Chapter 32: To Bear a Name
- U.A., HEIGHTS ALLIANCE 1-A -
The sound of music filled the air within the kitchen of 1-A's dorm, accompanied by drops of rain and upbeat hums. And at the center of it was a verdant-haired Izuku, bopping to the music blasting from his red headphones as they hung from his neck. The Hero student, after finishing an early morning workout with Shinso, Shoka, Momo, and to their surprise, Shoto, started to work on the usual coffee orders after he had showered.
Since he and his coursemates would be back into the swing of things until their impending internships at the end of the week, the verdette Hero student decided to help get some pep in their step. He was certainly filled with his own as he was happily moving to the song's rhythm that had begun to play as he worked.
Izuku had gotten so used to his role as the brewmaster of his dorm that he, like Mr. H with his guests at the café, had picked up on everyone's likes and quirks. Tsuyu liked her Rainy Dayz to be warm as opposed to hot. Shoto had acquired a taste for iced coffee and the verdette had to prepare his new friend's drink last night to meet that order.
The freckled Hero student had to mentally thank Mr. H for teaching him how to make that one.
Mina, Toru, Denki, and Sero were the few who liked a more normal version of a cup of Pick-Me-Up at the start of the week before transitioning to the House Blend near the end of the week. Koji liked a cup of herbal tea, as did Shoji. Aoyama enjoyed a cup of Café au Lait, and he wanted it to sparkle.
Somehow.
Izuku rose to the challenge there. And thankfully Sato's baking expertise did help in that regard as well.
But Izuku had to set the ground rules. If his friends and coursemates wanted coffee, they had to get it within the hour he started. Thankfully, His fellow verdette was usually the first one down to get things started and that started the train of caffeine-deprived students to follow the scent of brewing roast and let them know that their timer started. While Izuku would prepare Shinso and Aizawa's pots, Shoka and Momo would always be last so the throuple could enjoy their morning coffee together before class. It's what he had grown to expect over his time living with his coursemates.
And that's what he expected to happen this morning when he heard the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs. But it wasn't Tsuyu who was the first one down.
It was Iida.
Izuku frowned worriedly at his coursemate as he turned down the volume of his music. The bluenette had returned late Sunday evening, right as night was falling. Iida had only said a few words to him and Momo before heading to his room. Since he was neighbors with the bluenette, Izuku had checked on him before bed, only to get a robotic, short reply in return.
While Iida wore a smile on his face, it just didn't sit right with Izuku. The verdette was broken out of his observations when Iida began to speak.
"Good morning, Midoriya." He said as he joined Izuku in the kitchen. Iida stood across from the verdette, right behind the island as Izuku began to work on some coffee. "I see you are starting your morning work. Would it be too early to ask for a cup of the House Blend?"
Izuku gave Iida his best "Customer Service" smile he could muster as he studied his fellow Hero student, "Sure, Iida. Coming right up."
As the verdette began to brew Iida's cup of coffee, he started up some small talk, "How is your brother?"
"Recovering." Iida quickly replied. Izuku could still hear some of the pain of the attack straining Iida's voice. "He was lucky. It seems the Hero Killer wasn't intent on killing Tensei. But the wounds are still serious... He was nearly crippled."
That made Izuku stop as he was about to put the pot on. "Nearly?" Izuku asked. He didn't realize how much his voice quivered at the thought.
"Yes." Iida's voice was filled with rage. "The Hero Killer respected him too much apparently. Didn't want to remove an example of a real Hero..." Izuku stayed quiet as Iida worked through his anger. It wasn't hard to empathize with the bluenette but he was worried where this anger could take him. "Tensei won't be able to conduct Hero work for several months."
"Who will handle his agency?" Izuku asked. He assumed it would be one of Ingenium's senior sidekicks but lines of succession could be tricky if they weren't set up properly and could cost the agency trouble down the line if the person handling things made bad decisions.
"My father will handle the agency's logistics while my brother recovers. Once Tensei is well enough, he'll be able to handle that until he can return to the field." The bluenette explained. The response was automatic. Izuku thought that maybe the Iida family had contingencies in place. It would make sense seeing as how their family was a legacy.
Things went quiet between the two as the coffee began to brew, the only sounds of life were the coffee maker, the sounds of rain, and the faint rhythm of Izuku's music. Izuku occasionally glanced over at Iida, seeing the look of deep thought on the bluenette's face. There was a feeling in his gut that he couldn't shake.
"Midoriya," Iida looked up, his blue eyes piercing Izuku's emerald ones, "I need to understand why Stain would do what he did."
Izuku began to think about that. He brought a hand to his chin, missing the calculative look on Iida's face as the bluenette waited for an answer. "Sadly, you would have to ask the man himself. He has his own values, and those values and beliefs are fueling his actions."
"But you must have some idea. Your elective is Criminal Investigations, correct?" Izuku nodded. "Then you must have some way of understanding a monst-... A man like that."
Izuku saw Iida's fist clench tightly as he corrected himself. He was about to answer when the coffee maker let out a soft ding, signaling that the brew was made. Iida was patient as Izuku worked on finishing up the bluenette's cup.
The verdette slid the cup over to Iida, who took it with an appreciative, albeit robotic, nod. He finally spoke, "If you are talking about profiling, yeah. I could probably do that. But that would only give me an understanding of how he selects his targets, how he responds to changing variables, and how long he operates."
"How so?" Iida paid close attention to the verdette. His brain was ready to file away any important information.
Izuku let out a heavy sigh. "Well, victims would be the biggest thing to focus on. The Hero Killer has that name because he only targets Heroes. He severely injured Ingenium, but I bet he wasn't the Hero Killer's true target. The Hero Stagecraft was murdered right beside Ingenium."
A reflective look appeared on Iida's face as that statement was made. He remembered that while his brother, Tensei, was nearly crippled, that didn't bother his brother as much as failing to prevent Stagecraft's death.
"But here is what I see, and this is just based on what you said and what I know of some of the Hero Killer's other victims," Izuku continued to explain. "You said that the Hero Killer respected Ingenium, that he, 'didn't want to remove an example of a true Hero'. And yet he murdered Stagecraft. Recently, and I do mean recently, Stagecraft has been put under scrutiny for several crimes that he has managed to avoid getting charged for." Izuku narrowed his eyes at the bluenette across from him, "And I can assume you get where I'm going?"
Iida stared into his coffee cup as he thought about Izuku's point. His mind went back to the most recent news about the attack on his brother and Stagecraft when a key bit of information stuck out to him. "He has 17 other victims."
Izuku nodded. "Exactly. And I can tell you that each of those Heroes had either a scandal or crime that got swept under the rug or was ignored in order to keep them on the streets. Now, you have what he looks for in his victims. As for his movements, he murders two to three Heroes in a prefecture before moving to another. That means he is in an area for several weeks at most before he moves on."
Iida's eyes narrowed, his voice turning into a growl, "And Stagecraft was the first victim in this chain I assume?"
"Possibly. This is only the stuff I've noticed when I go through Hero news and I'm only using the basic teachings Holmes gave Shinso, Monoma, and me in our elective. I wouldn't take anything I said as an absolute. Just a novice reference." Izuku explained, not taking his eyes off of his fellow Hero student. He still couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off with his friend. His questions weren't out of the ordinary, they could just be seen as academic curiosity, or wanting to make sense of the Iida family's recent tragic event.
"I see. Thank you, Midoriya." Iida stood back from the kitchen island and began to walk away. "It was helpful. I have a better understanding now."
As the bluenette began to walk away, Izuku stopped him. "Iida." The glasses-wearing Hero student stopped mid-gait and turned to face the verdette. Izuku pointed down at the abandoned cup on the island's countertop. "Don't forget your drink. Take a moment to enjoy your coffee. It may help you organize your thoughts."
Iida looked at the cup of coffee and gave the verdette an apologetic nod. After taking the drink, Iida moved to the dining area and sat down. Izuku watched as his coursemate seemed to ruminate over their talk. That feeling in his gut stayed strong as he returned to his brew, readying himself for Tsuyu or someone else to arrive for their cup of coffee.
He would just have to keep an eye on Iida.
As the verdette waited, his phone went off. Izuku dug through his pocket and as he checked his phone, he was surprised by who messaged him this early.
MrCoffee: Sup Phones.
MrCoffee: I have an offer for you that was passed through me.
