Hey, guys. BD is back with another installment of 'A Homestay To Remember.' This chapter will serve as a filler chapter — tying strings up to the grand moment between Yang and Izuku. In this chapter, Minoru and Denki act on their plan to score Pony's panties. Meanwhile, Burnin' receives word from Glynda that Team RWBY is missing and are determined to find the girls. Later, as Minoru and Denki act on their plan, they are met with a surprise…at least for Minoru. 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}
Denki was sitting on the couch watching the movie Hot Gimmick while Minoru was on the phone with his "friend." It was quite peculiar to the electric blond that Minoru was very secretive about this "friend's" identity — age, name, even sex. And the Lord knows how much Minoru greedily pleads for it and wants it.
As Denki relaxed and drank a soda from the mini-fridge, he was just buying his time — going along with the program. Unbeknownst to the dwarf, the blond had plans of his own. When they left the cafeteria, Minoru used the restroom. Denki received a call from Kyouka about tonight's rendezvous. She wasn't pleased about being ditched but she was considerate for the cause.
Denki patted his pocket where his wallet resided. A smile appeared on his face as he knew what was encompassed tonight — she was going to sneak him into her cabin. Mina, Tsuyu, and Tooru didn't mind as long as they didn't do anything that would stir them or the neighbors. As promised, he offered them the pocket money from Minoru as a promise that he wouldn't do anything perverted to them. A loss with his funds but a gain to know that he would be sharing a bed with the girl of his dreams. He was so excited that he could hardly keep it calm and docile. An in-and-out; five, ten minutes tops according to Minoru. Plus, he knew there was extra pocket money if Minoru succeeded in taking another pair.
"Yeah, huh-huh. You too, goodbye." Minoru hung up the phone. Putting it back in his pocket, he turned around to his friend as he continued to watch television. "Okay, we've got a window."
Denki turned off the television and turned his back to the dwarf. "Hmm?!"
"My 'friend' told me that the girls just left a few minutes ago and Aizawa and the other teachers are at their meeting." Minoru jumped across the couch where he took a seat. "All we need are in the bags on the table." He reached inside and pulled out the tactical gear that they were going to wear for this mission.
"How is this 'friend' able to know the comings and goings of the girls?"
"Classified."
"It's like that?" Denki arched an eyebrow. "I thought we're open and opaque with our relationship."
"According to your girlfriend Jirou, closed and discreet suits you better," retorted the grapehead. "Enough worrying about my connections and focus on tonight's goal."
"Okay~!" Denki saw the gear. He was very impressed. The outfits were designed to provide effective camouflage within the woods. They carefully put on their gear, each piece contributing to their stealthy appearance.
"Expenses were not spared." Minoru said as he put on his ski masks. "Shinobu's beware! As you are stealthy to take your target, we are stealthy to take your undies." He delivered a peace sign. "Take the load off your eyes for your panties are mine." He let out a snicker.
The dwarf was determined to make this mission a success. Pony Tsunotori was one of the most easygoing, yet naive girls from their class. As mentioned earlier, she was too adorable, painfully shy to function. Going with the flow, she wouldn't have a clue to think that someone would sneak into her room and take her undies. Thanks to his "friend," she had recently taken a shower, so a "fresh" pair of worn panties was his for the taking. And because there were freshly worn panties on the line, he would have to charge Monoma extra for this quest.
Denki was pulling up his hood. Their outfits consist of earth-toned clothing, including camouflage jackets, pants, and gloves. They even have face paint to complete their transformation. "Why does it feel like I am part of the Akatsuki or something?"
"Tch! And who the hell are they?" Minoru cracked his knuckles as he completed the attire by zipping up his hood. "Uzumaki was spending too much time with his sexy jiu jitsu that he got flaccid. Instead, he settled with a nun and not with the hottie Sakura or at least Ino or Tsunade." He cradled his hands. "How could you not resist a nice set of breasts to smother you for days. It didn't matter that Tsunade was using a jiu jitsu to conceal her true appearance. As long as those titties were real, then let me park my tube steak!"
A teardrop appeared on Denki's face. "Do you ever think you try too hard, Mineta?"
"I would like to call it a commitment to my lifestyle choice," responded Minoru. Once they're fully dressed, they take a look at each other, satisfied with the result.
He reached for his phone to take a selfie. "We blend in pretty well, don't we?"
Denki shook his head in agreement. "Definitely. No one's gonna see us coming."
With their camouflage outfits on, Denki and Minoru felt a surge of excitement. They knew that these outfits will give them the edge they need to pull off their plan without being detected. "Holy Esdeath, did our friend make these outfits extremely soft? I'm sort of getting a hard-on, would you agree, Denki?"
"Pause!" Denki crossed his arms. "That's something a guy shouldn't be telling another guy."
"Whatever~!" Minoru clicked his tongue. "Okay, we're dressed and ready for action." He looked at the time on his phone. The distance to Reiko's cabin was a five, maybe eight minute walk. As hoped, the girls by now should be on their way to their destination. As he hoped, the operation shouldn't be more than ten minutes — Denki kept watch, he would go inside and find Pony's area, take the panties and head out scot-free. Once he obtained the items, then he could go and head back to their cabin for a debrief. He had created a signal for Monoma to confirm that the deed was done. If successful, he could move forward to more of the tedious task — obtaining Mirko's leotard.
