door. He closed his notebook and carefully made his way to the door. He wasn't expecting anyone at this hour, especially with curfew in effect.

As he opened the door, he was met with the sight of Blake, standing there with a thoughtful expression. "Hey, Izuku," she greeted softly. "Mind if I come in for a moment?"

"Blake?!" He said, almost to the point that he was startled. "What…what are y-you doing here?!"

"For this." The amber-eyed Faunus gripped Izuku's shoulders firmly and kissed him on the lips.

"Hmm," she said, gripping tightly onto his stiffened shoulders. Her hands trailed from his shoulders and onto his face.

Izuku's eyes widened in surprise as Blake kissed him, effectively silencing any words he might have spoken. For a moment, he was taken aback, but soon his eyes fluttered closed, and he returned the kiss with a mix of surprise and genuine affection.

She broke the kiss, leaving a trail of saliva between the two.

There wasn't any response — only soft breathing.

Izuku slowly lifted his head, staring at the same amber-eyed teen who had shared the same look. He tried his best not to fidget. He placed his clammy hands in his pocket, trying any tactic that deviated nervousness on his face.

"Sorry," she said. The heat apparently showed from her creamy cheeks.

He took a moment to take a look at her. The raven-haired beauty was sporting her large bow. Surprisingly her hair was tied in a ponytail and her ears were proudly displayed for the entire world to see. She was sporting the outfit that she wore on the first day of their homestay. Thanks to the intel from Ruby, it was usually the outfit that she would casually wear when they were out and about or in battle. He wasn't going to question as his outfits were limited as well.

[Author's note — the fallacy of limited outfits in anime]

"No!" He shook his head in disagreement. "It's okay." He rubbed the sole of his shoe. "I can't pretend to say that I didn't expect it." "...nor that I didn't want it."

Tightness was in his chest. A tingling sensation radiated from the top to the pit of his spine. Her amber eyes latched onto his sight, as if a pendulum on a clock — when it moved, it moved as well.

"Can I come in?" She asked him.

"W..well…" It wasn't the curfew that worried him but instead was the expectancy of his relationship and the curfew that surrounded it. "I…I…"

"Izuku…don't think I don't feel the same way as you do." Blake responded as her throat was caught in emotion. "This is strange for me as it is for you. This chase, this dance…it doesn't make sense." She then extended out her hand and took hold of Izuku's.

"Touch my chest and see," she said to him.

"Ah!" He gasped as his digits were now latched onto her supple breasts.

"My heart can't stop racing," said Blake as she continued holding his hand. "I think…no, I know that I am falling in love with you." She bit into her lip. "I love you, Izuku."

The cinnamon roll felt like his heart wanted to leap out of his chest. Despite not being the first time he had coveted a pair of breasts, this was different. When it came to Melissa and Neon, it was nothing more than femdom and lust. With Blake, this was different.

"Her chest…i-it's so soft." He thought to himself. Carefully cupping her with one hand, the material smooth and warm against his skin. Her bra was padded, muffling his touch, but he could feel the softness of her flesh, and gently massaged her.

"Izuku…move your fingers," she urged him to do so.

"Ah…" He swallowed the lump in his throat. Where was the apprehension? Why wouldn't he stop?

As soon as his fingers began to explore further of her chest, he pushed away — red tint filled his cheeks.

"Wait!"

"Uh?" She said, surprised by his abrupt apprehension. "What is it?"

Looking for an excuse, he responded, "It is getting chilly and the door is open. It is past curfew and I don't want us to get in trouble and all."

He was right, Blake thought to himself. She knew Goodwitch wouldn't bother them for the rest of the night as she was tending to business with Pro Hero Burnin', Mirko, and the others. Ruby, Yang, and Weiss were at their respective dorms so she didn't have a chance to communicate with them. Matter of factly, she didn't want to communicate with them as she didn't want them to know that she came to see him. She wanted to give them the impression that she was actually following directions. She wanted to convince them that she was at least smart enough to get themselves in trouble again.

However, she became a fool — a fool in love.

"You wouldn't mind if I stay over…just for a while?"

He knew what he wanted to say. He just didn't have the words to produce the answer.

"Tee-hee! I'm glad!" Blake released a pleasant smile. She took his hand off her breast and slowly pushed him back. She turned around and shut the door behind him, locking the door behind her.