MrCoffee: Normally, you know I let you handle things your own way but I think you should consider it.
Despite having to get back into the swing of classes, the day seemed to pass by rather quickly. There was a buzz in the air for 1-A. Aizawa had already briefed them earlier in the morning that they would be going over the results of the sports festival and what that would mean for their internships.
And that excitement was palpable as soon as their history instructor left the room.
While 1-A waited for Aizawa's return to the classroom for their Heroics lesson, they chatted animatedly among themselves, the group of Hero students wondering what the upcoming week held for them and what they hoped to learn. Some were hoping they had caught the eye of more experienced Heroes who they could learn about their future careers, getting a pro's perspective. Others wanted to learn how to perform in certain environments, focus on training their skills, or maybe gain experience in Rescue Operations.
The future was wide open for 1-A, they just needed to make the right choice for themselves.
The door to their classroom opened, revealing their disheveled Heroics Instructor with a new pot of coffee in his hand and a large stack of papers tucked under his arm. 1-A settled down as soon as Aizawa stepped into the room, earning a nod of approval from the Underground Hero.
"And you all managed to quiet down in a good time. Good. Glad to see the lessons are still sticking." Aizawa said in a tired voice.
A series of grumbles and flat looks was the response he got as he made his way to his desk.
Aizawa paid it no mind and continued speaking, "Now, as I said earlier this morning, we'll be going over your performance during the sports festival and the response from various pros across the country. These papers," The Pro Hero placed a hand on the stack of papers, drawing the class' attention to it, "are a list of Heroes or agencies that have sent out offers for each of you, as well as a standard list that U.A. adds to ensure everyone in the Hero Course, or those from the Gen Ed Course that are seeking to transfer over, has a chance to intern with someone. That list has local or nearby Heroes willing to teach you."
The scruffy raven-haired man pulled out a remote and a presentation appeared on the whiteboard behind him. "This is also due to major discrepancies with how offers were handed out this year, though this is not the norm. First-year students have never gotten this much attention and you all know why you have it now. This will undoubtedly follow you throughout the rest of your time here."
"Yeah... Discrepancies. Let's go with that..." Sero looked at the screen with wide eyes.
Most of the class agreed with him if their slow nods were anything to go by. Izuku and the others didn't know what to say. On the screen were just the members of 1-A that made it to the third event.
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Midoriya Izuku – 3762
Todoroki Shoto – 3695
Bakugo Katsuki - 3446
Sakurane Shoka - 1993
Yaoyorozu Momo - 1245
Iida Tenya - 983
Shinso Hitoshi - 554
Tokoyami Fumikage - 268
Kaminari Denki - 142
Ashido Mina - 125
Kirishima Eijiro – 98
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"I mean, I'm hyped I got over a hundred offers, but that just isn't fair..." Kaminari couldn't hold back a steady flow of comical tears as his head slumped against his desk.
"Wait. Shoka made it to the semi-finals just like Todoroki. Why does she have less offers than him?" Sato asked.
Most of the class began to think about the spiky-haired brunette's question when Shoto spoke up. "My family's name is the main reason. Most Heroes are probably only offering me an internship for that reason alone."
"Don't forget," Izuku interjected, "most of those offers that Shoka, Shoto, Bakugo and I have are probably shared between the four of us. I wouldn't be surprised to see us having offers from the same agencies."
Izuku was positive about that. There were only so many agencies in Japan and he doubted that he or the others would get offers from out of the country despite their initial fame. Or that U.A. would even allow one of its students to travel overseas for a week-long internship.
"Both Midoriya and Todoroki make good points. With how much attention has been put on all of you and how well you all did in the sports festival; some Heroes are hoping to bank on the fact you are the class that fought off a Villain attack. Prestige and optics will always be a driving force in our line of work." Aizawa explained with annoyance lacing his tone.
1-A had grown to understand his displeasure for the limelight and even they couldn't fault him for it. And with the knowledge that some of the Heroes scouting them would do so mostly for their own gain.
"That being said," The Pro Hero continued, his voice stern as he stared them all down, "before you even consider who you will intern with, you all will have to have an assignment that will play a major role in your career going forward."
The class grew tense at Aizawa's words. The caffeine-dependent man took a small amount of joy in how most of his students started to sweat at his simple mind game. He didn't have to look at his three problem children, Momo, Shoto, or Bakugo to see them simply waiting for him to move on.
Deciding that he let his students stew for long enough, letting their imaginations run wild with various scenarios, Aizawa spoke, "You all will be coming up with your Hero names."
Unfortunately, for the Pro Hero, his students' mood could turn on a dime.
"""AWESOME!""" The class cheered as one.
Aizawa grumbled from his desk as he watched them begin to celebrate. The scruffy Hero let them have their moment. He wasn't that heartless.
'Okay, the moment's over...' He thought to himself only a second later. Aizawa's eyes began to glow an ominous red as his messy hair and capture scarf floated eerily into the air. The cheerful atmosphere suddenly disappeared as the students grew quiet and returned to their seats.
As Aizawa stopped using his Quirk, he gave the class another nod before speaking. "Now, your Hero names are important. It is how you will be identified in the world around you. Your actions will be tied to that name, both good and bad. Treat your name with respect. Don't treat this like a joke-"
"Or you'll have hell to pay later!" Cutting off Aizawa and entering the room was Midnight. The R-Rated Hero began to strut, placing her hands behind her head as she sashayed to her colleague's desk. "The name you choose here will often become your professional Hero name when you graduate. What you choose now is something you could be stuck with, and while you are given a chance to change your name should you need to, it can prove difficult."
The dark-haired woman gave Aizawa a cheeky smirk. "Just take Eraser Head here."
The Underground Hero groaned as his class all looked to him. His brow twitched as he saw the three problem children lean in as they waited for a story they had wanted to hear for a while ever since he oversaw their training.
Seeing that there was no way to avoid the origin of his name thanks to Midnight, Aizawa began to tell the tale with very little enthusiasm. "Mic gave me my name and I went with it." He said with a shrug.
The Underground Hero hid a smile behind his scarf as he looked at the reactions of his students. His most energetic ones were vocal as he expected, groaning at the less-than-stellar storytelling from their instructor. His smile grew toothy as he heard Midnight grumble about him, obviously his friend and colleague wanted to pull one over on him. The real enjoyment was seeing the flat looks on his problem children's faces. The scruffy man strained himself by holding back a laugh when the three slumped into their seats before they each let out a defeated huff and amused snort.
With his fun had, Aizawa moved aside, grabbing his coffee and summoning his yellow sleeping bag from the ether, and made his way over to the corner of the room. "I'm not the best when it comes to this. Midnight will take over from here. Once she approves of your names, we will talk about your internships and what to expect and what the university expects of you." With his piece said, Aizawa disappeared into his yellow cocoon.
"Alright then!" Midnight loudly called, garnering the class' attention and a mild glare from Aizawa which she ignored. "Just a few things before we start. First, I can and will veto any names you come up with and you will have to come up with something else. Your name is your image, and if your name gives off the wrong image it can be damaging to your career before it even begins. Are we all clear on that?"
Midnight looked around the room, seeing every student give her a nod of understanding. Giving them all a wide smile, the R-Rated Hero continued, "Good. Second, you'll have to come up with a name and an epithet. Try to make sure that the epithet fits the name or your character and not the other way around. Workshop it. Ask your coursemates for their opinions." The buxom woman pulled out a series of whiteboards and markers from the front desk and passed them down the rows.
Izuku watched as he saw most of his classmates think deeply about their Hero names, with a few already writing something down. Momo turned around in her chair, giving him a warm smile as she handed him the last two boards and proceeded to think of her name. Izuku followed suit, turning around and handing Shinso a board, earning the verdette a nod.
Before Izuku could even think about his name, Midnight spoke up, "And finally, you will all be presenting them to the class!"
That caused most of them to immediately stop as the dark-haired woman's words seemed to echo throughout the room. Izuku noticed that Momo, Iida, Shoto, Bakugo, Tsuyu, and Aoyama didn't seem that affected by their Art History instructor's announcement. The verdette shrugged to himself. He did work as a barista for Mr. H when he could. That job has a profound ability to hammer out any insecurities with public speaking to a high degree.
That doesn't mean Izuku still doesn't suffer from some of that old anxiety. It was just more manageable on a smaller scale.
