Nemuri sighed as leaned back in her chair, glad she had chosen to get herself a chair that reclined for her office.
She took off her glasses and rubbed the bridge of her nose, she had just finished the newest round of complaints from censorship groups, she and her boys got hundreds of letters a day about how they were overly sexual and her walking around like she was, was 'Immoral'.
Nemuri scoffed at that.
Most of her boys worked in their costumes and were almost all undergrounders so she knew half of the complaining was baseless noise stemming from the few public appearances in their company 'uniforms'.
And she really didn't want to pay the religious nut-balls more attention than was necessary but had to at least read them over just to be sure there wasn't anything threatening in them, not after the incident in America ten years ago.
She wasn't that religious, but she doubted most gods would be happy with their followers bombing a children's hospital because you didn't agree with a hero's support of abortion laws.
Nemuri sat up again and quickly double checked that she had read the last of those letters so she could leave for the day, sure like most heroes she had a couple of staffers who she'd hired specifically to go through her mail but frankly she'd rather not expose either of them to some of the vile stuff she was sent sometimes.
However, she also had a tough past couple of days and could really use a night out to destress, only the unfortunate thing was that Hizashi couldn't go out with her.
She liked spending time with both of her friends, but clubs and Shouta don't tend to mix well, that and Shouta would have patrol in a few hours after they were done unlike the two of them.
But Hizashi was busy with other things so she'd just have to go out with her gal pals, which was fine but it would be significantly less fun without the blonde, but she could go to the more fun places without them.
Hizashi and Shouta weren't prudes but going to sex clubs was pushing their sensibilities, and she understood that. She was very comfortable with sex and other more intimate things compared to most.
Getting up Nemuri headed towards her changing room and stripped down so that she could get changed into something more appropriate for the club, texting her friends to keep up to date about any last-minute changes to plans.
She had on a new slinky dress she'd been meaning to try out and with a touch of makeup, she just needed to put up her hair and she would be done.
Walking out of the room she strutted down to the lobby, saying a few goodbyes as she went, passing her sidekicks that were just getting started for the night watch, them wishing for her to get lucky making her laugh.
Outside her friends were waiting in their car and she happily jumped into the backseat and asked them about the local drama in their different office jobs.
Rinko was still having trouble with her boss and Qin was trying to get some new guy at her office into bed with her, all par for the course really.
Arriving at the club and she happily walked over to the line so they could eventually get in, chatting up some people as they waited, a little flirting here and there wouldn't kill anyone, just a bit of pre-gaming.
Getting inside she smiled and got to work mingling while her friends went to the bar to get drinks, they were in a high-class place which was more of a meet up spot for people looking for partners, there were a few rooms and a lower floor for the more adventurous types she knew of course, from personal experience.
Nemuri wasn't too sure what kind of ride she was looking for tonight, she certainly was loving the attention but she wasn't sure she'd take anyone home tonight, she might though if she found someone that would be fine with a pillow princess.
She kept flirting for a bit then joined Rinko and Qin at the bar, ready to grab a drink with the girls and chat a bit more before hitting the dance floor.
Nodding her head along with the music she felt the stress just melting away, not completely but she would never fully lose that weight unless she decided to go all out and get shit-faced, and that wasn't an option until Saturday.
And after her second shot Nemuri turned her attention to the floor and strutted out to it, fully intending to dance some more of the stress away, maybe do a little grinding if she could get away with it.
Nemuri was certainly getting lost in the music after a few minutes and the drinks started to kick in, and then she was dancing with a guy, they were getting a bit hot and heavy with each other so she was planning to...
Nemuri's eyes fluttered as she wrinkled her brow, suddenly feeling much more dizzy, warm and that her head was wrapped in cotton.
What was she thinking about?
Something to do with... the guy she was with maybe? His hands felt so good on her and she eagerly leaned into his touch.
God, she wanted more.
Nemuri quickly turned around to wrap her arms around the man and pull him closer, keening as the more she touched the better she felt.
Then she was kissing him and the haze flooded her mind with even more pleasure and-
A hand firmly yanked her away and she lost her footing, Nemuri's head was spinning or was it the room? It felt like everything was moving way too fast and she whined as her body started to ache.
Was someone saying something to her? It was hard to tell with her ears ringing.
Nemuri was too tired to think and she told that to whoever was trying to talk to her, though taking a nap right now felt like the much better option, so when her vision faded she didn't do anything to stop herself from falling asleep.
Nemuri came to with piercing pain in her forehead and she reached up just to double check that she didn't actually have something stuck in her head, opening her eyes only made the pain worse.
"Ah, fuck." Nemuri cursed as she tried to sit up only to feel someone's hand on her shoulder.
"Don't try and sit up yet Kayama-San, your head is still swimming from the meds." a voice softly told her, lightly pressing her back to lay down.
"Well, whatever you gave me ain't strong enough cause my head's killing me." Nemuri complained, letting herself lay back down cause trying to sit up made her head hurt even worse.
"I'll get you something stronger in a minute, Kayama-San." the person told her and she groaned.
"Ugh, what the hell hit me?" Nemuri questioned as she rubbed her head to try and relieve the pressure.
"A lust quirk with nasty side-effects. You were exposed two hours ago and were given meds to counteract it almost immediately." the person explained to her.
"How the fuck-" she tried to ask only to groan as another wave of pain struck her.
"I don't know how much you remember but you were at a club, and when you were dancing a guy came on to you, his quirk worked through touch which is how it happened, staff are trained to notice if that kind of thing happens and you were pulled you away before anything could happen." They further elaborated for her.