She saw the light switch and turned off the lights. What they were about to do didn't need anyone or anything to see.

Meanwhile….

Weiss stepped out of her cabin as she was heading to Blake's cabin. Despite being past curfew, this was an emergency — a hair emergency!

It irked her to know that she and her best friends/teammates were split into separate rooms for the duration of their homestay. As much as she tried not to blame the boy who wouldn't be named, she had many reasons to support why he should take the blame. There may be an uneasy truce, but it didn't mean it would be honor towards it. Out of the respect of her friends, she obliged to make peace with that perverted peasant boy named Deku. She was only counting the days before their homestay concluded and no longer would the name Izuku Midoriya would have to come out of her mouth again.

Plus, it exactly didn't help that she accidentally left her one-of-a-kind favorite brush behind at the Midoriya residence. Ruby didn't mind her borrowing hers, but she needed something more durable. She was hoping that Blake had something tougher, especially since she had a river of darkness dangling everywhere. Plus, she felt there were some things they needed to discuss in private.

As she continued walking, she couldn't help but notice Yang as she passed by. She was humming a tune as Weiss edged closer to her.

"Jesus loves me, this I know~!

For Ibara tells me so~!

If she tells me one more psalm~!

I'ma slap her with my palm~!"

She observed Yang working on her laundry, a concentrated look on her face as she scrubbed at a particularly stubborn stain. Yang's golden hair caught the floodlights, giving her a radiant glow that was hard to ignore.

Weiss debated whether to approach her or continue on her way to Blake's cabin. Eventually, curiosity got the better of her, and she decided to strike up a conversation. "Yang," she called out as she approached.

Her lilac eyes darted to the voice in question. Her face softened. "Oh! Hey, Weiss."

"Hey, yourself," she replied. "What are you doing?"

Yang tossed the clothes that were in the wash basin. Grabbing her palms to dry off on her pants, she stood up and stretched as she went to embrace Weiss. "As you can see, I am washing today's gym clothes for my 'teammates.'" She rolled her eyes. "Consider it as a trust 'exercise.'"

"Do you need any help with that?" Weiss asked her.

"Nah~!" Yang said as she cracked her neck. "Shiozaki is gonna be back from Bible Study with Kodai and Takamaki any minute and I don't need Ave Maria to 'testify' to Goodwitch and Kayama-sensei on my 'backsliding.'" A loud, audible groan was made. "There are a lot of things that Shiozaki can suck on. I can tell you this…a dick is not even in her top three."

"Not unless it is the Father, Son, and the Holy Spirit," retorted Weiss.

"Oh, I don't doubt. I know she gets down on her knees for them every waking moment."

"Aching to feel their salvation all over her face."

"That there is the true essence of the holy spirit." Yang said as she chuckled. "So, why are you out and about? It's past curfew."

"I was actually on my way to see Blake," she responded.

"Blake?" Yang questioned as she squatted down to resume washing clothes. "Haven't been able to reach her. Not since dinner."

"Think she could be at her cabin?"

"When I left the main house to gather cleaning supplies, I didn't see the lights on. And I certainly doubt she is asleep. Knowing her, she is probably getting acquainted with her new teammates," said Yang.

"Asui, Komori, and Tokage," responded Weiss.

"I had a chance to talk with one of them — Tsuyu!" She chuckled. "And here I thought I was the only flirt beside Shinsou. That Tsu-chan definitely has some spunk!"

"Never mind that. I just wanted to see her."

"You can check and see. Wish I can join you, but I don't need another lecture on why my polytheistic views are inhibiting me from the lamb's book of life," said Yang. "Just be careful out here after dark. You never know what kind of creatures might be lurking around."

"I will, Yang. thanks for the advice."

"When you see her, give her my love, okay." She blew a kiss at the Snow Queen. "Night, Weiss."

"Night, Yang." Weiss waved at the blonde before departing and heading for Blake's cabin.

As she continued walking through the woods, she then heard a noise. Getting a bit worried, she briskly walked. As the noise was getting closer, she was prepared to use her semblance until she was the source of the noise.

Weiss relaxed a bit when she realized it was Katsuki approaching. She was feeling troubled, particularly how they left things off since the fashion show.

"Oh, it's just you," she muttered, though her guard was still up. "What are you doing out here? Are you trying to annoy me?"