A few minutes later….
They slipped out of their cabin, blending seamlessly into the environment, and made their way to the girls' cabin, eager to see treasures to bestow upon their arrival.
With their camouflage outfits providing effective cover, Denki and Minoru executed their plan with precision. Denki took up a position where he could keep an eye out for any unexpected onlookers, ensuring that they wouldn't be compromised.
Minoru took the opposite position from where Denki was. Problem was — there wasn't enough cover if he were found out. "Alright, Kaminari we got to keep things smooth," said Minoru in a serious tone.
The electric blond clicked his tongue. "Dude, your vagina is the only thing smooth. Don't make this harder than what it looks."
"Says you. I am not the one going into the trenches."
"First, we flipped a coin. Second, the thought of me touching those delicates first irked you," responded Denki as he stuck out his tongue.
Minoru put his finger to his lip, wanting silence. "The past is the past, the present is inches away and the future is having Mirko's sweet, sweet delicates." He feverishly rubbed his hands. "I hope she didn't shower 'cause I am already wet."
"Gross."
The plan commenced — Denki had night vision binoculars in case of onlookers. Thanks to practicing the mimicry of Fumikage, a signal was placed in case the plan was compromised. With the clone keycard he procured, Minoru rushed to the front door. Inserting the key card inside of the slot, he was granted access inside of the cabin.
Denki advised him to not turn on any lights. There was no clue on how or what were communicating between the girls or anyone in that matter. Minoru understood, taking it on board as the stealth mission proceeded.
Inside the cabin, Minoru moved stealthily, making sure not to make a sound that could give away his presence. He was determined to make this plan a success. A blessing to identify Pony's bed thanks to the bedding that showed the unicorn head from the animated series, Star vs. the Forces of Evil.
It was no surprise that the cabin was kept clean as it was the first day. The faint scent of shampoo indicated that Tsunotori had recently taken a shower. Sporting his night-vision goggles, he scanned Tsunotori's area — searching for the treasure that was once buried in her fleshy trenches.
Sticking out his tongue, he unzipped her luggages. Upon opening, clothes and keepsakes — obvious trinkets to give the teen a sense of home. A few DVDs of Star vs. the Forces of Evil, Gravity Falls, and Rick and Morty. There were pony figurines, shoujo mangas, and a novella called Love Ninja. Upon further rummaging, his eyes widened when he saw a rainbow-themed vibrator inside. Feverishly licking his lips, he took it and placed it inside of his jacket. Monoma was going to appreciate this treasure — he could literally smell the green in his hands. Or it could be from the faint scent of her juices…hard to tell.
"Bingo!" Minoru whispered when seeing a pair of panties — pure white. He nodded self-approvingly. He got the goods but not the treasure. Stuffing the panties in his jacket, he searched the bed to see where she would leave the worn undergarment.
He got a notification from his Apple Watch. "What's taking so long?" A message from Denki. "We're risking further trouble if you are any longer."
Minoru responded. "Found an extra item that was ribbed for her pleasure. It won't be long. Just focus on not getting caught, okay?"
Communication was concluded and now back to the matter at hand.
He scanned the area to find the whereabouts of the bathroom. Every cabin had a private restroom. Apparently, bathrooms weren't initially an amenity until Momo's people installed them. Word through the grapevine was that previous tenants, Camp Buddy, the campers got a little too comfortable with one's personal space.
He walked a few feet forward and his beady eyes sported a door. Grabbing the knob, he turned it and voila — the bathroom. Minoru stepped inside, slowly closed the door and looked for any delicates in sight. He looked at the floor, the sink, something to show that Pony was there.
He felt a notification on his wrist. No time for deviations or distractions, he wasn't leaving until Pony's panties were in his hand. "Holy Dio!" A sigh of relief hit his chest. An elated feeling tingled through his body when he saw what he needed to get — her underwear.
Pony's panties were hanging on the shower rack. Minoru felt the hentai gods were blessing him as he could scent the essence of womanhood permeating in it. Tears of happiness cascaded down his flushed cheeks. He couldn't believe that the goal had been achieved.
"Victory is mine~," he cried melodically. "Victory is mine~!" He began to clap. "Victory today is mine~!" It was a two-step worth celebrating. Never in his life did he feel….
….!
"Is anyone there? The door was left open."
"Shit!" Minoru cursed to himself. The saying was true, if it was too good to be true, then something was wrong. He covered his mouth with his hand and kept still. The eyes were on the door and here he was standing in the mirror. Slowly, he looked at his Apple Watch. It was a notification from Denki.
"We've been compromised. Bail!"
"What happened to the bird call, you ass?!" Minoru sighed heavily but tried his hardest to not let his presence be known. He could hear footsteps approaching in his direction. Nervousness impacted his mind, sweat began evacuating his pores. Worst of all — he was pitching a tent.
"Double shit!" He said to himself. "Why does the thought of getting caught give me a hard-on?"
He had to suppress those feelings. Aizawa-sensei wouldn't understand the concept of a harmless freshman prank. Expulsion would be the least of his worries. A ride to Pound Town was imminent and no way was he going to be fondled by another man.