"We... We have to present them to the class?" Kirishima asked, his nerves getting the better of him.
"Of course." Midnight answered the redhead. "After all, you need to be able to say your name proudly. If you don't have the courage to say your name, why would you expect others to do the same?"
That seemed to mollify the few students who were nervous about the whole thing. To the surprise of no one, Aoyama made his way up front. Midnight moved aside, giving the flamboyant Hero student the floor as he readied himself to present his name.
"Behold, my fellow Heroes..." With the dramatic flair 1-A expected of their coursemate, a sudden appearance of sparkles began flashing around him as he held his whiteboard up high. "I am the Sparkling Hero: I can not stop twinkling!"
The whole class went silent as they just stared at their fellow coursemate. Aoyama didn't seem to notice or he just thought they were stunned speechless. Even Midnight stared flatly at the sparkling blonde as he still held his whiteboard up. As one, the rest of the class ran with the same thought.
'It's a sentence!'
"I see... I can respect the unconventional attempt but no." Midnight crossed her arms into an 'X' to further punctuate her denial. Aoyama's flair dimmed as his head began to slump. Seeing the dejected look on the blonde's face, Midnight spoke kindly to him as she started to help him with his name, "It's just a tad much, Aoyama. You have the idea of a theme going, so let's work with that. Perhaps a singular word that plays on light or shining. Something bright."
The sparkle returned to Aoyama as he erased his first attempt and wrote down a new name on his board. Giving it a nod, the blonde revealed it to the class with the same energy as the last one. "This will do. I am the Ever-Bright Hero: Luminous! For I will be a sparkling light for all!"
"I can dig it!"
"It certainly fits."
"Manly!"
"Good work, Luminous." Midnight said with a smile, patting Aoyama on the shoulder.
The blonde gave the dark-haired woman a theatrical bow and returned to his seat. Tsuyu went next, the long-haired verdette showing no fear or hesitance, and getting loud applause for her name, the Rainy Season Hero: Froppy. One by one, the students of 1-A presented their names. Mina was one of the unlucky few who had to start from scratch, having been denied instantly over her first name attempt. She took her seat, having to really think about her second attempt as the others went on.
Some were unique, either playing on their Quirks or their personalities, while others seemed to fit a theme they were going for. Kirishima went a different way, paying homage to a past Hero who had inspired the redhead and his mindset. What had once racked everyone's nerves had turned into a rather fun experience. As each person went up to present their names, they took Midnight's words to heart and proclaimed their Hero identities proudly to their coursemates.
Soon, Mina got her second chance as she made her way to the front of the room.
"Okay! This time, I got it!" The pinkette proclaimed excitedly. "Ladies and gentlemen, making her debut appearance..." Mina flipped her whiteboard around dramatically, much to the class' amusement, "The Spacian Hero: Venus Pink!"
"Much better, Ashido. How did you come up with this one?" Midnight asked as she gave Mina a round of applause.
The pinkette winked and shot two thumbs-up at Momo and Ochaco, the busty heiress giving a nod while the bubbly pink-cheeked girl rubbed the back of her head with a bright smile on her face. "Gotta give it up to my girls, Yaomomo and Uravity. Yaomomo kept me on track with color scheming and acid facts when Ochaco brought up Venus for the alien theme I wanted and tied it back to acids."
"Well, it certainly is better than how Aizawa just took Hizashi's first recommendation." The R-Rated Hero stated with an amused smile on her face as she looked over at her cocooned colleague.
He was fast asleep, completely ignoring the world around him.
It was still impressive that the coffee pot had yet to spill but seemed to be losing more of the brew as time went on.
"Anyway, good job with your name, Venus." Mina returned to her desk, skipping happily as Midnight addressed the class, "Now, who's next?"
Kyoka let out a huff. Her eyes darted around the members of her group seeing the hesitance in some of their eyes. The punkette mustered up her courage, steeling her nerves as she stepped up to the front.
"Ah! Way to step up, Jiro." Midnight said with a smile on her face. She noticed that the violette was tense so the R-Rated Hero placed a hand on Kyoka's shoulder, the kind gesture calming her down. "Hey, take a breath. Even Mic has to himself up some days."
Kyoka began to breathe a bit easier at Midnight's words. She looked up to see Izuku and the others giving her supportive smiles. She did have to bite back a laugh at Shinso and Shoto's flat looks. That somehow helped her to relax entirely.
"Alright. So, I didn't really have a good name in mind other than using my Quirk as a base." Kyoka said, twirling one of her jacks around her finger as her nerves started to get her once more. "BUT! Greenie and Shoka helped me figure out what to focus on."
"So put your hands up for the Acoustic Heartz Hero: Impulse!" Kyoka flipped her board around with a large blush on her face, her expression stiff as she continued to fight off her nerves.
Midnight began to clap enthusiastically, an action mimicked by the rest of the class. Kyoka smiled in response. Letting out another breath the violette quickly walked back to her seat.
"I do say, it has a certain rhythm to it." Midnight said. The clapping slowed down at her joke but Midnight did her best to not let it get to her.
What did get to her was Shinso raising his board into the air with a 3/10 written on it.
"Fine, fine... Still, I love it, Impulse. Great job." The dark-haired woman stated. "Now, who's next?"
Momo stood up immediately, holding the small whiteboard close to her impressive bust as she gracefully walked to the front of the room, "I shall go, professor." The tall ravenette looked around the room as she began to speak, "Originally, I had another name I had thought of before U.A. But as I interacted with my friends and fellow Wildkats, I was introduced to many more ways to express myself."
"And now, I will be known as the Synthesis Hero: Materia!" Momo said with a confident smile on her face. Her eyes lit up seeing the proud looks on Izuku and Shoka's faces as they clapped loudly for their onyx-eyed lover.
"I am absolutely loving the energy you all are putting into this!" Midnight couldn't help but happily squirm in place, her R-Rated persona coming out the more and more into this session they got. It was a scene that 1-A had grown used to.
Izuku quirked a brow in confusion as he watched Momo lean over and whisper something into their professor's ear. If the sultry and knowing smile Midnight had on her face was anything to go by, it was something that she approved of. Greatly. Momo's intense blush on her cheeks when she spared him a glance only added to the mystery building up in his mind.
The verdette wasn't given more time to think on it when Bakugo had made his way up to the front. With his usual confident swagger, the ash-blonde looked around the room before speaking loudly. "Alright you extras, listen up! It's time for a real Hero to step up."
'And there's his pride.' Izuku thought to himself. He didn't even bother hiding the flat expression on his face as Bakugo continued his presentation.
"I'm the Blast Zone Hero: Nitros!"
The class was quiet when he finished. No one knew what to say and that silence began to irritate Bakugo. Luckily, before he blew up, Midnight spoke.
"I'm honestly surprised. I was expecting something more..."
"Violent?" Shinso remarked.
"Border-line psychopathic?" Kyoka added.
"Nitro-gremlinesque?" Shoka said with a taunting smirk.
"Fuck you extras! This is fucking top-tier!" Bakugo retorted.
"It's manly!" Came the voice of Kirishima. The ash-blonde seemed to let out an amused huff at the redhead's remark.
"Well, Bakugo. I must congratulate you on your name. It suits you and your energy. Very well done." The R-Rated Hero began to clap for the ash-blonde which led to Kirishima following suit along with the rest of 1-A after him.
Bakugo clicked his tongue but marched back to his seat with a proud smirk on his face. As soon as he was seated, Shinso made his way up, the messy-haired indigoette dragging his feet as he marched up to the front.
"Alright. Let's get this out of the way now. I'm the Command Hero: Whisper." Shinso said with little fanfare as he flipped his whiteboard. He didn't even wait for Midnight to say if it passed or not as he simply made his way back to his desk.
Midnight herself blinked owlishly at the sleep-deprived Hero student. She pouted slightly, grumbling as Shoka made her way up to the front. "He really is a mini-Aizawa... Anyway, good work, Shinso. It passes." The dark-haired woman turned to address the slender ravenette to her right. "Alright, Shoka. It's your turn to wow us!"
"Got it, Teach." Shoka focused her attention on her coursemates. "Okay, people. Coming to you live on the streets is the Monochrome Hero," The gray-eyed Hero student flipped her board around, her Quirk flaring as her raven-black hair turned gray, her pale skin getting slightly paler as a pair of black cat ears and a tail emerged from her body completing her half-transformation, "Shokat!"