Katsuki was relaxed, unfazed, and certainly unmoved by the prissy, pampered Snow Queen's response. He fake yawned, leaning on a tree as he glared at his nails. "Nice tree. Cottonwood, I think. Kind of reminds me of the days when certain Faunuses escape their plantations and get hunted down like creatures in the night. A good old hunt with the good old boys. The other thing missing is a nice, sturdy nylon…"

The silver-haired teen, still with her arms crossed, spoke sternly. "Just leave me alone, Katsuki. I don't want to deal with you right now."

Katsuki smiled, his beady red eyes staring into hers. "Is that how you are gonna treat your boyfriend?"

"Boyfriend?!" Weiss scoffed. "You wish, boy!" She rolled her eyes, clearly not interested in his advances.

"Boy," he retorted, making a fake sigh. "Is that where we are now? Where was the love we had at the fashion show? Our alliance, 'partner?!'"

"Null and void," she retorted. "The deal is off. We were caught and we were punished. Thanks to you and that boy you called your childhood friend, I am now stuck in this mess." She spat on the ground. "Look at me, in the middle of nowhere sporting clothes that not even the local thrift store would take. Instead of being on holiday with friends, I am surrounded by idiots and stuck in a cabin filled with freaks and weirdos."

She stepped towards him.

"And you, even if you were the last boy on Earth. No, on Remnant. No, in the universe, I would use every single dildo until there was nothing left. And even before that, I will get every woman, trans, intersex, whomever before these lips are mine are ever touched by you again. So, go to hell!"

Katsuki stared blankly at the teen as she turned and walked away.

"Cool, that's fine. If that is how you feel. Let's see if the entire camp would like to know how Weiss and her family like to operate things with their business in Remnant," he retorted. "I would like to know how high and mighty you are when people find out you come from a line of slave owners."

The teen immediately stopped in her tracks. She turned pale at his threat. She knew her family's history was a sensitive subject, and she didn't want it exposed to everyone at the camp. Angrily, she said, "You wouldn't dare, Katsuki."

"Do I?" He retorted. "You see, Weissy poo, your family has quite the reputation. A history of exploitation, labor disputes, and shady dealings. I bet the others would love to hear about it." The spiky-haired blond had a sinister grin on his face, making sure that Weiss felt the weight of his words.

She clenched her fists, trying to maintain her composure despite the anger and frustration building inside of her. She knew that Katsuki had the power to expose her family's history, and that made her feel vulnerable.

"So, it seems to me you're walking a fine line," he said as he approached her. "The very man that has the hands on your future. Whether I can make it or dismantle it. Either way, it doesn't affect me," retorted Katsuki. "I am not the one who is a stale piece of white bread. I would hate to be looked at as a wafer to the rest of my peers."

Her shoulders slumped as the weight of his threats bore down on her. "What do you want?"

"What?" The teen smiled as he took hold of her chin. "What did you say? I couldn't hear you."

"What do you want," she muttered.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," he responded. "Too bad about what happens…."

"What do you want?" She shouted to him.

He then leaned in closer, a sly grin on his face. "Simple," he said. "Two things: I want you to acknowledge me as your boyfriend and I want it to be a public declaration for the entire camp to see. Not unless you want it to be…"

"Fine," she groaned. "I'll be your girlfriend. I'll be your stupid girlfriend." She muttered at the latter.

"Good," he said. "Second, I want you to help me make Izuku's life a living hell during the time we are here. You're smart and resourceful, and I know you can figure out ways to mess with him. Are we clear?"

"What? Are you wanting me to get in trouble?"

"Hmm…as I recalled, you are his responsibility. So why not make him feel irresponsible."

With a sigh of resignation, she nodded and muttered, "Fine, I'll help you with your plan against Izuku."

"Excellent," he said, rubbing his hands feverishly.

Weiss dropped her head, knowing dreadfully the offer she accepted in order to protect her father's name, her creed, and their family reputation.

"I hear your father is appearing in court for another indictment," responded Katsuki. "You know, with a little assistance, my father can contribute to take the edge off of your father's lawyer fees. Can't imagine being a daughter of plantation owners and in debt."

The snow queen tried her best not to fight back. She shut her eyes tightly, trying to hold in the tears.

