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"Are you an angel?"

"Are you asking me that legitimately or are you hitting on me?"

"Both? Both. Both is good." Ashido Mina giggled softly as she looked over at the green-haired girl who had settled into the seat next to her on the bus to the battle center that they'd both been assigned. Which had honestly been a bit of a surprise? Even into the fifth full generation of the quirked population, heteromorphs were still uncommon as far as quirks went and people tended to be wary of people like her. Nobody had ever said anything to her face, mind you, but Mina saw the looks she got. Heard the whispers. So yeah. The fact that someone had sat directly next to her on the bus was noteworthy. Although her new companion looked vaguely heteromorphic herself, possibly a frog of some type? "Asui Tsuyu. Call me Tsu. Please take care of me."

Extending her hand, Mina giggled as Tsuyu lifted it to her lips and kissed the back. "Well aren't you a charmer, Tsu. My name is Ashido Mina. And I'm not an angel. I'm actually a dragon."

Tsuyu raised an eyebrow and gestured curiously to Mina's second most obvious mutant feature. The first being the fact that she was pink, of course. "You have… I'm having problems counting because they're all bunched together. But you have a bunch of wings. You definitely have more of an angel vibe than a dragon vibe."

"I mean, I also have horns and horns aren't really an angel things. And, you know, I'm pink? And my eyes." Mina twisted her hips a little to show off her other noteworthy mutant feature. "Also? Tail. Do angels have tails? I think not."

Staring downward unabashedly, Tsuyu reached up to rub the back of her hand over her nose. "Sorry, you have a tail? I didn't notice, kero, what with the amazing ass and all."

A peal of laughter escaped Mina at Tsuyu's bluntness, and she wiggled her ass in the girl's direction. "The MHLW recommends that you stay six feet away from my… dump… truck… ass!"

Tsuyu let out a plaintive sigh as she continued to stare down at Mina's rear. "But I don't want to."

"You're so forward! I love it." Given that she was a consummate flirt and the girl was definitely cute, Mina decided to have a bit of fun. Arching her back, she pushed her ass even closer to the girl. "Do you want to touch it?"

Surprisingly, the girl shook her head no in response to the offer. "I do, kero, but that's a bit much even for my thirsty frog self." Hah, so she'd been right. Frog quirk. Neat. "Can I take a picture of it, though? It'll last longer."

"You may!" Mina held her pose as her companion pulled out a phone in a green case stamped with a lily pad design and suited actions to words, taking a picture of Mina's plump rear clad in black sport shorts, the waistband pushing down slightly in the middle thanks to her tail. Once that was done, Mina reached into her bag and pulled out her own phone, handing it to Tsuyu. "Quick, give me your contact information. I definitely want to hang out with you after the exam but if we can't, at least we can stay in touch."

Nodding agreeably, Tsuyu took the phone from Mina and started tapping her information in. As she worked, she glanced over at Mina. "So, great butt with very cute tail aside, I'm not convinced. What kind of dragon has angel wings?"

Mina shrugged helplessly. "Hey, I didn't come up with this idea. I was just born with a tail and some horns and the ability to breathe fire. And some wings that look like no dragon ever drawn in the history of dragons. Quirks are bullshit. I'm just trying to make the best of it. So my quirk's name is Holy Dragon."

"Quirks are bullshit." Nodding agreeably, Tsuyu passed the phone back to Mina. "So you can breathe fire? That's going to make quick work of probably all the robots."

Carefully spreading her ten feathered wings, Mina gave them a gentle flap. "I also have aerial superiority compared to the rest of you. I can just sort of wander around raining death from above. Pew pew."

Tsuyu held Mina's phone out, took a selfie to use as her contact photo, saved it, and then handed the phone back to Mina. "If you're not first on the exam, I'm going to be very disappointed. If you don't do better than me, I'm going to be especially disappointed. You fly, I hop. You breathe fire, I kick things really hard. You're at a distinct advantage here."