"Ooo! Very nice, Shokat. I love the showmanship." Midnight said as she clapped for the slender cat girl. "Way to own your name."
"Thanks, Teach." Shoka released her Quirk, her ears and tail disappearing as her skin and hair returned to their usual color. She stepped away from the desk and moved back to her seat.
"Alright, we just have three left to go." Midnight stated as her eyes trailed over Izuku, Shoto, and Iida. "Come on boys, no need to be so nervous."
The three Hero students didn't move despite her words. Izuku glanced at Shoto and Iida, seeing how they were coming along. Shoto had finished writing something on his board and took a second to make sure it was to his liking. As the bicolor-haired young man made his way to the front, Izuku looked back at Iida, noticing the look of uncertainty on the bluenette's face.
Izuku returned his attention to his friend as Shoto stood at the front of the room. The scarred Hero student looked up from his whiteboard, locking eyes with Izuku. The verdette gave Shoto a friendly nod that seemed to put him at ease.
Shoto flipped his board around. "I will be the Frost-Fire Hero: Shoto." He said in a monotone voice.
Midnight gave him a questioning look, letting the name settle for a moment before speaking up. "Todoroki? Are you sure you want to go by your name?"
The heterochromatic student gave her a curt nod. "Yes. I wish to be myself. The Hero I want to be." Shoto turned his head to look at the R-Rated Hero. "And if I do think of another name, I still have time to change it, yes?"
The buxom Hero gave him a kind smile. "You can. As long as you are sure."
Shoto gave her another nod and made his way back to his seat. Izuku looked back at his whiteboard, the blank canvas staring back at him. The verdette couldn't help but feel like the dry-erase rectangle was mocking him. Have him make a new Psych and he could easily come up with a name.
Make him come up with a name for himself and he would hit a wall.
Shoka leaned across the aisle, giving Izuku a concerned look as her eyes darted back and forth between him and the small whiteboard. "Drawing a blank?"
"... Yes." Izuku groaned out as his head slumped.
Momo turned around in her chair, joining the conversation. She ran her hand through his green locks in an attempt to comfort him. "It's alright, Zuzu. You of all people should know inspiration strikes at the most opportune time."
"I'm surprised he isn't going for the theme you two have going on," Shinso remarked.
"Nah, Izzy doesn't need to do that," Shoka said, waving him off. "Besides, he's our Buny, no one else's."
Shinso shrugged. "Well, why not tie it to Mr. H?" When the three turned to look at him, the indigoette sighed and explained, "Your Ego is inspired by All Might. Mr. H has given you plenty of material to work with. So why not have your name be inspired by him?"
Izuku had a look of consideration on his face as he thought about his friend's point. And, as Momo said, inspiration struck him at an opportune time. As the verdette wrote down his Hero name, Iida had already made his way to the front to present his.
"So, Iida. What do you have for us?" Midnight asked the spectacled Hero student.
There was a solemn expression on the bluenette's face. "Like my coursemates, I have thought long and hard about what I want my name to represent. My brother has always been my inspiration for being a Hero. And now, I want to show everyone that I will be just as great of a Hero as he is."
Iida's solemn look soon turned into a determined one as he presented his whiteboard to the group of Hero students. "I will be the Justicar Hero: Acceleron."
Midnight seemed to study the name on the board in Iida's hands, taking her time to fully appreciate and critique the name. "Justicar? That can be a high expectation and level of scrutiny placed on you for that epithet. Are you sure about this, Iida?" She asked the bluenette.
Iida gave a stiff nod. "Of course. I am a law-abiding citizen and Hero. It is my future career to ensure justice is met." He replied, chopping his hand in the air to emphasize his point.
The R-Rated Hero just stared at the bluenette, her expression going flat as she listened to his explanation. Iida watched as she blinked owlishly, unsure of what the woman was thinking. "Yep, you certainly are Tensei's brother alright!" Midnight declared.
The bluenette was not expecting that.
"I will allow it. Just remember that you and Red Riot need to keep in mind that your Hero names will be under more scrutiny as I said." Midnight said in a tone that carried authoritativeness and a slight hint of bitterness.
Iida gave her a slow and slightly uneasy nod as he made his way back to his desk, doing his best to avoid the grumbling Hero. Midnight quickly recomposed herself as she looked over at the final student to present their Hero name, a predatory look flashed through her eyes as her lips formed into a wide smile. "Ooooooh Midoriya~. Time to show the class what you got cookin'!"
Izuku looked at his whiteboard, his emerald eyes trailing over the name he had finally created for himself. For several seconds he read and reread the words and nodded to himself. The verdette steeled his resolve and made his way to the front of the room, the eyes of his coursemates on him as he stepped up to the front desk.
Izuku took a deep breath and began to speak, "You guys will have to forgive me but I'm going to pull from my speech from the sports festival for this. I said that the world ends with you and that we shouldn't limit ourselves. As a Hero, I want to be able to connect to those worlds around me. To be a Hero for all."
The verdette turned his whiteboard around. There was an intense and determined look on his face as his voice exuded confidence. "I'm the Hero for All: Link!"
Izuku began to stand taller when he saw the approving looks in his friends' eyes. Shinso and Shoto gave him a nod. Kyoka smirked and shot him a rock-on gesture. Shoka shot him a thumbs up and a smile while Momo clapped happily.
As the verdette returned to his desk, Midnight retook her spot at the front of the room, garnering the class' attention. "Congratulations 1-A for your wonderful names! I will get this in our system so that they are in your files. I would recommend you get used to your names before your internships. Your Hero supervisors will be calling you by your names while you are on the clock and it's expected for you to give them the same courtesy."
"That being said..." Midnight turned to Aizawa and made her way over to him as a spray bottle full of water appeared in her hand. The class watched on in rapt attention, some surprised to see that the coffee pot that the scruffy Hero held in his hand was now empty when the R-Rated Hero began to spritz Aizawa in the face. The Underground Hero hissed like a feral cat as he struggled to escape his sleeping bag. Midnight put her hands on her hips as she watched her friend finally escape his bindings, a smug and victorious smile on her face. "Wakey wakey, Aizawa."
"Damn it, Nemuri," Aizawa grumbled as he stood up, glaring at his friend and colleague.
"You're up, Aizawa. Your kids have figured out their names and are ready for the next step." The dark-haired woman turned around and made her way to the door. "The floor is yours! See you tomorrow my little Heroes!" She shot Momo a subtle look that went unnoticed by everyone but Momo herself, and Izuku who raised a brow at the interaction.
"Alright, listen up!" Aizawa's voice brought Izuku back into the discussion. "Now, for today, I will pass out your internship offers. You will have until Thursday morning to submit your choices. If you fail to bring in your choice, we will have to give you one by default with local Heroes."
"Is that understood?" The Underground Hero scanned the room, looking for anyone who might have a question. Seeing that none of his students raised their hands, he continued speaking, "Good. Wednesday, you all will have a basic lesson going over patrol protocols with All Might so that when you start your internships on Friday you won't be floundering around and wasting your supervisor's time."
Aizawa began to pass out the sheets of offers to his students. As we watched 1-A grow excited as they looked over the names of Heroes, some of his students shook in their seats as they did. He was about to continue his explanation when his phone went off. The scruffy Hero let out an annoyed grunt as he read his message. He swore that he was going to pull an all-nighter tonight based on the contents of the text.
"Midoriya! Yaoyorozu!" The two student reps sat a bit straighter as they were addressed. "I need to leave. Keep everyone in line until class ends, understood?" Izuku and Momo gave him a series of curt nods as Aizawa made his way to the door. "Everyone! Go over your lists and think about who you want to intern with. Make your decision based on what you want to learn over the next week."
1-A watched their course instructor leave. The more energetic members turned in their seats to look at Kyoka and Shoji. Kyoka rolled her eyes already knowing what the class wanted and raised one of her jacks into the air as Shoji formed an ear from one of his dupli-arms. The two gave the group a nod to the group and the volume increased dramatically in a matter of seconds.
"Midoriya! Yaoyorozu!" And just like that they all went silent as Aizawa surprised them with his sudden and stealthy return. Kyoka looked at her jacks, her mind going blank as she tried to come up with a reason as to why she failed to locate their instructor. Shoji did the same as a mouth formed on one of his dupli-arms that went agape at what just transpired. "Be sure to finish up that paperwork for your representative duties. I want it on my desk before your internships start."