"I'm not sure why you seem to be so distressed. I think this is quite the bargain for you. Your troubles are over. Your struggle is over." Katsuki said with a nod. "Besides, why ally yourself with a person you hate with disdain? After all, isn't he a pervert? A friend stealer? One that irks you through tooth and nail?"

"You don't understand the plight I have for that boy," she muttered. "I may dislike him but…."

"But, nothing," interjected Katsuki. "Keeping this plain and simple, I am the keeper of your future. At any point in time if the group found out about your family's past, then you're so dead." He left his post and approached the teen. "So have at it, go against me and watch what happens."

Weiss then felt his hand touching and rubbing her cheek. "And to seal the deed, let's solidify our love."

Weiss was taken aback when he unexpectedly kissed her. It was a startling and confusing moment that left her momentarily speechless. He broke the kiss, creating a trail of saliva between the two.

"What was that saying I would be the last man in the universe?"

"..."

"Get some rest. I'll see you at breakfast tomorrow, Weissy-poo. By the way, at least feign excitement that you're happy to see me. Nighty-night!" He said to her as he stroked her cheek before leaving her alone. His tone was demanding, and there was an air of authority in those words that left Weiss with a sense of unease.

And with that sense of unease, she decided to head back to the cabin instead of continuing her visit to see Blake. The night had taken an unexpected turn, and she needed time to process everything that had happened.

Later that night….

For some reason, a shower after sex felt very relaxing to the Faunus. She couldn't put her finger on it. She just felt refreshed. She was grateful that Izuku used a condom. Not that she wouldn't mind being filled with his sperm. The idea floated by on the idea of having that happening. She was sure that she took a birth control pill this morning before class.

Yet again, she always mixes her birth control with her ibuprofen.

"Dearest Blake,

Please be mindful that we are open to your lifestyle choices and have the right to pursue your life as you choose. Just please use the birth control your father and I sent you. You are vibrant, full of life, and the last thing we need is to have you little cats and bunnies running throughout the place; as it would be your father and me. Have fun, be safe, and promise us — no bringing us grandchildren!

Love,

Mom and Dad!"

"I am beginning to suspect Mom and Dad having a tracking device on me," she muttered to herself as she grabbed the loofah to scrub some more.

"What was that?" She heard the bathroom door slide open. Izuku came into the entrance where he held onto some clothes.

"Oh, nothing. Talking to myself," she said as she turned around and looked at him.

"I wasn't sure if you were spending the night or not, but here are the spare clothes you left." It was a pair of shorts and an athletic t-shirt from his Aldera days. "I know it's already past curfew and since I am your responsibility…."

The amber-eyed Faunus chuckled. "I'll be gone before dawn." She winked at him. "I have great roomies and that Tsu-chan character is definitely a comrade in arms. And I'm like a ninja, duh!"

"Setsuna is the jokester of the bunch and don't let Kinoko's shyness fool you," retorted Izuku as he leaned against the wall. "It seems to me that you had the luck of the draw."

"Nah — more like Ruby," she said as she grabbed a bucket to splash water on herself. "Setting up her with Velvet, Tooru, and I believe that unicorn-looking girl named Pony is a recipe for disaster." She cupped her cheeks. "Talk about kawaii." She then looked over to Izuku. "Will Weiss be okay with Mina and Kyouka?"

"Question is…will Kyouka and Mina be okay with Weiss?"

She chuckled once more. "Fair enough." She then put her finger to her lip. "Feel bad for Yang. Matching her with Mother Mary, the fujoshi bitch, and the matryoshka queen is like testing her in all the wrong areas. Because we know she's going to fail."

"It's night one and you saw how you were when we first met." Izuku responded.

She was a tint red. How couldn't she forget the first night they met when she attacked him and then slapped him when she mistaken him for a pervert. If only she could reenact the scene.

"All in all, I think you all will be okay," he said as he heard her turn the water off. She stood up and immediately he turned so he wouldn't see her nakedness. She was tickled pink. She believed they were far past the point of being embarrassed of their nakedness. Less than an hour ago, she was definitely making up for lost time.

"I can't say any of us were the best of friends when we first met," she said as she took the towel from Izuku. "And thanks, sweetness."

Izuku nodded as he sat on the sink counter.