He slowly backed away. Seconds felt like an eternity.
The bathroom knob wobbled.
….!
"Triple shit!" Minoru's heart raced as he heard the wobbling of the bathroom door attempting to be opened. The situation took a sudden turn, and the thrill of the raid was quickly replaced with a surge of panic. He knew that the timing was off, that something wasn't right. He realized he needed to act fast.
Slowly pulling out the phone, he phoned Denki. A few seconds later, the phone answered.
"Denki!" Minoru whispered out urgently, hoping his friend would hear and respond. But the forest's ambient sounds and his racing heartbeat drowned out his voice, and he was met with silence. He strained his ears, listening for any signs of Denki's presence, but the only response was the rustling of leaves and the distant echo of one's running.
Suddenly, the call was disconnected.
Fear spiked within him as he considered the possibilities. He knew they couldn't afford to be caught in this situation, especially given the mischievous nature of their current endeavor. With a quick decision, he turned around and rushed to the nearest window, his heart pounding in his chest. The only option was to escape and regroup.
Minoru's body moved on pure instinct as he jumped out of the window, his agile form landing with a soft thud on the forest floor. His eyes darted around, searching for any signs of Denki. Panic clawed at him as he realized that his friend was nowhere to be seen.
Before he could further think, he heard the door from the bathroom open. With that said, he headed into the darkness.
"DENKI!" he shouted, the desperation evident in his voice. He hoped that Denki was nearby, that he would hear his call and respond. But the darkness and the forest's disorienting maze make it nearly impossible to know which direction to head in.
Driven by fear and the need to regroup, Minoru breaks into a run, his feet pounding against the forest floor. He doesn't know where he's headed, only that he needs to find safety and figure out their next move. The adrenaline courses through his veins, pushing him forward even as uncertainty hangs heavy in the air.
As he navigated the woods, his thoughts raced. How were they compromised? He swore the information presented was between him and Denki. It wouldn't be his "friend" as that "friend" had too much to lose. Monoma wasn't bold enough. After what happened at the carnival, the teen knew better. Plus, what benefit would he get from that?
Nevertheless, he needed to find a safe zone, somewhere he could recollect his thoughts — as well as Denki's whereabouts.
"Denki isn't a rat. Yes, I was wrong for raining on his parade but he wouldn't be that stupid to self-sabotage. Would he?" He put those thoughts to rest. What benefit would he gain from snitching?
In a matter of moments, what should have been an easy lick spiraled into a tense and uncertain situation, leaving Minoru and Denki in the midst of a forest, their paths diverging and their camaraderie tested by unexpected events.
He dialed Denki's number again. "Pick up, man. Pick the hell up!" The forest's underbrush suddenly gave way to an unexpected encounter, and before Minoru could react, he collided with someone else.
*BAM!*
….!
The impact sent them both tumbling to the ground, and he felt a rush of panic as he struggled to regain his bearings.
"Ouch!" It didn't help that the vibrator he took prodded his stomach. "I think I sort of know the feeling when you stick something inside of a girl." He examined himself momentarily for any damages. He didn't see anything worth mentioning. Then, the impact. Was it Denki? If so, he had a lot to explain himself for abandoning his post while on a mission.
As the dust settled, his eyes widened with shock.
Feet away from him lay a girl on the ground. Minoru couldn't help but gazed at her unconscious form. He took in her features with a mix of awe and curiosity. Her golden hair fanned out against the ground like a shimmering halo, the strands catching glints of light and casting a warm glow. Her face, relaxed in slumber, was framed by those same waves of hair, and he couldn't help but notice how her features softened in this vulnerable state.
Her violet eyes, which usually held a mischievous sparkle, were now closed in peaceful repose. Her lashes cast delicate shadows on her cheeks, adding to the serene picture she made. The freckles that dotted her skin were faintly visible, adding to her charm.
Despite being unconscious, there was still a sense of strength and vibrancy about her. Her strong jawline and the way she carried herself, even in sleep, spoke of the determination and energy that defined her character. And as he observed her, he couldn't help but feel a mixture of admiration and, perhaps, a touch of envy for the confidence she exuded even in this vulnerable moment.
He recognized her. The girl that surrounded Izuku that day at the carnival. The girl that gave Neito and Manga a proper beatdown as well. She was the talk of the group following the events that day. She happened to be one of the girls that was doing a homestay at Izuku's house.
"Yang Xiao Long?!" Minoru said out loud.
Earlier that night….
After dropping off Rumi at her apartment, Moe headed to the Ritz-Carlton for a little rest and relaxation. The staff at the establishment knew her as she was regular. All she had to do was come in, ring the bell, take the keycard, and head to the penthouse suite. Being Enji's sidekick had its perks thus being advantageous.
Moe texted the girls that she wanted a night off. With Nemuri and Yuu getting settled at the campsite, Glynda retiring back to the Midoriya residence for the night and Rumi…with doing whatever an insatiable Rumi would do, Moe wanted time to collect her thoughts.
She would be leaving for the camp in the next couple of days after tidying up shop and tying any loose ends. She and Rumi were leaving together. She still extended the offer to Glynda if she happened to change her mind.