"Bastard." Nemuri spat, getting a hum in return.
"He's already been dealt with Kayama-San, and that would be your meds." the person said only for the door to open and she heard someone walk into the room.
"Here's the painkillers Deku." a woman said and Nemuri jolted up right opening her eyes as soon as she heard the familiar name.
"Midoriya!?" Nemuri questioned, because what the hell was the kid doing here, and sure her head didn't approve of that but she was more concerned about the kid.
And once her vision cleared somewhat, she realized that Midoriya was the one sitting next to her and probably the one she had been speaking with, which was somewhat embarrassing because she wouldn't have been as vulgar if she knew.
But then after another few more seconds she also saw that they were not in a hospital room like she thought but one of the private rooms in the club.
What the hell was Midoriya doing in a sex club?! He wasn't even fifteen!
Midoriya placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her back down "Kayama-San calm down, you're fine." he told her and she was too shocked and in pain to fight him.
"Midoriya, what are you doing here?" she questioned and Midoriya blinked.
"I have students who work here?" Midoriya answered looking at her unsure, like he wasn't sure why she was questioning his presence in the first place.
Nemuri knew the club had workers there, the bee woman next to Midoriya was clearly one of the dancers she had seen her multiple times on stage, but that didn't change the fact he was only fourteen and shouldn't have been let through the door!
"This is a sex club!" Nemuri argued, feeling the point should make itself clear.
Midoriya winced at her volume "Yes, it is." Midoriya agreed.
"You. Are. Fourteen." Nemuri said not sure why the fact the boy was in a sex club wasn't getting through.
Midoriya rolled his eyes at her "And I'm quirkless, which means I can legally come in as an adult in the eyes of the law. Besides, it's not like I came here to find a… partner, I was just here to talk to my students." Midoriya replied taking the pill bottle from the bee woman.
"This is some Tylenol, take two." Midoriya told her as he opened the bottle and showed her the label was indeed for an over-the-counter bottle of Tylenol.
Given her head was still killing her she didn't take too long to take the pills all the while thinking back to all the times that Shouta complained about Midoriya's exploits and suddenly understood why Shouta was downing twice as much coffee as he previously did.
Oh god Midoriya really was a problem child wasn't he? That was the only reason Midoriya would ever be in a damn sex club, and the boy clearly went more often than she thought because he wasn't even flinching at the bee woman who was in something nearly as revealing as her original costume.
"Why am I not in a hospital?" Nemuri asked as she rubbed her forehead.
"Well, I figured you wouldn't want this on record, especially since they'd just have you wait the lust quirk out Kayama-San." Midoriya told her.
Nemuri internally groaned at the thought of waiting it out, lust quirks were quite painfully if unfulfilled and needed to be constantly monitored to make sure your body wasn't burning itself out.
"And just why wouldn't I want this on the record Midoriya?" Nemuri questioned turning to the boy in question.
"Because the 18 Hero Midnight being roofied in a sex club would be big news, and as I'm sure you know no matter what measures you take someone's going to blab, maybe they won't say your real name but that's the kind of story that sells and people know that." Midoriya said back and she frowned.
Because he was right, a scandal like that would sell hard and fast, she'd had much smaller stories be blown out of proportion, and she could already see the buck wild stories in magazines... and on the news if this got out.
Suddenly she remembered back to what Midoriya said about the guy who assaulted her and her head snapped over to Midoriya "What did you mean that he was 'dealt' with Midoriya?" she questioned pointedly.
Midoriya frowned at her, looking slightly offended. "I didn't just hand him over to my students if that's what you mean. I told the Vespas to take him in as a civilian arrest and quietly hand him over to trusted officers that won't spill the details of what happened." Midoriya told her crossing his arms.
"Trusted? Or bribed?" Nemuri countered and Midoriya's eyes narrowed even further.
"That is none of my business. What my students do on their time has never been my business unless it involves my properties or my kids Kayama-San." Midoriya firmly told her standing up and just short of leaving the room.
"K-Kids?" Nemuri choked out and Midoriya didn't acknowledge her as he left the room "Midoriya!" she called out planning to get up and follow him but a much firmer set of hands shoved her back down to the bed.
Nemuri had been so wrapped up in Midoriya that she had all but forgotten about the bee woman who was now standing over her buzzing like an angry hornet, Nemuri shrunk back from the angry woman.
She might not have the same phobia as Hizashi but that didn't mean a six foot insect woman wouldn't be any less intimidating to her.
The woman swiftly stood to her full height once she was sure Nemuri wasn't going to stand up again and crossed both sets of her arms.
"That isn't such a nice way to thank someone for saving your ass." the woman hissed at her but the buzzing caused her words to slur in some places before she leaned in to be right in her face.
"Especially not to the guy that saw what was happening and got you away from that creep." the woman growled, tsking when Nemuri further flinched away from her and straightened up again.
"Deku has paid for you to stay the night and to have a decent breakfast in the morning, just be glad he isn't the type to go back on things like this or you'd be out on your ass for talking to him like that." the bee woman exclaimed before she too left Nemuri to her own thoughts.
Frankly though Nemuri was rather speechless, and perhaps she was finally dawning on to the problem Shouta has been dealing with for years now.
First the concerning conversation she and Hizashi had with Midoriya, and now this?
God, she needed at least a decade of sleep before she was willing to acknowledge anyone or anything.