"Yang was never afraid to make a friend on day one. Ruby was initially shy but was always open," said Blake. "Weiss, on the other hand, we were exactly the best of friends. Mostly because of her family's past with the treatment of Faunuses."

"Oh~!" Izuku responded, sounding surprised. "Really?"

"Yeah," she said, nodding to herself. "It's a bit of a long story and I really don't want to bore you with that. Tonight, I just want to spend some time with you."

Izuku smiled as he grabbed the door handle and slid back into the main cabin. Blake crawled into bed first. Izuku joined her and the two proceeded to cuddle with each other. Blake buried herself onto his chest and he began to rub his fingers through her hair.

"This is nice," she said. "I want it to be like this forever."

"Really?"

"Well, of course. I wouldn't do this with anybody." Her eyes set on him. "I really do like you, Izuku."

"I like you as well, Blake."

"Good…I am glad."

"Blake?"

The teen yawned, trying her best as sleep was upon her. "What is it, sweetness?"

"That bite on that neck. The one you gave me earlier tonight. What's the significance behind that?"

Her eyes widened in surprise, as if the million-dollar question just snuck up on her. She took hold of him and kissed him on the cheek. "When we're alone, I'll explain more."

"But we are alone."

"I promise you. When the time is right, I'll explain more. But not tonight," she said as she took hold of him tightly. "Let's get some sleep."

"Okay…"

As they continued laying in bed, basking into the silence of the night — lost in their thoughts about their relationship. The events of the past few days had brought them closer, but also raised questions and uncertainties. They both wondered where their feelings were leading them and what the future held for them as a couple.

The next day….

Glynda went to the stove the moment she heard the tea kettle whistling from the kitchen. She rushed to it, trying her best not to stir her roommates who were housed in the cabin. After all, it was the crack of dawn and she wasn't expecting anyone, especially students stirring at this point of time.

A plate of English muffins with raspberry jam, poached eggs, and Grey Earl tea was definitely what the doctor ordered as she went to the table. It was rare that she had moments like this to herself and she was certainly going to take advantage. Going to the table, she grabbed the newspaper that David kindly purchased for her to catch up on the latest. In actuality, she really didn't care about what was occurring in Musutafu, let alone Japan and on Earth in that matter.

A hidden sadistic joy yearned from her loins to see a now-disgraced scientist going to every whim, beck and call with the hope of obtaining a non-existent prize. Beta males like that give her pleasure and so do the pleasure when alpha males set their dominance on her in the eyes of the beta males. Thinking of that was getting her pussy a very familiar tingling sensation — but those were the old days!

Shortly after Moe and Rumi accommodated her students with their summer UA attire, they were now officially enrolled on the roster as foreign exchange students. Although it wasn't in the cards, she was thankful that Old Man Ozpin and the whatchamacallit headmaster of UA had a friendly relationship with each other. After watching the duo talk via Zoom, Ozpin happily gave Nezu his blessing to allow his Beacon students to interact with Nezu's UA students — on the condition that Glynda bring back data on how his girls interacted with their Pro Hero counterparts. Of course that meant working on paperwork, nevertheless, the blonde professor obliged. After all, it meant justifying the disdain of taking her frustrations out on Yang and cuckolding them on what they really crave — her cinnamon roll!

With the girls allied with the 1-A students, she was true to her word with room arrangements. Ruby was housed with Pony, Velvet, and Tooru. After the incident with Mineta sneaking into her cabin and robbing her personal effects, a room transfer was made for Pony to stay with them. Glynda felt that Velvet's timidity and determination would keep Ruby in check to stay out of trouble. Admittedly, the four together were loaded with kawaii energy. They would certainly become the best of friends, enough to distract Ruby from being with Izuku.

Weiss was housed with Kyouka and Mina. Despite the cabin only housing three students, Weiss's personality accommodated the fourth spot. Kyouka and Mina certainly weren't happy with the idea of the Snow Queen living with them. Not even the first night together they heard complaints from other neighbors of shouting and arguing between the trio. Glynda was aware of Weiss's "past" of dealing with individuals that looked different than her. It was unsurprising due to her family's past with Faunuses. Nevertheless, she kept telling herself that Weiss being around them would do some good. Although she enjoyed seeing Weiss being "tormented" at her expense. Nothing her precious daddy could do to buy her out of it.