"Yes, sensei."
"Understood, Aizawa-sensei."
Aizawa dipped his head back through the doorway once more. 1-A Gave it a moment to be sure he would not pull a fast one on them. Right as they were about to chat among themselves, Aizawa's tired voice cut through the noise, "Midoriya!"
No one could prove it, but there was a small, amused smirk on Aizawa's face when he saw several of his students slump their heads in annoyance while Mina, Kaminari, Sero, and Kirishima slammed their heads onto their desks. Izuku tried his best to hold back his laughter at his mentor's antics while Shoka held no reservations as she let her enjoyment of the scene be known to everyone. Shinso rested his head on his desk, hiding his face from the others but there was a ghost of a smile on his face.
"I'm going to need the strong stuff tomorrow," Aizawa said as he disappeared for the final time.
1-A waited for a full minute in silence, totally expecting Aizawa to appear once more to mess with them. Kyoka and Shoji gave the group a nod after pushing their Quirks to hear anything out of the ordinary. With the two giving the all-clear, the room erupted into excited chatter.
Izuku listened in on his fellow future Heroes with a smile on his face as they animatedly discussed their prospects. He turned his attention to his list; his eyes scanning the sheets of paper in search of a specific agency listed. Before the verdette made it halfway down the first page, Shoka let out a gasp.
"Holy shit!" The slender ravenette said in a surprised tone.
Shoka paused, turning around in her seat, an action that Izuku and the others mimicked as they looked at Iida. Their expectation of their rule-abiding coursemate to call out Shoka for her language was strangely missed as Iida focused on his list.
Shaking off the oddity, the Wildkat group turned their attention back to Shoka. The gray-eyed young woman shook off her confusion and looked back at her list. "Right. So. I got an offer from Mirko." She looked at Izuku, "That's like, rare. Right?" Her mind rushed through whatever information she remembered about the Rabbit Hero as she hoped her green-haired boyfriend would supply the rest.
Izuku stared at her wide-eyed as he slowly nodded. "Yeah. She rarely does team-ups aside from Ryukyu. And even those times are rare."
"So, it's a chance to train with a badass that could be a once-in-a-lifetime thing?" Shoka said as she happily began to fill out her internship forms. "Sold."
Izuku let out a chuckle. "Well, that's one down. Does anyone else know who they are thinking of interning with?" The verdette asked the rest of the group.
"Aizawa. Best chance to get experience in the underground." Shinso stated as he finished filling out his forms.
"Sounds like you. Who knows? I might see you on the streets." Kyoka said. "I saw Present Mic passed me an offer and I'm thinking of taking it. With him being a Hero and a radio host, I'm hoping to understand what it's like having to juggle stuff like that in our careers."
"That's a wonderful idea, Kyoka. I'm sure that Mic-sensei would be able to help you expand upon your abilities as well." Momo supplied cheerfully.
As Izuku continued to sift through his list, he spoke, "You do know that means we will all be listening in when his show is on to cheer you on, right?" Kyoka stared at Izuku, her eyes going wide at the thought of possibly having to join Mic on his show and that her friends would actually be willing to hear her on it.
"You guys don't hav-" The violette tried to say before being cut off.
"Nope. Gotta support and rep our friends." Shoka stated in a way that left no room for argument.
Shinso shrugged. "If I'm awake I think I can pull it off. I'm pretty sure Aizawa has a habit of listening to Mic during whatever breaks he can get while on patrol."
"It would be quite rude of us not to show you our support, Impulse," Momo said, using Kyoka's Hero name as a show of support.
"I'm certain I will need something to wash away the noise of my father's voice when I intern with him," Shoto added in his thoughts on the matter as he finished filling out his form.
Izuku, Shoka, and Momo shared a look of concern with each other. Before they could voice those concerns, Shoto took notice and cut them off, "I appreciate your concerns. Despite his failures as a father, he is still a rather impressive Hero. Greatly flawed, but impressive. And highly skilled with his Quirk. I have avoided using my fire and have stunted my growth. I will need that experience to catch up."
He looked up, his heterochromatic eyes holding a level of calm and resolution in them. "Besides, it's only for a week. I have endured my entire life before U.A. with him. I can handle that much."
"If you're sure, Shoto," Izuku said reluctantly. Shoto merely nodded, letting the group know to let the matter rest. The verdette sighed and focused on Momo as she seemed to be in the middle of a mental debate with herself. "What about you, Materia?"
"Hm? Oh, I am trying to determine who I should go with. I have narrowed down my choices but I don't know who to go with." Momo said as she tapped her pen against her chin. The heiress looked at Izuku, her onyx-colored eyes giving him a pleading look. "Would you help me choose who might be best, Zuzu- I mean, Link?"
Izuku gave her a warm smile and nodded. "Sure. Who's on your shortlist?"
Momo turned around fully, placing her papers on Izuku's desk. "Well, I seem to have managed to draw the attention of several popular and high-ranking Heroes. I want to learn to be more adaptable and quick-thinking with my Quirk. So far, the Heroes Edgeshot and Uwabami have caught my attenti-"
"Edgeshot." Izuku quickly interrupted, his hand raised to stop Momo from continuing. "Based on what you said he would be your best bet. He is a more active Hero compared to Uwabami and would be able to provide you with more hands-on battle experience. Uwabami is still a good Hero, especially in rescue operations, but she has become more of a..."
"Media sell-out?" Shoka interjected.
Izuku gave a slow nod, his expression going flat as he really couldn't argue against his gray-eyed girlfriend's words. "What Shokat said, just not as harsh."
"I see. I shall go with Edgeshot then." The onyx-eyed young woman said as she began to fill out her forms.
The verdette Hero student gave her an approving nod. As he returned to his list and his search, Kyoka spoke up, "What about you, Link? Must have a lot to think about with your list."
The freckled verdette responded with an amused huff and smiled. "You'd be right. But I already have an agency in mind." As he finished speaking, his eyes locked on the name he was searching for.
Street Bito Agency.
Izuku's smile widened as he quickly filled out his internship forms. It didn't take him long to do so, the verdette having to thank his and Momo's time filling out forms for their class certainly helped him in this regard. As soon as he finished, Shoka looped an arm around his, pulling him up from his chair before doing the same with Momo.
"Alright. I'm thinking of stopping by the Support Department real quick since we got time. Melissa sent me a simple version of that mask she designed for me and said it can be made in time for the internships." Shoka explained as she pulled her boyfriend and girlfriend along.
She stopped, turning her head to look over her shoulder at the rest of their friend group, "You guys wanna join?"
Shinso, Shoto, and Kyoka looked at one another and shrugged. After gathering their things, they joined the throuple and the group made their way to the Support Department Labs. As they made the unfamiliar trip down the university's halls, Izuku's mind began to wander when he remembered Aizawa's words about the paperwork he and Momo had to complete.
Izuku turned his head and brought it up to Momo as Shoka continued to lead them during their walk. "So when do you want to get started on that paperwork?"
"How about after our electives? We could meet up again back in the classroom and work on it there." Momo suggested as a faint blush built up along her cheeks. "I did ask Midnight if we could use the room once classes were over and she said that we could as long as we make sure the room is cleaned up when we're done."
"Sounds good, Materia," Izuku replied.
He missed the knowing smirk forming on Shoka's face.
Or how iridescent Momo became.
As the evening sun began its descent across the sky, Izuku and Momo met back up as soon as their electives ended. The two had sat down at Izuku's desk, Momo sitting directly across from him as they did their work. And it was then that Izuku was reminded of how boring paperwork was. Momo at least had her lessons with her mother and father when they taught her some of the basics of running their family company.
Those skills certainly came in handy for the two with how quickly they breezed through the paperwork.
As the verdette finished notarizing the last document, he leaned back and began to stretch, his back letting out several pops as he released a relieved sigh. "We're done. We're finally done."
Momo couldn't help but giggle at Izuku's words, the melodious sound of her merriment filling the air. "Indeed. You have survived another day of paperwork, Zuzu." She stood up from her side of the desk and made her way to the back of the room, her eyes focused on her bag. "Could you double-check our work? I'm sure we didn't miss anything but it doesn't hurt to be sure. I need to see if my mother or father have gotten back with me on some important business."