"Well, I do so hate to disappoint a pretty girl, so I guess I'm just going to have to get first on the exam." Mina scooted in a bit closer and hesitantly wrapped the five wings on her right side around Tsuyu. "Do you really think it's as simple as just killing robots, though? That seems so… aggressive. Heroes should be so much more than that. I wonder if they have points for helping people out?"

Leaning in against Mina, Tsuyu let out a thoughtful hum as she brought her finger up to the corner of her mouth. "I feel like there would be a very thin line to draw between 'helped a person out' and 'stole their kill' so possibly not?"

Mina shook her head. "Actually, I was thinking more like… directly quantifiably helping. I breathe fire but it's like, a poorly defined 'holy fire' sort of situation? Like a cleansing fire? We don't know much about it; the quirk counselors said the quirk factor traits compare to a few other individuals with distinctly mystical traits, though. It's definitely not normal fire. So I have no idea what it may or may not actually do to robots. I'm betting that it'll do something to hostile robots, but I've been wrong before. Where I was going with this is more of… my day to day usage of it is helping my neighbors. Like I can heal wounds by breathing my fire onto them. So I was thinking like, do I get bonus points if I stop to heal someone who got hurt? Or is that just a waste of time that I could be using to kill robots?"

A thoughtful noise escaped Tsuyu as she pondered that. "I… don't know. None of us thought to ask because 'kill the robots' seemed simple and straightforward. But… like you said, that's more Endeavor heroic than All Might heroic. We're not actually helping anyone. We're just unleashing violence. That… that can't be all that the illustrious UA High looks for in a student. Can it?"

The two drifted into silence as they considered the matter. Personally? Mina was reasonably certain that Tsuyu had a point. Many - but not all - of the top ten heroes were immensely popular for their friendliness and their ability to calm and reassure a crowd in the middle of an emergency. All Might in particular made people feel better just by showing up. While that wasn't the sort of thing that the school could teach - or reasonably expect of a future student - there had to be more to what they looked for in a student than violence. Anyone could be violent. That didn't make them a hero.

Before Mina could arrive at a conclusion, the bus screeched to a stop in front of a large metal gate and the rosette reluctantly withdrew her wings, letting them fold against her back as Tsuyu rose to her feet and stretched. She offered the verdette a bright grin. "You're going to do great."

"You're going to do better." Tsuyu offered Mina a hand up to her feet, at which point Mina discovered that she was the tall one out of the two of them. It was okay. Tsuyu still had great energy. "See you on the other side?"

"Bet."

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"Right! Let's start!" Mina blinked and looked up at the top of the nearby observation tower, where Present Mic was standing and waving his arms energetically at them. Okay. She was ready. Let's do this. "Get moving! There are no countdowns in real battles! Run run run, listeners! You're wasting airtime here!"

Wait, like now? Now now? Mina looked around uncertainly before shrugging and bending her legs, launching herself up into the air and flying toward the wall of the battle center. When Present Mic didn't reprimand her, she increased speed and shot over the towering wall, racing off over the faux cityscape. Right! They were doing this! This was her one and only chance to get into the school of her dreams, and she was absolutely going to make it count!

Figuring that most of her fellow examinees would be restricted to the grid like network of streets that ran through the battle center, Mina assumed that was where most of the robots would be too and followed one of the main boulevards into the center. Sure enough, a one pointer was rolling down the street toward her on its singular tire. "Target acquired!"

Mina looked back over her shoulder uncertainly. Wait, had someone already caught up with her? No, the street was completely empty save for her and the enemy robot. Oh shoot! That meant she was target! Going straight to a ultimate move seemed like overkill, but until she knew how tough these robots were? She wasn't going to risk it. "Holy Flame!"

Rearing back, Mina whipped her head forward and let out a searing torrent of spiraling golden fire that crossed the distance between herself and the robot in a heartbeat. It washed over the robot and the street beneath and behind it, but did no damage to either. After all, she'd be a pretty horrible hero if she went around melting her surroundings while fighting people, cough Endeavor cough. In the real world, she would probably rise to the top as the hero with the highest rate of rehabilitation because she would literally just flame the badness out of villains and leave a better person behind. That was the real world, though. This was a test against nonliving opponents, something she'd never gone up against before. She was hoping her flames could purge the 'evil' from villainous robots… and now was the crucial test.