The cabin where Setsuna and Kinoko resided housed Blake. Tsuyu volunteered to fill the fourth spot. According to Nemuri, Setsuna and Kinoko were best friends/pranksters. That in itself didn't bother Glynda as long as that wouldn't get Blake into trouble. She was surprised how quickly she warmed up to Tsuyu. It may be attributed to the fact that they both share animal-like qualities and compared to how it was Remnant versus Earth, Blake could feel comfortable being herself without facing prejudice. It made sense when she noticed the Faunus stopped sporting her large black bow on the first day of class.

Unbeknownst to Nemuri and the fellow SRP members, Blake was Glynda's biggest threat. Of course who wouldn't resist the dapper, dashing cinnamon roll but it made her feel uneasy how they gravitated toward each other. What confirmed her suspicions was when she watched Izuku and saw puncture marks on his neck — the claiming mark. The blonde professor read enough Faunus history to know the symbolism behind the mark. That was going to be trouble to the crew as the bond between Izuku and Blake had grown deeper than a mere form of teenage affection.

Yang, on the other hand, was a challenge. Nemuri took the privilege of finding the suitable candidates that would keep the bold and spontaneous teen in check. Yang was placed with Yui Kodai, Ann Takamaki, and Ibara Shiozaki. Yui normally was reserved and kept to herself. However, she wasn't afraid of being vocal and addressing her concerns to a teacher regarding misbehavior. On the conditions of her probation, Ann knew better not to incite violence. Plus, if she wanted to return back to Shujin Academy and remove the red letter on her permanent record, she would play by the rules. Plus, with her odd obsession with her cousin, Katsuki, she wouldn't be too much trouble.

However, the real pleasure was having Ibara being assigned to the room. The religious, holy daughter of God would treat Yang as if she was the resident of Sodom and Gomorrah. It was without a doubt that Ibara wouldn't approve of Yang's antics and lifestyle. As a bonus, she was provided information — although it was against the rules, as well as an invasion of privacy, to tell another student about Yang's ties to criminal activity and past sexual escapades, they knew Ibara would do anything to keep the girl on the straight and narrow.

At least Glynda could be relaxed to know that she wouldn't have to worry about the girls going after Izuku. Speaking of the emerald Adonis, during the time he and the others were at training, she, Moe and Rumi took the opportunity to "run a sweep" of his cabin. Thanks to Moe and her ways of persuasion, the Landrock Van 150 was back into their custody. The vehicle itself appeared as if it was a work truck. Parked behind the main cabin, along with Yang's getaway car, Central Command was up and running once more. With that said, privacy wouldn't even exist for Izuku. The moment Izuku wanted to use the restroom or dig into his nose, it would be watched by Glynda and the other members of the Selective Re-Modification Program. Glynda tried her best not to get too excited. If the boy only knew what she was actually feeling as she stared daggers at him during their disciplinary hearing. A great thing that Shouta didn't have supersonic hearing or else he would have heard rattling inside the robe she wore that day.

The professor sighed, knowing that the change of panties and ordering a new rotor for her vibrator was worth it. The boy was back into her hands. If only he knew how she really felt about him. Oum, did she envied those bitches who think they want Izuku. She knew the male-to-female population was scarce with the latter, but why him? Of all the boys in Japan, why would they fall for him? One thing was for sure, she would make sure to get a taste of this carrot before….

*BAM!*

Glynda didn't even flinch as the table was heavily slammed on. She saw it coming. Glynda couldn't exactly say that everyone was pleased with the decision that she made the day before regarding the fate of her students.

The green-eyed professor calmly glanced up at the very woman that she proudly despised.

"Good morning, girls." Glynda said. A nonchalance was evident toward the blonde reptilian Pro Heroine as she stood front and center at the breakfast table. Ryuko wasn't alone as Nemuri, Moe, Yuu and Rumi were accompanying her.

"We got an early start today, ladies, so I've made enough breakfast for everyone on the breakfast bar," she responded as she reached for another English muffin. "Especially you, Ryuko. Your blood sugars are really low so help yourself because I know how you can act when you are calcium and zinc deprived."