"Sure thing, Momo." The verdette responded. Wanting to be more comfortable as he worked, the verdette shed his university blazer and hung it on the back of his chair, rolled up his sleeves, and popped his neck.
As he began to scan the documents again, Izuku heard rustling behind him but paid it no mind as he assumed Momo was digging through her school bag. After several minutes, his busty girlfriend hadn't rejoined him at his desk and he began to grow curious.
"Hey, Momo?" He called out, "Is everything alright?"
"Y-yes. Just a moment, Mr. Midoriya." Momo replied with a hint of bashfulness in her tone.
Izuku paused at the way she addressed him, his confusion apparent on his face. He shook it off, choosing to focus on finishing their work. As the verdette scanned the last document in their stack, the verdette heard the sound of heels clicking across the floor.
'Wait. Did Momo change her shoes?' He thought to himself.
"Mr. Midoriya? Is everything alright?" At the sound of Momo's voice behind him, Izuku turned around in his chair to look at her.
And look at her he did.
The busty heiress had changed her attire completely. Gone was the U.A. uniform that graced her body. Instead, she was now wearing a white, sleeveless blouse with frills lining the armholes. A black ribbon was tied around her neck with long ends that draped down her massive breasts. Breasts that were straining the very shirt she was wearing as Izuku noted the buttons struggled to maintain their hold, revealing her to be braless.
Her blouse was tucked into a red pencil skirt that hugged her hips and waistline with a series of black buttons trailing down her abdomen. The hem of her skirt rode up dangerously high along her thighs, stopping just several inches short of her groin, with a slit on each leg that showcased a pair of racy stockings. She wore a pair of black high-heels that added to her already tall height.
But what helped sell the entire ensemble was her trademark spiky ponytail and a pair of round, red glasses that sat across her nose.
Izuku's mouth went dry at the sight, his brain needing to reboot at the sudden loss of blood it was experiencing as everything went south.
'Shoka and Momo are going to be the death of me.'The verdette concluded. 'And I'm absolutely fine with that.' He shifted in his seat, doing his best to alleviate some of the pressure in his loins while trying not to draw Momo's attention to his growing problem.
"M-Mr. Midoriya," Momo began to blush, her cheeks burning red as Izuku had yet to take his eyes off of her, "is everything alright? You seem to be out of sorts. I hope my assignments haven't put too much stress on you. You're usually so diligent during my lessons." She began to make her way over to him, her massive breasts bouncing hypnotically as she neared him.
"YES!" Izuku managed to blurt out in a panic. Momo had a legitimate look of concern on her face at that, causing Izuku to look away sheepishly as he recovered. "I mean, yes. I'm fine."
The busty ravenette was close enough to see the effect she was having on her verdette lover. Inwardly beaming, she continued to play the role she gave herself. She stepped in front of Izuku and leaned down to lightly spread his legs out, all the while giving him a much-appreciated close-up of her cleavage as her breasts begged to be released. Momo slowly lowered herself to her knees, taking up the spot between the verdette's legs.
It was her turn for her throat to go dry as she saw his member nearly forcing itself out of his pants. "Mr. Midoriya," she said as one of her hands rubbed against his pitched tent, "I must ask, did I cause this?"
She looked up and locked eyes with Izuku. The verdette saw the pleading and embarrassed look in her onyx eyes. After a moment, he realized what Momo was aiming for and followed her lead.
"Yes." He answered quietly. "I'm sorry, Yaoyorozu-sensei." Izuku noticed the faint blush on Momo's face. "I know I shouldn't be thinking of you like this but... it's hard to take my eyes off of you sometimes."
Momo began to get flustered at what she knew was a heartfelt compliment added to his roleplay, her heart skipping a beat as he said those words. The ravenette's hand began to increase its pace as she spoke, "I will forgive you, Mr. Midoriya. It is only natural for your body to react in such a way. It hasn't escaped me that you and Ms. Sakurane often stare at each other for longer than you should. Nor have I missed the fact that the two of you do the same to me as well."
Izuku could feel his cock strain and beg to be free from the confines of his pants as Momo's hand danced along his length.
"I also know that the two of you like to hide out in the old club room after school. Even sometimes during your lessons." She said in a husky whisper. "As your teacher, I should have put a stop to your raunchy behavior. I shouldn't have watched as the two of you went at it like rabbits in heat."
Izuku's breathing hitched as a jolt of pleasure ran through his body as Momo continued her ministrations. Her eyes darted away as she continued to speak, "I shouldn't have taken pleasure in fantasies about joining my two favorite students. To imagine you buried deep inside me while Ms. Sakurane's hands grope and play with my body to her heart's content." Her pace increased again as the lines continued to flow from her lips, "And I most certainly wonder if I shouldn't just drag the two of you to that forgotten room myself."
"I-I'm sorry, Yaoyorozu-sensei. It wasn't our intention that you should see us like that." Izuku managed to say in a strained voice.
Momo's onyx-colored eyes looked up at his emerald ones. "I'm not, Mr. Midoriya. It has only helped me realize what I want." Her hand stopped, causing Izuku to whimper at the loss of pleasure. "I had already talked with Ms. Sakurane earlier today. I told her that I would be following what my heart wanted. And I want my two students. We will have to keep this a secret, obviously, but Ms. Sakurane was most eager about this prospect and I can see you are just as eager."
"I want this, Mr. Midoriya." She said, her voice filled with determination. Her hands slid up Izuku's legs and stopped at the button and zipper of his pants. "I want you and the same pleasure you give to Ms. Sakurane. Will you give me that same pleasure as well, my diligent student?"
Izuku gulped and nodded as he began to lean back into his chair. His eyes never broke contact with hers as he did. "I-I'll be in your care, Yaoyorozu-sensei."
The ravenette gave him a small smile as she began to undo his pants. After sliding down his underwear, Izuku's full member flew out, throbbing intensely as it stood at full attention.
Momo stared at it in awe. No matter how often she sees it happen, when she sees how Izuku reacts to either her or Shoka it causes her to feel a sense of pride and pleasure all in one. Her hands slowly approached the hardened cock in front of her, her fingers gently wrapping themselves around the base. She gave a tentative pump, earning a small moan from the verdette.
"To think it is this large. And that Ms. Sakurane had this inside her." Being a bit playful, Momo leaned in. Her lips puckered and planted a soft kiss on Izuku's tip. His cock twitched at the action as if begging for another with a small dollop of pre-cum ejecting from his lower head. "If I'm not careful, you might just break me, Mr. Midoriya." Momo leaned in one more time, her tongue flicking around his sensitive tip as she savored the small taste of his juices.
He let out a groan when she leaned back. The ravenette looked up at him and gave him a playful smile. Izuku watched as she began to cup her massive breasts, her fingers sinking into the soft fabric. "I know that these happen to be some of my better assets," Momo said with a shy smile.
"Those and a very sexy brain, Yaoyorozu-sensei," Izuku replied earnestly.
His words caught her off-guard. Momo mentally sputtered, trying her best to get back into her role. "Thank you." The ravenette replied with a warm smile before getting back on track. "I'm glad to hear you say that, Mr. Midoriya. Then allow me to show you how sexy I am."
Before Izuku could say anything else, Momo lifted herself up and aimed for his large dick. Slipping Izuku's cock through a gap in her strained blouse, the verdette found himself enveloped within her pillowy breasts, his tip poking out and causing her blouse to strain even further as his tip pressed against the fabric of her top.
Momo began to get to work. Her chest heaving as her breasts slid along the verdette's large member. The feeling of his warm cock against her soft skin caused her to shudder, her core beginning to match his warmth as she continued her paizuri.
Izuku let out a hiss as he failed to hold back the pleasure building up within him. He and Shoka had plenty of fun playing with Momo's massive mammaries, and they knew Momo certainly enjoyed it as well, but this was a step above. He couldn't say he never had any fantasies about doing this with her. And now that it was happening, the verdette wanted it to last as long as it could.
"Are you enjoying this, Mr. Midoriya?" Momo asked as she got back into character. She maintained her momentum, her breasts continuing to slide up and down his stiff pole. Each time a shudder ran down her spine and to her pussy as the heat in her core built up more and more. She bit back a moan as the fabric of her blouse teased and brushed up against her aroused nipples.
"Y-yes. Very much so, sensei." Izuku replied, his voice laced with moans as his ravenette girlfriend didn't stop.