And it worked. The robot let out a confused series of bleeps before slumping in on itself, inactive. Mina floated down and poked it with her foot for good measure, but the robot remained still. "Yes! It works! I can fight robots with my quirk!" Which was good because she was stronger than average as part of her dragon quirk, but she didn't know if she was 'punch a metal robot to death' strong.

Wait. Was she 'punch a metal robot to death' strong? Now she was sort of curious. Flying onward, Mina quickly encountered another robot, also emblazoned with a large '1' on it. No time like the present to find out, she decided. After looking around to make sure there would be no witnesses to her moment of nerdiness, Mina drew her fist back. "Detroit Smash!"

Unleashing a perfect downward curving punch of justice just like All Might, Mina plowed her fist into the 'face' of the robot. The metal caved in with a mighty shriek, her fist obliterating the sensors and delicate components inside. Pulling away, she shook her fist experimentally. That… hadn't really hurt. So she was indeed at a minimum 'punch a one pointer to death' strong. Which bode well for if she had to punch a villain in a fight. Most villains probably weren't as tough as a metal robot.

What else could she punch to death? Was she strong enough to punch a two pointer? Were two pointers measurably more durable? Or just more dangerous? Mina kinda wanted to find out. Soaring onward, she ducked downward to eliminate two more one pointers with punches before finding her first two pointer. Bounding forward in unnaturally long leaps assisted by her ability to fly, Mina grinned excitedly as she channeled her number one favoritest hero in the whole wide world. She had legs. Very nice legs, if she did say so herself. Why limit herself to just punching the robots? "Luna… Arc!"

Her front-facing axe kick tore through all three eyes of the vaguely scorpion shaped two pointer, leaving her buried in the robot's innards up to mid-calf. Mina frowned and shook her leg, trying to dislodge it. Crap. Was she going to have to drag this robot with her for the rest of exam? She was… wait, no, there she went. Unstuck. She gave the two pointer a final kick for good measure before floating back up into the air and moving on.

Stronger than a one pointer? Check.

Stronger than a two pointer? Check.

What about the ultimate enemy? Could she defeat a three pointer?

Oh! There was a three pointer! Time to find out for certain. Mina shot upward, gaining altitude. She already knew from - very stupid - experimentation that she was durable enough to survive drops from decent heights. Like, walk off a skyscraper and hit the pavement heights. Which she was never going to do again because it had taken her parents forever to pay off the fine from MLIT for damaging the sidewalk. But yeah. She was definitely durable enough to pull at least one other of Miruko's ultimate moves. "Luna Fall!"

Dropping down on the three pointer from above, Mina whipped her leg downward and brought her heel down on the head of the three pointer. The robot fared about as well as the others, the head caving in under the force of Mina's impact and letting out a plaintive whine as it collapsed to the pavement beneath her. Hopping up on top of the robot's remains, Mina threw her head back and let out a loud roar of triumph.

God, being a dragon was fucking awesome.

So that was… what? Nine points? In the first minute? Which meant that in theory she could probably rack up around ninety points if she applied herself? Was ninety points good enough for the top spot in the exam? She had a cute frog admirer to impress. Maybe she should… try harder? Mina spotted a group of robots trundling down the street toward her, probably hoping to swarm her with numbers. They weren't quite in a line, which ruled out a straight shot. She'd never particularly tried to breathe fire over a wider area than like, a single adult human's entire body… but how hard could it be?

Landing on the pavement again, Mina bounced lightly on her toes as she rolled her shoulders and prepared herself. Either she was going to do something absolutely awesome… or she was going to throw up the delicious natto she'd had with breakfast. There… might be an in between, but probably not. Hope for the best, she decided, because she really didn't want to ride all the way back to Chiba with vomit on herself.