"First of all, I wouldn't eat that shit even if it had the antidote for cancer. Secondly, where in the fuck do you get off on making arrangements without consulting the chairwoman of the board first," responded Ryuko argumentatively. "Just because we're back working together again doesn't make you the fucking boss. If you think you're calling the shots, Glynda Goodbitch, then you better have an army, pal." She then pointed at her colleagues. "Just because you got the leash on them doesn't mean you have the leash on me. Remember that, adjunct!"

Glynda yawned as she covered her mouth. She really needed to learn how to schedule her sleep cycles more properly. Part of the night was spent masturbating to Izuku. It was adorable that the sweet, innocent cinnamon roll had a wicked spice in him. She watched in sheer concentration as the boy humped his bed. A bit childish and unconventional but did she envy the bed that absorbed his seeds.

As well as that thick bodypillow that had cat ears. Or was it? She had to learn to stop mixing her ambien and wine together.

"Ryuko, let bygones be bygones." She then looked up to her with a sly-looking grin. "Is that what you've said, remember?"

The tall, purple-haired Pro Heroine, if she could, would activate her dragon form and rip that bitch to shreds and feed her to the crows.

Glynda took another bite into her muffin. "If anything, let's call it even. And for the record, if you're going to insult me, then please refer to me as a bad bitch. Or Glynda the baddest bitch!"

"Do you think what you've done to me is considered even? I was arrested, charged with kidnapping and I had to come out of my own pockets to pay for my bail," she said sharply. "Do you know what you have done could have tarnished my reputation?"

"The charges were dropped," replied Glynda. "A harmless prank, no harm done. Plus, I didn't see your name in the paper so what reputation?"

"I know you can be a lot of things, Glynda, but this here is a definite new low." Ryuko said, placing her hands between her hips.

Glynda's English muffin was getting a bit lukewarm. She should have left it unattended while poaching the eggs. It mattered not as she nevers finishes her breakfast. She grabbed the seasoning salt to add flavor to her eggs. "Ryuko, I am not sure if you are aware but it is the crack of dawn." She yawned once more, showing her insincerity of the matter. "Must we forget that you threw me out of the van, left me high and dry with no money, and oh, yeah…threw jabs at me at any moment's notice. Like the kids say, why dish the meal if you can't handle the sauce?"

"So it's cute when you take a boy against their will, tie them up, and expect the unknown?"

"Involving little boys and doing things without the parent's consent," retorted Glynda. "How is it any different? You always say life isn't fair, correct?"

"I am not even sure what's stopping me from kicking your ass."

"Nothing but a table and breakfast in the way," retorted Glynda. "I may not be Elsa but if you want Anna, then have at it!" She waved her hand to the Pro Heroine. "I've been praying for this day. Apparently you still haven't learned since Chicago, have you?"

"I'm ready for you, bitch. You have been a problem to me since day one," replied Ryuko as she got into her stance.

It was cut off when Moe stepped in to intervene.

"Pots and kettles, Thelma and Louise, calm down," said Moe, rolling her eyes. "Inko's car is in the lot and the nearest cliff is a few miles down the way, so if you want to make out and slam your car to oblivion, please do it quickly before Toshinori comes to retrieve it back to her."

"I'd rather lick the dick cheese off a hikikomori's virgin cock than to ever lock lips with that chode," said Ryuko.

"Aww~!" Glynda said, displaying a fake smile. "As if a hikikomori wanted to get the chance of getting blue waffles or Alaskan king crabs. Yet again, why not? After all, they're used to getting the burnt ends of the stick anyway." She lightly dabbed her cheek with her napkin. "And before you double back to me about virgins, that Mineta fellow was eyeing Rumi to the point he would blow his wad in those already crusty, urinated drawers."

"Sensei, Tatsuma, please stop." Nemuri stepped in between the dueling parties. "Moe's right." She turned to Glynda. "Sensei, we all know that you and Tatsuma have an uneasy relationship. Be that as it may, she is very important to the program and your cooperation with each other is very important."

"Agreed." Moe said. "You two are great in your craft and very important to the cause. However, we can't function well without you bitching and arguing all the damn time."

"I don't know about you guys but there is a hot cinnamon roll that is literally in our grasp and for the taking." Rumi said as she bawled her hand into her fist. "I wouldn't even be here knowing there is a cute bunny rabbit to jump his bones. And please believe when I say I am going to make him sing every note until he can't come without saying my name."

"We can't function as a group without compliance," interjected Moe. "We all must get alone or else this will be all for naught."