Balancing a workload as a Pro Heroine and faculty head of the SRP wasn't easy. How can one serve and protect the metropolis from evildoers whereas engaging in illicit affairs with students who weren't old enough to purchase alcohol. Of course, Moe and those like her keep telling themselves that they weren't doing anything wrong. What they were doing was permissible, the students were at a consensual age, and what they offered them they wouldn't get anywhere else — camaraderie, lifetime connections, and siblinghood.
Paying off public officials, keeping vice off their backs, and having the participants take a vow of secrecy was a lot on the blonde heroine. Learning to keep bureaucracy away from their affairs grew weary and created concern that it would take its toll. Word through the grapevine was that there was a vigilante watch group vowing to take down their operation. As of now, nothing of an imminent threat — no letters, videos, nothing to indicate grave concern. But there has been radio chatter and she also knew how kids love to talk and no one would say these things just to ruffle feathers.
Since the incident at the carnival, it was decided that their operations should lay low for the time being. Although Izuku was an exception, Nezu was gravely serious if they were to get caught. It was a close call as there wasn't anything pinpointing them.
Despite Tatsuma's suspension, Moe knew she wasn't going to talk. She was a key figure to the operation and played an important role in the group. They wouldn't have gotten this far without her. But, due to her and Glynda's acrimonious past, including the former's recent arrest, Nezu thought it would be best for the blonde dragon to take a vacation until things die down. Or at least when Glynda heads back to Beacon.
Even before Moe became a member of the SRP, she heard the stories behind Tatsuma and Goodwitch. Being a member of the SRP wasn't something taken likely. Tatsuma and Goodwitch were walking examples of excellence and leadership. Boys that were under their care were subjected to lewd, lascivious acts. This wasn't just a group that engaged in just sex. With how the newest generation of cruel and unusual torture tactics used by villains, the boys were taught how to withstand and to re-claim their dominance. Of course, their teachings were unorthodox but the boys that came through the program became successful Pro Heroes.
No one knew how and why their relationship had ceased. They were considered the dynamic duo — Batman and Robin, Jordan and Pippen, Goku and Piccolo, Tiger and Bunny — one couldn't live without the other. The only thing worth mentioning about the end of their partnership was an incident that occurred in Chicago.
Moe parked her car in the VIP section of the parking garage. A private elevator was going to take her to her suite. She had the whole night planned — a candlelight dinner, champagne in the hot tub, and she ordered dessert. Hopefully, her dessert had already arrived before stepping out of the hot tub.
About thirty minutes later….
Moe stepped out of the jacuzzi tub feeling refreshed. The scent of lavender covered her body as the suds rolled down from her breasts to her navel. She didn't have time to eat as dessert decided to come a little bit early.
After drying off, she went and grabbed her bathrobe. No need to wear anything sexy, especially since she planned to get dirty once again.
The lights were turned on in the room. Sat in the center was the queen-sized bed that was covered in red silk. The silk sheets were soft and slick. It looked very smooth to the touch.
Moe saw the center of attention in front of the bed. The person-in-question was covered in chocolate, honey, vanilla glaze, and maple syrup. It was decorated in assorted shapes and sizes over him. The whipped cream was coated around his nipples and groin area, accompanied by bananas. Cherries and other assorted fruits covered him.
He was a rentboy that Rumi frequently used. With her thoughts focused on Deku, Moe took the opportunity to borrow him for the night. What was good practice without a little visual aid?
"Thank you for buying me," said the boy in a timid voice. "I'm yours for the evening starting now, Moe-sama. Please play with me as much as you want."
The blonde Pro Heroine chuckled. "Fine~! Allow me to partake, my little puss in boots!"
She used her finger to trail the high fructose corn syrup on his leg. Her nipples were erect and the wetness in her cavern was planning to release itself from the floodgates.
"Ooh la la~!" The sidekick of Endeavor said as she licked her lips. She leaned over to him. His breath smelled of mother's milk. The very smell was flooding her senses. She kissed him. Soft and slow and he tasted like November, like hot chocolate on stormy evenings and crisp autumn air. "Fufufufu~! You came highly recommended, my fair boy. I had my eyes on you for a while. You're very sexy. Having sex with a cute boy like you is a dream for me…I'm so excited for this."
She shedded the towel, basking in the nakedness. The cool sensation of her pores just created a stir in her nipples. Did it feel like she could cut glass with her tits alone? "What do you think? I'm proud of my tits, you know?! Fufufu~!"
Rumi told her that certain trigger words excited the boy. It wasn't long when his sturdy cannoli stood attentively. "Ara ara~! Your dick has gotten big…did my breasts turn you on?"
She took no time to position herself on top of the boy. The stickiness of her dessert meshed with her body. "I'm glad you're this excited." She took hold of his dick. He let out a tiny moan. "Oh~! Your precum is leaking profusely. You're igniting a fire in me. Pardon the pun!"
"I'm gonna eat you, okay. Itadakimasu~!" Moe planted a strong kiss inside of the boy. The boy squirmed as the prowess of a woman literally rested onto him. Such a covetous kiss, the boy became lost as Moe was losing any sense of self-control. Any reason was discarded. Decency and grace — non-existent! The blonde heroine coveted the boy like she was some kind of beast.