Mina let a roar of challenge at the approaching robots before breathing out fire in their direction, doing her best to shape it into a wider spread instead of a tight spiral. The golden flames licked outward, spreading in a barely controlled cone of fire that grew outward until she was enveloping the entire street in front of her in her flames. Thanks to the unique nature of her quirk, she knew logically that she didn't have to worry about collateral damage… but it still made her nervous. People would probably freak out if she did that in public. Her flames appeared to be shaped by her thoughts? Maybe she could practice breathing multiple tongues of flame instead of one giant torrent of flames?

Something to consider in the future, she decided. Cutting off her flames, Mina let them flicker and die out to reveal that she'd managed to deactivate every single robot in the pack that had approached her. That was like… wait, did she want to waste the time counting them all? It was a bunch of points. So she had nine plus a bunch of points.

Fucking nice. First place, here she came.

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"…how are we supposed to ignore that?!"

Mina stared up at the zero pointer in a mixture of shock, awe, and horror. Shock because, well, she certainly hadn't been expecting that based on Present Mic's presentation before the exam. Maybe like, an eight or ten foot tall robot? There was 'arena trap' and then there was 'able to wreck the entire arena's shit' and this was definitely the latter.

The awe was pretty obvious as well. It was fucking huge and clearly the pinnacle of UA's technology. It towered over the buildings in the battle center, looming over her and the other examinees menacingly. It was slow and plodding… wait, could something plod if it couldn't walk? Mina tipped her head to the side as she considered that. The zero pointer was on tracks, so it was more of slow and… ponderous? But it didn't make it any less threatening. A sort of inevitable doom, creeping toward her.

Horror? It had risen up out of the middle of nowhere - presumably some sort of massive underground launch bay - and positioned itself solidly between Mina and a bunch of robots. She only had seventy-eight points! Was that enough for first place? She was trying to impress a really cute girl! Which was the best reason to do something that Mina could think of!

Slapping her cheeks to focus herself, Mina stared up at the zero pointer. She had already proven that her fire worked on robots, a dozen times and then some at this point. Could she… breathe enough fire to envelop the zero pointer and deactivate it? She'd spewed some pretty big clouds of fire today, but the zero pointer was fucking huge. She definitely couldn't punch or kick it to death; she was strong but she doubted she was that strong. So her fire was her only hope at this point.

The risks of her puking on herself were rising by the minute, it seemed.

"Oww!"

As people fled from the zero pointer in terror, Mina squinted and spotted a brown-haired… person? Lying directly in the slowly approaching robot's path. The person looked up and Mina gasped. It was a girl! A cute girl! And she looked like she was hurt! And she looked trapped? Mina looked around wildly. Was anybody going to help her? Surely the school wouldn't let somebody get run over by a robot at their entrance exam, right? That was the sort of thing that got people sued!

…where were the teachers?

Mina took a step forward before hesitating again. She was decently strong, sure. Her quirk kicked ass. But that was a whole lot of robot. Could she actually breathe enough fire to take it out? What if she just hurt herself in the process? Then there would be two of them in the robot's path who would need to be rescued. That would literally just be making things worse and increase the chance of something going wrong.

But there was no sign of the teachers.

Wait. Could she really call herself a hero if she just stood around and watched some girl get run over by a robot? Like oh, hey, that's bad luck, but I scored enough points to get in so… yeah. Sucks to be you? Mina shook her head. If she was going to be a hero, she had to be the kind of person who would do something. Even if it meant putting herself in danger.

No. Especially if it meant putting herself in danger.

To quote the All Might interview that she definitely didn't have favorited on her phone, there was nothing nobler than self-sacrifice. If All Might was here, he'd fight the robot. Well, he'd probably hit it once and it would die. But even if there was an evil robot that could stand up to his punches? All Might would still fight it. Because he was a hero. And that's what heroes did.

Mina dashed forward, heading for the injured girl. First thing's first, help the victim. If she could free the girl, she could take flight and get her out of the line of fire. She wasn't like, speed of sound fast, but she was faster than the robot. She could outrun it with four of her wings tied together. Or, well, all ten since she didn't actually use her wings to fly. But yeah. She could definitely get the two of them away.