"I'm very happy to hear that. Perhaps I can add to it even more." Momo replied.
"What do you mea-" Izuku tried to say when there was a cool gel that suddenly began to coat his cock. His mind began to work out that Momo had used her Quirk, but he was too lost in the mixture of lubricant and skin as his throbbing member was sandwiched in between her breasts. "Fuuuck." The verdette groaned out in pleasure.
The ravenette let out a giggle as she picked up the pace. "I believe I have shown to be quite creative, yes?"
Izuku nodded dumbly, unable to speak as he continued to enjoy the experience.
Momo started to feel a wetness from her loins. Her pussy began to leak aroused juices, urging her to continue for a release. She let her body run on instinct, her hands pushing and kneading breasts to milk Izuku's slick cock. The sound of her lubricated breasts slapping down against Izuku's groin filled the air. Momo's breathing began to pick up, her steady rhythm becoming erratic as she lost herself in the motions.
Izuku's cock throbbed, struggling as pleasure racked his body. When Momo's massive orbs slid down his length, the verdette's hips shot up. The tip of his cock broke through the strained blouse, popping several of her buttons as they shot off in random directions. Momo gasped and stared at the tip of the raging member as it peeked out in between her soft pillows. To see her verdette lover's cock in such a way spurred her on even further.
"Mr. Midoriya! You must truly want your release." She said as she increased her pace. "Please. Use me to your heart's content. It's my job as your teacher and lover to care for you. So. Give it to me, Mr. Midoriya!" Momo pleaded as her onyx eyes stared into his.
Izuku grits his teeth, unable to respond to Momo's request as his body is swept up in the motions. Each time the buxom ravenette's breasts bounced on his cock, it brought him closer and closer to the edge.
He couldn't hold back anymore as his hips began to thrust up into Momo's breasts. "I-I'm going to cum!"
"Yes! Cum for me! Give it to me, Zuzu!" The ravenette begged, breaking character for just a moment.
The freckled verdette obliged her request. As he thrust his cock one more time, a rope of cum shot out. His white seed landed on Momo, breaking up into several strips across her hair. The ravenette didn't let up, squeezing her breasts as she kept pumping Izuku for more.
His balls churned as another rope of his seed shot out. Momo breathed heavily as she milked him again and again, Izuku's cum painting her skin white as strands and strings landed across her breasts and face.
Izuku gasped for air as he let out his last shot. His eyes were heavy when he finally saw the result of Momo's enthusiastic paizuri. A small amount of his semen pulled around his cock, sitting perfectly in the ravenette's cleavage as several more strings and drops sporadically covered the rest. There was a string dripping down her bangs, the white seed standing in stark contrast to her raven-black hair.
Her face was painted just as much as her breasts. He watched Momo let out several raspy breaths, her mouth smiling as it hung open. Her tongue slid across her lips, licking up a small dollop of cum that landed at the corner of her mouth.
He felt his cock twitch as Momo continued to clean herself up, her fingers scooping up the remainder of his cum off of her face before sliding into her mouth as she sucked hungrily away. The busty ravenette had entered a haze as she wanted more and began to move on to the seed on her breasts.
Needless to say, Izuku was now raring to go for another round.
"M-Mr. Midoriya! You beast! I believe this explains why Ms. Sakurane is so distracted during my class most days," Momo exclaimed excitedly as she finally came out of her haze. She leaned in and placed another kiss on his tip, her tongue darting out to claim the remaining seed before she freed Izuku's cock from her hold and stood up. "It can't be helped." She said as she cleaned up his desk, moving the stacks of paper from its surface, and started to lean forward with her hands bracing her.
Izuku watched her short skirt ride up her ass, revealing her pantyless cunt. He saw her juices run down her leg, her pussy gushing as she looked back at him over her shoulder. The verdette saw the lustful look directed at him and couldn't help but shiver at it.
Momo began to sway her ass enticingly as she goaded Izuku on, "As I said, it's my duty as your teacher to care for both you. So, Mr. Midoriya. Please, use me. Don't stop until you are satisfied. I need it." Her eyes locked on to his. "I need you, my cute cinnabunny student~."
The verdette stood up from his chair and took his place right behind Momo's shapely ass. Izuku was entranced as the busty ravenette continued to tease him. Deciding to take his role further, he planted a hand next to hers on the desk, his other groping and caressing her bare ass.
A shiver went down Momo's spine as she felt Izuku's fingers graze her pussy, caressing her lower lips and causing her to let out a throaty moan.
Izuku leaned in close to her, his breath tickling her ear as he spoke to her, "It seems only fair that I should reward my dedicated and needy assistant."
His fingers began to run along her slit. Momo's legs nearly buckled at his touch as she let out a small whimper. That whimper soon turned into a gasp when he began to play with her exposed clit.
Momo tried to put up a strong front but failed. Izuku was playing with her and she loved every second of it. She was already close when she pleasured him with her tits and he was now driving her crazy. "Mr.-" Izuku rubbed her labia again, barely inserting his middle finger into her hungry cunt as he did. "Midoriya~!"
The verdette's fingers continued their ministrations on the ravenette. Izuku would play with Momo's pussy, finding the rhythm that made Momo sing her lustful song before switching things up and forcing her to sing a different tune. Izuku decided to push his busty girlfriend even further.
He pushed himself off of the desk and removed his hand from her, causing Momo to whimper at the loss of his touch, only to gasp as she felt the tip of his rod prod up against her snatch.
"Is this what you want, Yaoyorozu-sensei?" Izuku asked.
A whisper was all he got out of the ravenette but her body responded more honestly. Momo pushed her hips back, trying to impale herself on Izuku's cock, only to let out another needy whimper when Izuku pulled back.
"Mr. Midoriya~," Momo whined. Izuku responded with a slow thrust, letting his cock run along her lips. "Please!" She begged when his tip grazed her clit.
"Please, what, sensei?" Izuku asked again.
"Please. Fuck me, Mr. Midoriya~." The ravenette said as she grinded against him.
Momo gasped as Izuku gripped her hips and slowly began to insert himself fully into her. She bit her lip, her warm, wet pussy clenching as he plowed straight into her and up to herwomb. As soon as Izuku's tip poked at her inner entrance, Momo felt her body give in as she moaned out, shuddering as she came around Izuku's cock.
Izuku wrapped his arms around Momo's waist, helping to keep her balance as her legs nearly gave out. The busty ravenette breathed heavily, taking large gulps of air as she recovered her senses. The freckled Hero student held Momo in his arms as she stabilized herself.
Looking over her shoulder, Momo gave Izuku a warm smile and a nod, letting him know she was ready to continue. Before he even began, he surprised her by leaning in for a searing kiss, causing her to melt further into his arms.
And with a small thrust, the kiss was broken, letting Izuku stand up straight again and grabbing onto her hips as he began to fuck her with a slow and steady rhythm.
"Ah~." Was all Momo could moan out at the moment as her verdette lover got to work. She could feel Izuku bottom out within her, only to leave her feeling empty when he pulled back with just his tip remaining in her pussy, and then filling her up again not a second later.
Izuku listened to the pleasured sounds that Momo made with each thrust. His hips smacked against hers, adding to the lustful song the two were making. He struggled to bite back a groan as the ravenette's vaginal walls clenched around him, trying their best to keep him from pulling out of her. As his own lust built up, his speed and rhythm increased, causing Momo's moans to grow louder as she plowed into her.
"Mmm~! Z-Zuz-zu!" Momo cried out, breaking character once more. "More~. MORE~!"
"Happy to," Izuku said with a grunt as he plowed into her, "oblige you, Yaoyorozu-sensei."
"Please, please," Momo said in between gasps, "call. Me. Momo. Call me b-by my n-name, Zuzu!"
Izuku leaned in close to her, his lips next to her as his words tickled her ear, "As you wish, Momo."
Momo moaned as she heard her name in conjunction with another heavy thrust from Izuku that slammed him deep inside of her. Her massive breasts began to bounce at the sudden increase in Izuku's pace. Momo found it hard to speak as only moans and gasps escaped her lips at his thrusts. The two began to get lost in the pleasures of their sexes connecting.
The sounds of Momo's firm, yet bouncy ass drove Izuku on. The verdette made a move, one of his hands groping away at the heiress' bosom and freeing them from their confines. His fingers grazed her aroused nipples, eliciting a pleasure-filled spasm that rocked her body. As Izuku continued to paw and knead away at her breasts, Momo's core began to heat up, her walls tightening around his cock as she felt another orgasm strike her.