Moe knew his story — he will obey! He was at her mercy. She spooled saliva onto her hand and used it to cover his already leaking cock. She loved dominating boys — ooh, she couldn't wait until she got her hands onto Izuku.
She slid from his lap and dropped to her knees. She opened her mouth and engulfed his entire girth in one bite. The boy felt like he was defenseless. His dick was already at a melting point. He continued to squirm as his dick was being mobbed inside her warm mouth.
The tip of his cock was being poked by her tongue. She was also tickling the backside of his cock. Interchangeably doing that was making the boy already getting close to climax.
She parted her lips from his dick, creating a popping, smacking noise. "This choco-banana cannoli is to die for her," she said seductively. "Let's see how the cream filling tastes."
The boy jerked his head back, eyes looking skyward. The pleasure his dick felt when it was melting. It didn't matter if she ingested his shaft away from him.
"Are you about to cum? Are you going to spray your bitter juice?" Moe said to the rentboy. "You're so cute when you tremble." She resumed back to sucking his cock. "I won't spill a drop, okay? Come on, cum in my mouth. I'll swallow everything."
*RING~ RING~*
She pulled away from his cock, leaving a bridge of his precum and her saliva. She furrowed her eyes at the phone she claimed she had turned off.
"Excuse me, my pet." She said as she stood up. Drench and coated with each other's juices, she walked to the nightstand where her phone resided. When looking at the contact, she saw that it was Nemuri.
Already seeing the caller was wrecking her nerves. As if the nympho herself knew when to find choice moments to interrupt her lovemaking. She was never like that whenever the slut acquired a boy.
She cleared her throat and took the call. "This better be good, Nemuri. I'm being serviced!" She sounded obviously annoyed, indicating her frustration to Victoria's Secret number-one shopper.
"Sorry, Moe. On any other occasion, I wouldn't bother you but we have a problem."
"Such as!"
"Glynda can't find the girls."
"What do you mean, 'can't find the girls?'"
"They're gone. Out of sight. Not known where they were last seen."
Moe could pull her hair right now. She excused herself from her lover of the night and took the call in the restroom. Sitting down on the toilet, she crossed her legs. "Ok, Nemuri. You're saying that the girls are missing?"
"Glynda called earlier in an irate state. You know, Inko Midoriya, Izuku's mother? The one who is hosting them."
"Yeah. I know of her."
"Glynda went back and was told by Inko that the girls couldn't be found. She said that the girls went out while she was running errands. So, she has no idea where the girls could be."
"They're teenagers," said Moe, trying to find a lighter side of it. "Just because they are from Remnant doesn't make them completely alien. Knowing them, they probably went to a drink bar or went to karaoke. I know Remnant is a bit complex but shouldn't be far off the mark of what usual teenagers do."
"Do teenagers go out and take their suitcases?" Nemuri retorted.
Moe cursed under breath. She raised her head and took some breaths. She resumed the call. "You're sure Glynda has no idea where her students are?"
"They have cleaned out, took all of their possessions. Making matters worse, Glynda said that the ID that she swiped from Yang Xiao Long was missing," said Nemuri. "Glynda suspects Inko played a role but she can't prove it. Be it as it may, if we don't find them, there could be trouble."
Moe knew Nemuri was right. Although this was an operation between the faculty and staff of UA and Beacon, it involved Nemuri since she served as part of the welcoming committee between the two schools. Before she could delve further, first things first.
"Do the girls know anything about the SRP," asked Moe sternly.
"No! No one knows but us…and the boys involved," answered Nemuri.
"Where do you think the girls could have gone? Do they have any connections outside of our circle?"
"Glynda stated that none of the girls have been affiliated with anyone in Japan. Beside Weiss Schnee, none of the other girls have traveled outside of Remnant."
"It still doesn't rule out Weiss Schnee. That prissy bitch had a mouth on her," responded Moe. "Knowing her and the Faunus hatchery/plantation her family owns, there could be connections." She bit into her lip. "I suggest telling Glynda to look into that to cover our end."
"Gotcha!"
"Secondly, the ctOS! Has the van been released from the police storage yard?"
"Shouta got word that the van was back in our custody. However, he suggests not using it for a while," responded Nemuri. "He thinks it's too hot right now."
"No choice," interjected Moe. "I'm getting dressed and I am heading down there to the van and activate the software. Last time I checked, we should have a direct line to one of the girls."
"You're sure you wanna take that chance?"
"We don't have much of a choice and I won't leave anything to chance." Moe stood up and turned the water on in the sink so she could wash off the stench of sex. "Call Ryuko and tell her that I will be at her house in thirty minutes."
"Tatsuma is suspended without pay, remember? She can't even go near the van."
"True, but she has the files that we need. If I can remember correctly, that one girl in question…the one you all pursued a couple of weeks back." The blonde heroine snapped her fingers. "Ruby Rose!"
"Oh yeah," said Nemuri. "She was one of the girls that was with Izuku that night."
"If we can connect Ruby, then we can connect her and the others." Moe said as she was applying a wet towel on herself. "Call Glynda after this and talk about what I've mentioned about Weiss. I'll get Rumi and Glynda and go to the lockup where we keep the van."