Then she could worry about trying to actually fight the robot.

As Mina ran toward the girl, there was a flicker of motion out of the corner of her eye and Mina whipped her head around to find a streak of green shooting up into the sky. Was somebody else going to try and fight the robot while she saved the cute girl? Awesome! Teamwork made the dream work! She tracked the person's progress as she closed the distance between her and the girl on the ground. Wow. That was like, some turbo jumping power. Even Miruko couldn't jump that high. What else could they do?

The figure drew their arm back and Mina gasped. Were they strong enough to punch the robot to death? That would be… so damn cool. A bellow rang out over the artificial canyon of the cityscape and Mina smiled widely. Someone was as big a nerd as she was! Yes! "SMAAAAAAASH!"

Their fist collided with the robot with a thunderous crash and the robot rocked backward on its treads. There was a noticeable impact crater in the robot's face, making Mina whistle in admiration. That was strong. So much stronger than her. So cool. Skidding to a stop next to the girl, she dropped to one knee. "Hi! I'm the Dragon of Chiba: Toyotama! And I'm here to help!"

Despite her situation, the trapped girl managed to let out an incredulous laugh. "Are you like… trying to get in character at the moment? That's so extra." Oh my gosh! She had a super cute Kansai accent! How adorable!

"I am… establishing the atmosphere, thank you very much. Keep laughing at me, see how much I un-trap you." Despite her words, Mina grinned brightly at the girl and reached down to tug at the concrete trapping her leg. It wasn't terribly heavy - at least to her - and Mina managed to lift it enough that the brunette could pull her leg free. "Okay, now… eww, that looks gross. I'm pretty sure people aren't supposed to be that color."

Rolling her eyes, the brunette hissed in pain as she pulled her leg up to her chest, curling into a ball. "Thanks for noticing. Can you like… grab me and drag me out of here? She fucked that robot the fuck up and I do not want to be here when it falls over."

Mina nodded and went to pick the girl up before hesitating. "Do you mind if I pick you up or..?"

"Do I mind if you pick me up? As opposed to what, leaving me here to get run over? No! No I do not! Pick me up and get me out of here!" The girl seemed to realize then that she was yelling at her rescuer, because the blush on her cheeks spread across her face as her expression turned sheepish. "Um, please and thank you."

Waving dismissively, Mina leaned in. "It's okay, you're under a lot of stress right now. I'm not taking it personally." Reaching down, she gathered the girl into a bridal carry and then straightened up, leaping away across the pavement in long, quirk-assisted bounds. "So, what brings a girl like you to a place like this?"

"Are you… are you flirting with me?"

"No. Unless you're into it. In which case yes, yes I am."

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"Quirks that let you fly are rare, aren't they? What are the odds that I'd meet two in the same day?" Ochako peered back over Mina's shoulder and then her eyes widened. "Oh. She doesn't have a flight quirk. Green-haired girl is falling. Green-haired girl is falling fast."

Mina whipped around to stare at the collapsing wreckage of the zero pointer which was still being wracked with secondary explosions… and the plummeting figure of the person who destroyed it. Yeah. That was definitely an uncontrolled fall, not a rapid descent. Note the flailing arms and legs. And the screaming. "Don't worry, we got this! Koala Mode: activate!"

Shaking her head, Ochako gestured toward Mina's back anxiously. "Wait, what? I'll be in the way of your wings! Bad idea! Bad idea!"

"Don't worry, the wings are just for show! I can fly without them!" Swinging Ochako around onto her back, Mina zoomed toward the falling figure. It was going to take some really careful timing and hopefully this wasn't going to break her arms or anything because ouch but also splat. Biting her lip, Mina stretched her arms out… and successfully managed to catch the green-haired girl before pulling up to avoid crashing into the zero pointer. "Gotcha! Hi! That was super cool!"