"ZUZU~!" Her moans and pleasured cries echoed throughout the room. Her legs quaked as her juices dripped down them and onto the floor.
Izuku felt his girlfriend getting wetter as her pussy kept him from pulling out of her. He clenched his teeth, trying to drive back his own orgasm that threatened to blow as Momo's body kept him locked in. He felt his cock begin to bulge as his pleasure built up, his tip poking through to her womb with each thrust now.
There was nothing else besides the two lovers. Momo's mind began to turn to mush as her only thoughts were on Izuku and how much she wanted him. Likewise, Izuku only cared for Momo and the need to drive her crazy.
And the verdette was reaching his peak.
"Zu-zu~! Cum~!" Momo said to him.
"Where do you want it, Momo?" Izuku asked through his grunts as his cock hammered away, digging into her tight pussy that only seemed to get tighter.
She didn't even need to answer him, her body being completely honest as she clenched her walls around him, dragging him to the entrance to her womb and keeping him there.
"Inside of me, Zuzu~!" And with that decree from his heiress, Izuku complied.
The hand that was gripping her hip began to wrap itself around her waist as he pulled her close to him, her body going flush against him as he buried himself deep inside her, his balls churning as he released his seed inside of her as she wanted. The motion caused Momo to stand on the tips of her toes, her body quivering as she came once more.
Momo's heart beat wildly as she felt the first burst of Izuku's cum paint her insides wide. His grip went slack for just a moment before he held her tight again as he released another burst. The busty ravenette had a lustful smile on her face as she felt each and every release.
She was amazed that he always managed to produce a large volume of his seed for her and Shoka as she felt a good amount manage to escape her sealed cunt and travel down her leg, mixing with her juices on the floor.
Momo brought a hand to his, her fingers intertwining with his as she melted into his embrace. The ravenette felt him nuzzle up against her, burying his face along the crook of her neck after planting a soft kiss along her jaw. She sighed contently as Izuku held onto her.
They remained like for a moment, neither of them in a hurry to move. As they recovered, Momo turned her head and began to rub her cheek against Izuku's soft, fluffy green locks and take in his scent.
When he finally pulled out, Momo let out a low whimper at the loss of his cock, now missing the feeling of him inside her. Her disappointment soon turned to shock when he rocked his hips against her.
His manhood had begun to come back to life as his hot and hard rod slid between her thighs and teased her pussy once more.
"So. Roleplay, huh?" He asked. Momo bit her lip and nodded weakly. "Well, I'm ready to continue the lesson if you are, Momo-sensei."
Momo's eyes widened at that. She then let out a giggle as she began to rock her hips along with him. "I wouldn't be against it, Mr. Midoriya." The busty ravenette leaned her head in close to his and began to kiss him. "I am a very thorough teacher after all."
She gasped in surprise when Izuku pulled away and turned her to face him before laughing as he laid her down on top of his desk.
It was going to be a very thorough and enjoyable lesson for the two of them.
Izuku and Momo made their way out of 1-A's classroom after finally settling down after their sexual exchange and thorough cleaning of the verdette's desk and the classroom floor, as well as the onyx-eyed heiress switching back to her university uniform. Momo leaned into Izuku's body as he pulled her close, wrapping an arm around her. The two made it down the hall, about to turn the corner when they heard a familiar voice, catching them off-guard.
"I certainly hope you two enjoyed yourselves~." Izuku's mind raced with plausible explanations for their actions while also thanking whatever god he could that at least it wasn't Aizawa who caught them. Momo went atomic red, hoping to avoid any future teasing but knowing that it would be a futile wish.
The two students looked up to see Midnight standing in front of them, a Cheshire grin on her face as she knew exactly what the two Hero students got up to inside the classroom. "Oh don't worry you two. I'm not going to judge you for the need to have more 'exciting' moments in your sex lives. Just as long as it doesn't get in the way of your studies."
"That being said, if you three ever want to have another fun time, let me know so I can keep you covered, Yaoyorozu" The R-Rated Hero said as she walked past the two Hero students, giving them a wink as she did. "Thanks for the free spa day!"
Izuku blinked, not knowing what to say at the moment. He looked to Momo, hoping his girlfriend would give him some information.
Momo gave him a sheepish smile. "I had asked Midnight-sensei if she could let us have the classroom to ourselves. I did mention it earlier, just not the full truth of the matter. She only asked that we clean up after ourselves and that I cover a full-service spa day for her during the internships."
The verdette didn't have anything to say to that. His mind raced for anything but he came up blank at the moment. So, he went on instinct. "Worth it."
Momo giggled as she leaned in closer to him. "Agreed. Now. What should we do with Shoka next time?"
- MUSUTAFU POLICE DEPARTMENT -
Eraser Head wanted to be anywhere else at the moment. His sleeping bag. His bed... it hurt his soul that he rarely slept in that. Maybe a field of cats. Speaking of, he needed to get the Kats over to the dorms at some point. He needed a recharge of fluffiness.
More than anything, he just needed more coffee. Good thing he knew Izuku would oblige him with his request for the strong stuff. That batch of coffee beans could keep a horse running for hours.
Before the Underground Hero could count even more things he would rather be doing or places he could be sleeping in or at, the door to the office he was currently sitting in opened, revealing a tired Tsukauchi.
Sorry, Eraser Head. We just got done processing some thugs that were brought in." The detective explained. He made his way over to his desk and began to sift through some files.
Eraser Head merely grunted, not bothered by it at all. He knew Tsukauchi was a hard worker and a dedicated officer so he didn't hold anything against the man. "What were you wanting to discuss?" He asked, getting straight to the point.
"We have a rather odd case. Those thugs we just processed are tied to it." The detective responded, pulling out the file he was looking for. As he handed it to the Hero, he continued to explain, "You remember that vigilante I mentioned a few weeks ago?"
Eraser Head nodded. During his patrols, he kept his eyes open for this new vigilante but never managed to find any leads. He had to leave things to the police so he could focus on other cases that required his attention. Still, he liked to be informed about things like this.
"They seem to be busy." He stated tiredly.
"Yeah. The bigger problem is the damage they cause. Sometimes we find Villains and thugs scared and a little beaten up, but not worse for wear. Other times..." Tsukauchi said, his voice trailing off as Eraser Head reached the part in the files he was about to discuss.
"Extremely violent tendencies. Any pattern to work with?" Eraser Head asked.
"No. The violence is sporadic. The more extreme cases have most of our detainees with severe blood loss due to cuts all across their bodies. Others have shallow cuts but are scared to death by the time we find them." The dark-haired detective rubbed his eyes, letting out a small groan as he continued, "The only thing that is similar is that most of these guys are sexual abusers or rapists, Quirkists, or traffickers."
Eraser Head reread the file in his hands, picking up key details to keep in mind. "They use a blade. The size of the cuts suggests a knife. A copycat of the Hero Killer? Or maybe just someone inspired by him?"
"Unknown but it's something we have considered since the Hero Killer has made a name for himself." Tsukauchi leaned back into his chair. He watched as Eraser head continued to read the file, noting how his Hero colleague took several minutes to reread over certain sections before moving on.
"They deliver evidence after they capture their targets?" Eraser Head asked, surprised by that piece of information.
The detective across from him let out a sigh. "Sometimes. A lot of the smaller thugs will slip through. It happens." He said with a shrug. "But the bigger cases do have some evidence gathered for us to use against them. We need to comb through it since we didn't discover it ourselves but there is always something."
The dark-haired man paused as he thought about what he said. Eraser Head quirked a brow as he waited for Tsukauchi to speak. "It's odd. This vigilante is new but the evidence they leave us is stuff we would be searching for, but even then, there is stuff missing or not needed. It's like this person is working on second-hand information on police procedure."
Eraser Head narrowed his eyes as he picked up where Tsukauchi left off. "Like they are being taught by someone who is still learning too?"
The detective nodded. "Yeah. If it were an older Hero, there would be better evidence left for us. But everything says this vigilante is self-taught."
The Underground Hero went back to the files. His eyes scanned the documents again, trying his best to glean any more information he could use to track this vigilante. Eraser Head focused on the one major detail he could work with.
A red mask with stylized fangs painted on it.