"On it, Moe."
"Keep your eyes peeled and your ears open." Moe disconnected the call. She hated having to cancel prematurely but that was the hazard of being a heroine. She would tip the boy and let him spend the night before heading back to God-knows-where in the morning.
"If it isn't one thing, it's something else. Ai yi yi!" She cursed under breath and stepped out of the bathroom. Another night cuckolded as usual, she thought to herself. "I hope Tatsuma doesn't mind me popping by." She made a mental note to put certain people on silent the next time she had an interaction with a rentboy. Can a night alone suffice for the Pro Heroine?
Meanwhile….
The grapehead dwarf couldn't believe his eyes on what was laying right in front of him — the infamous Yang Xiao Long. It was no secret that the rumor mill filled the cybernet of social media about her actions pertaining to Bakugo, Monoma, and Fukidashi. She and Blake treated each of them like a full course meal. It was certainly without a doubt that they shared the best for last — Bakugo for dessert!
"Look out, Yang! Say cheese!" A flick of a camera phone flicked into the night. A selfie as the dwarf lay beside the unconscious blonde — peace signs, a kiss to the cheek, and a head up and hand signals as a creed for his gangstas filled his gallery. He knew it was right but the teen couldn't help himself. When would it be the next time an opportunity like this would happen?
"You got some nerve, your shit on the curb, boy we put in work~. From 64th, and from 65th, WE'RE NOT FROM 63rd~!" He thought mischievously before getting back to the matter at hand. "Okay, back to serious mode!" Minoru put one hand on his hip and scratched his head. What was he going to do? He looked at his phone — too far out of range to get service. Another thing — where was he? The adrenaline of running made him fail to decipher the direction he was going. Then the obvious elephant in the room: how and why was she here?
Minoru watched Yang's unconscious form, a mixture of emotions swirling within him. On one hand, he was relieved that she seemed to be alright since he could hear her breathing. On the other hand, a twinge of jealousy gnawed at him as he realized the reason she was here – Izuku.
As he observed her, a small frown tugged at the corners of his lips. It was obvious that Yang had come all this way to see Izuku, and the thought left a bitter taste in his mouth. He couldn't deny his feelings of envy as he imagined the two of them spending time together, laughing, talking, and whatever else they might be doing.
"Why does he get all the attention?" Minoru muttered under his breath, his gaze fixed on Yang's unconscious form. He couldn't help but wonder what it was about Izuku that drew people to him. Was it his heroic nature? His friendly personality? Or was there something more that he was missing?
As Minoru hesitated, curiosity getting the better of him, he tentatively reached out to poke Yang with a stick. His intentions were innocent (yeah, right), hoping to rouse her from her unconscious state, but his wandering eyes inadvertently took in her form as he did so. His imagination began to drift, fueled by the fantasies that often occupied his mind.
"God damn, does she have some big titties!"
With a hesitant poke, he gently prodded Yang's arm, hoping to rouse her from her sleep. "Hey, uh... Yang? Are you awake?"
There was no response at first, and Minoru's anxiety grew. He gave her arm another, slightly firmer, poke. "Come on, Yang, wake up."
The dwarf looked to his twelve and at his six. He even looked at his three and his nine. Slowly, the stick trailed from her arm to her breasts. With another poke, he gently prodded Yang's breast. "Holy Esdeath, can they jiggle."
It wasn't long after that when he felt the tent prodding in his pants. "It isn't perverted if you poke at her titties. Titties have a lot of fat. The fat can radiate and wake her up. Yeah, that's it!"
Ill-conceived logic and ill-gotten gain perceived the mind of the troubled pervert. A moment like this would only exist in manga and anime — are the hentai gods blessing him?
He paced back and forth with himself. This might be the only chance he could cop a feel without a warranted slap from a woman. Was this wrong? Absolutely? Was he taking a risk? Yes he was. However, did it really count if she wasn't aware?
"If I just touch the part where her clavicle is located," he said to himself as he walked toward the unconscious blonde. "In that way, it isn't exactly touching her titties, it is basically I am trying to hear her heartbeat." He snapped his fingers, feeling joyed to find a formidable excuse. "Plus isn't the heart located around her boobs?"
Trying not to yelp like a jolly, fat schoolboy who found cake, he kneeled beside Yang. He blew out air from his mouth and onto his head, rubbing it feverishly. "One cuff — under breast, five seconds and that's it."
He looked at the gorgeous teen once more, seeing how the moon shined upon her waving hair and her soft lips. Boy, did he envy those who have touched those supple lips. He shut his eyes and counted from three…two…one….
He went for it. Minoru's hand scooped under Yang's breast. He nearly lost his breath in disbelief that he was actually touching this damsel's milk glands. He wanted to hyperventilate. He was flushing, sweaty, running out of breath. Did touching a girl's breast make a guy feel that way?
"You got some nerve to ever think in your short life to do what I think you're doing."
His reverie was abruptly shattered when he felt a sudden, strong pressure around his throat. Startled, his gaze snapped back to Yang, only to find her eyes open and a fierce grip on his neck. Panic surged through him as he realized the situation he had gotten himself into.