"Oh, don't worry," retorted Rumi. "I am going to be all naughty as I get a taste of his peppermint stick. I feel I should have first dibs on Izuku."

"We're not playing the rank of who gets Izuku," retorted Ryuko as she raised her hand. "In the times we've used this ctOS, we've all failed miserably. The purpose of using this for him is to keep watch and to be sure no one would dare go into his cabin. At least any girls in that matter."

"I don't know…" Rumi interjected. "I don't want to be a part of the rumor mill, but according to what I have heard about this Bakugo fella…"

Ryuko cleared her throat, making it obvious that she had the floor. "The point is that we all have a goal in mind. This software isn't a toy and the intent is that we can make this software in our favor to obtain what we want — him!"

"I tend to wait in the john, catch them with their drawers down but I guess it won't work here," said Rumi.

"No, it…ah…won't!" Ryuko turned to Rumi and the group. "We're looking for somewhere with cover for us and no escape route for him."

"The same principle as the men's room." Yuu added. "Oh so familiar with that!"

"Preach it, sister!" Rumi said as she high-fived the vain Pro Heroine.

"What's on tap for today…besides the tedium boredom of training," asked Moe.

"We've got free period this afternoon. A day at the beach," said Glynda.

"If you want to call that ditch a beach, then okay," muttered Rumi.

"Anyway…Keigo and I are chaperoning the bunch. Hadou and Hatsume are acting as lifeguards," said Glynda as she turned to Nemuri and Yuu. "Gauge the area and take the temperature. Got to preheat the oven before basting the turkey."

"Wait, wait, wait!" Rumi said as she shoved Yuu out of the way. "Why is it always these skanks that have to gauge the room?"

"One, Izuku is familiar with them and two, he barely knows you," retorted Glynda.

"Hey," retorted Yuu. "Who in the hell are you calling skank?"

"Excuse the hell out of us that he wants something nice, luscious, and plump," interjected Midnight.

"And soft, don't forget soft." Yuu added.

"Wait. When did everything start going back on Glynda," said Ryuko. "I'm the chairwoman, remember?"

"If you want our mission to be successful then we're going to need to take the temperature before we take this boy for the picking," said Glynda. "That means making him earn our trust and leading him into the honeypot." She then turned to Moe, who decided to speak.

"What Glynda is saying is that Nemuri and Yuu got to convince Izuku to join us in our banquet of discord. She hopes that with these two familiarity with him, it would convince him to join us." Moe turned her head to Rumi. "Plus, I need you to come with me to town and grab some supplies."

"Stuck with the grunt work." Rumi said, shaking her head in disagreement. "In that case, I want an all-nighter with him."

Moe pushed Rumi to lead her out of the dining area. "Let's go, Rumi."

As Nemuri and Yuu decided to grab some grub, Ryuko just stood there dumbfounded.

Glynda, on the other hand, resumed her tea, which was now lukewarm. "Anything else, Ryuko?!"

The Pro Heroine narrowed her eyes at the green-eyed professor. After a moment, she walked away and left the dining area. Glynda shook her head and chuckled. The feeling of being back at the position of leader and reminding Ryuko that a title didn't mean anything if one didn't have the respect.

Meanwhile….

The doors to the Lucky Cat Cafe were opened. Cardin stepped inside as he flicked the cigarette away. The blond was exhausted but with the mistress, it was best to not complain and stay attentive.

He found a spare stool and took a seat. Perching his lip, he looked at the menu briefly before putting it down.

"Garcon, coffee!" Cardin raised his hand, snapping his fingers.

It wasn't long when the waitress came and approached the blond.

"Garcon means boy," she responded as she gave him a cup and poured fresh coffee in there. "May I take your order."

"Do you have something to put in my ash," he questioned her, putting out another cigarette.

"Use that spare plate beside you," she answered.

Cardin took the spare saucer next to his coffee cup. As he lit the cancerstick, his eyes laid on the waitress's tired eyes. "And…I am looking for this camp." He reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone. "I can't particularly find it and I've heard it has recently undergone new management. I reckon it would be neighborly if you knew anything about it."

The waitress saw as Cardin also slid a hundred-dollar bill on the table to her. He then proceeded to smile. "Like I've said, quite neighborly."

To be continued…..