"Care to explain yourself?" Yang's voice was a low growl, her grip unyielding, and her expression one of both annoyance and suspicion.
Swallowing hard, Minoru's eyes widened in fear, his mind racing for an explanation that could hopefully defuse the situation. "I... I was just trying to wake you up! It was a misunderstanding, I swear!"
"No…a misunderstanding is leaving a fork in a microwave. A misunderstanding is when you explain to the cops that the fight in the bar was out of self-defense." She gripped his neck tighter, causing him to croak — spit particles splashing on Yang, which made her audibly annoyed. "What makes you think you have the right, no, the privilege in breathing my air, invading my space, and touching my breasts." The bulging vein on her forehead throbbed profusely. "You must not know who I am, do you? I can crush your balls into jelly with one squeeze."
"I swear…on everything I love…even my tiny, worthless, virgin balls…" Minoru said, struggling to breathe. "I wasn't trying to do anything nasty. I saw you that way and was trying to wake you up. Please, holy Esdeath, I don't wanna die…as a virgin, please!"
The pressure on his throat loosened slightly, and he coughed, gasping for air. Yang's gaze remained fixed on him, a mixture of irritation and skepticism evident in her eyes. "Uh-huh, and why were you staring at me like that?"
"I... I wasn't!" Minoru stammered, his face turning red in embarrassment. "I mean, I was, but not in the way you're thinking! I wasn't trying to... you know..."
Yang's eyebrow arched, and a smirk tugged at the corner of her lips. "Oh, really?"
"Yes, really!" Minoru insisted, his voice a mixture of desperation and embarrassment.
After a long, tense moment, Yang finally released her grip on his throat. He stumbled back, rubbing his neck and taking in deep, relieved breaths. Yang sat up, fixing him with a skeptical look. "Just be glad I didn't use my Semblance on you."
Minoru nodded vigorously, his heart still pounding. "Thank you for sparing me, Yang."
Yang's smirk widened into a mischievous grin. "Consider it a lesson learned."
As Yang got to her feet, Minoru couldn't help but feel a mixture of relief, embarrassment, and newfound respect for the fiery Huntress. He knew better now than to underestimate her, and he was certainly going to think twice before letting his imagination get the best of him again.
Minoru extended a hand to help Yang up from the ground, offering a sheepish smile. "Glad to see you're awake," he said as she took his hand and got back on her feet.
Yang dusted herself off, a curious look in her eyes. "Thanks. But how do you know my name?"
He scratched the back of his head, his nervousness showing. "Well, I saw you at the carnival a while back. You know, the one where you were all over Izuku?"
Yang burst into laughter, her amusement contagious. "Oh, that's right! The carnival! I remember that day." She winked at him. "You were there too, huh? What were you doing, spying on us?"
Minoru chuckled, feeling a bit embarrassed but also relieved by her playful response. "Nah, not spying. Just happened to be around, you know?"
She grinned, her golden eyes sparkling with mischief. "Sure, sure. Just 'happened to be around.'" Yang's eyes widened with recognition. "Wait a minute… are you the same Minoru who knows my sister, Ruby?"
Minoru scratched his head, his embarrassment showing. "Yeah, that's right. We met her at the fashion show. Denki and I helped Ruby out when she got locked in the closet by Melissa."
Yang burst into laughter, remembering the incident all too well. "Oh my gosh, that was you? You guys were lifesavers that day!"
He chuckled, his nerves starting to ease as he saw Yang's genuine reaction. "Yeah, we couldn't just let her stay locked in there, right?"
Yang's laughter died down, and she looked at Minoru with a teasing glint in her eyes. "Well, I guess you're not so bad after all." And with that, she slapped Minoru's face, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground.
Minoru let out a surprised yelp as he landed on the grass, looking up at Yang with a mix of surprise and amusement. "Hey, what was that for?"
She smirked down at him. "Consider it payback for earlier and if you ever tell my sister that her hair matches her 'lasagna,' I'll be sure that you will bust your first and only nut. Understood?!"
"Yes, ma'am." He put himself up to a sitting position. "Duly noted. I'll be careful not to get on your bad side."
"Oh, you better believe it." Yang extended a hand to help him up. "If you value that thing hiding between your legs."
A few minutes later….
Minoru gratefully found the footpath that led to the cabins. Yang followed suit as the moonlight aided their way back there.
"So you were taking a stroll with your friend and you got lost," asked Yang.
"Sounds about right?" Minoru nervously chuckled. Of course, he was lying. No way was he going to tell the girl of brute strength about the endeavor from earlier. Just the thought of his balls being grounded into yogurt scared the dwarf.
Minoru nodded, his cheeks still red. "Yeah, I was trying to find the lake with Denki. We got separated, and then I saw the flashlights coming closer, so I panicked and ran into the woods. And then I bumped into you, and, well... this happened."
Yang chuckled softly, her irritation seeming to fade. "Well, you certainly know how to make an entrance."
Minoru managed a nervous laugh, relieved that Yang's reaction wasn't as hostile as he had feared. "Yeah, sorry about that. And, uh, sorry for knocking you out."
Yang waved off his apology with a grin. "Don't worry about it. It's not the first time I've been knocked around. Just glad it was you and not some crazy villain."
Minoru's tension eased slightly as he realized that Yang wasn't holding a grudge. "Yeah, me too." As they walked further, Minoru's curiosity got the better of him. "So, uh, why are you at this camp?"
Yang nodded, her smile softening when asked that question. "I'm actually here to see Izuku."
Minoru's heart sank a little at her words, and he forced a smile. "That's cool. I forgot that you guys are staying with Midoriya for the homestay. So, it would make sense that you would pay him a visit."
Minoru asked where her teammates were. She told him that the girls were probably looking for her but they could be at Hitoshi's cabin waiting on her. She would call but she couldn't get a signal on her phone.
"Oh, I see," Minoru replied, nodding in understanding. "Well, I hope they find you soon. Getting lost in the woods isn't exactly the best way to spend your time here."
Yang chuckled. "Tell me about it. At least I've found you." She furrowed her eyes. "Not the introduction I would expect but that's history." She playfully slapped his back.
After a moment of silence, Yang turned to Minoru with a sly grin. "Hey, Minoru, you're friends with Izuku, right?"
Minoru blinked, surprised by the sudden change in topic. "Yeah, we're classmates and all," he replied cautiously.
Yang leaned in, her grin widening. "Well, how about a little deal? Since you knocked me out and all, and cupped my chests, I think it's only fair that you help me out."
Minoru raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her proposal. "Help you out with what?"
Yang's eyes sparkled mischievously. "You tell me where Izuku's cabin is, and I won't spill the beans to Aizawa-sensei about what you did earlier in the woods with my breasts or what you're hiding in your jacket in there."
"What? I'm not hiding any panties or that rainbow-colored dildo in there."
Yang clicked her tongue. "I didn't at first…now I do!"
Minoru's eyes widened as he processed what Yang was suggesting. He hesitated for a moment, torn between his loyalty to his friend and the desire to keep his recent antics under wraps. But Yang's offer was tempting, and he couldn't help but consider it.
Minoru let out a sigh, his resolve weakening. "Alright, fine. But only if you swear not to use this against me later."
Yang held up a hand, a mock-serious expression on her face. "I swear on my honor as a Huntress that I won't use this against you."
Minoru waved his hand, shaking his head in amusement. "Alright, you win. Izuku's cabin is just a couple of cabins down that way," he said, pointing in the direction of Izuku's cabin.
Yang grinned triumphantly. "Thanks, Minoru. You won't regret this just like what you and Denki did with Xellos."
"Wait a minute. How do you know that?"
"It's a secret!" Yang used her middle finger to Minoru as she darted off into the pathway toward Izuku's cabin.
A close call…literally! Minoru took a few short breaths from the ordeal he could have endured if he had gone further with her. He made a sign of the cross and headed back to his cabin. However, what the brute blonde didn't know was that there was one particular accessory she was currently missing.
"Holy Dio, does it smell so good!?" Minoru buried his face in her scarf. He found it on him when he fell. He could only assume that the force of them colliding caused him to pull the scarf off of her. "Leave the bodies, take the gold." He sniffed it again. "This is going to my personal collection." He rubbed his hands feverishly before putting the scarf inside of his jacket. "Victory is mine~! Victory is mine~! Victory today is mine~!"
"Well, well, what do we have here? Out for a midnight stroll, Minoru?"
Minoru froze in his tracks as he came face to face with Midnight and Mount Lady, his heart pounding in his chest. It's as if his luck had taken a sharp turn for the worse, and he was left standing there like a deer caught in headlights.
Mount Lady chuckled, crossing her arms. "Seems like you've got caught up in something interesting."
Minoru stammered, his mind racing to come up with an explanation. "Uh, yeah, just... taking a walk, you know?"
Midnight's smirk only grew. "A walk, you say? In the middle of the night? And what might you be walking from?"
Mount Lady leaned in closer, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Could it be that you're avoiding someone, Minoru?"
Minoru shifted uncomfortably, realizing that he was not going to be able to get out of this situation easily. These two heroines were known for their keen intuition, and it was clear that they were onto him.
Meanwhile….
Yang's determination to find Izuku led her to stand in front of his cabin. She frowned slightly as she realized the door was locked, momentarily unsure of what to do next. Her gaze shifted to her wrist, where she had her toolbox-like weapon known for its versatility and effectiveness in a pinch.
A mischievous grin crossed her lips as she decided to put her tool to use. With a swift motion, she activated one of its components, extending a sleek, metallic tool that resembled a lockpick. Yang's fingers worked skillfully as she inserted the tool into the lock, applying just the right amount of pressure to manipulate the tumblers.
After a few tense moments, there was a soft click, and the door gave way slightly. Yang pushed it open with a triumphant grin, feeling a rush of excitement as she entered Izuku's cabin.
To be continued….
BD: Ladies and gentlemen, stay tuned for the finale of Yang and Izuku's big moment. I know you guys are tired of this and just want them to do it already. I understand, trust me. Just trying to wrap things together when everything and everyone meets at the camp. Just know that in the next chapter, we're going to see Yang making her move until her cinnamon roll. Wait and see what happens next.