The green-haired girl looked around wildly before seeming to process that she was not in fact going to fall to her doom and sagging into Mina's arms. "Oh my gosh, that was so scary. That was actually the first time I've ever used my quirk. I wasn't really sure how to activate it. And then… whoosh! I was up in the air! And then blam! I punched the zero pointer!"

Peering down at her new passenger, Mina furrowed her brow. "First of all, that part was so cool. Saying that again. Secondly, I am collecting people who are a color that human beings shouldn't be at the moment. Did you break your arm on the zero pointer? Wait, no, your legs are gross too. There are six legs here and three of them are gross. That's not a good percentage. You people need to take better care of your legs."

"Yeah, I'm kind of a mess at the moment. I don't think my body is really ready to handle how strong my quirk is? I broke my legs jumping and then my arm punching." The girl used her one good arm to reach up and rub the back of her head sheepishly. "Thanks for saving me, by the way. I'm Midoriya. Midoriya Izumi."

Before Mina could respond, her other passenger piped up from her spot on the rosette's back. "Nice to meet you. Well, again. I'm Uraraka Ochako."

Mina smiled brightly. "And I'm Toyotama! The Dragon of Chiba!" She peered back, catching sight of Ochako's exasperated expression, before slumping slightly and trying again. "Ashido. Ashido Mina. You can call me Mina, though."

"I mean, you saved me from getting run over by a giant robot so I feel like you can call me Ochako at this point." The brunette reached over Mina's shoulder and offered her hand to Izumi. "And I saved you from falling on your face earlier, so I can call you Izumi."

Izumi smiled eagerly at that. "You can! And I can call you Ochako, right?" Mina couldn't see the brunette's reaction but she assumed it was positive because Izumi perked up. "Cool. Are we friends now? I, uh, don't have any friends."

Setting down on the pavement a safe distance from the smoldering wreckage of the zero pointer, Mina dropped down onto one knee before gently laying Izumi on the ground. Then she turned, allowing Ochako to slide off of her back onto the pavement next to Izumi. "We can absolutely be friends. Or more. You're both super cute. And I feel like I made a really kick ass first impression." As the pair of girls blushed and sputtered, Mina waved dismissively. "Just saying. Something to think about. Okay, so, the exam is over. We're safe. Does anybody want to get healed up? I can heal people."

Both girls nodded rapidly at the question, and then Izumi cocked her head to the side. "What exactly is your quirk? Obviously you're a heteromorph, but wings and horns and… I think I see a tail? And healing? I can't really figure out how all that goes together." Pausing, she shrank back uncertainly. "Sorry, was that rude of me? I just… really love quirks."

"It's okay! I love talking about myself." Twisting her hips to the side, Mina showed off her tail for a moment. "I do have a tail! It's super cute, isn't it?" Izumi nodded and Mina turned her hips again but wrapped her tail around her leg to keep it in sight. "My quirk is Holy Dragon. I'm a dragon, kinda, but I also have cute angel wings? Quirks are bullshit."

Izumi nodded sagely. "Quirks are bullshit. They're my favorite thing in the whole wide world, but even I'm willing to admit that they're bullshit. So you can heal people as part of being a dragon, then?"

Tilting her head back, Mina breathed a thin tendril of golden fire up into the air. "I can breathe a sort of cleansing fire? It drives the evil out of things, at least in theory. Haven't really been able to practice that because, you know, the obvious. Worked on the villainous robots, though. But it can also heal. I've done that a bunch."

"I mean, if you can heal this so I'm not in three separate casts for the next couple months, that would be amazing." Squirming a bit on the pavement, Izumi reached back behind herself and pulled out a battered notebook. She opened it to a blank page before pausing and staring pointedly down at her broken right arm. "Oh. Right. Heck. Can't take notes like this."

Mina giggled. Izumi was a total nerd but considering that she'd gone and Detroit Smashed a robot today, Mina wasn't one to throw stones. "Well, let's get you healed up and then you can take notes. Are you ready? I've been told this feels warm and kind of tingly, but in a good way? I've never hurt myself enough that I've had to use it on myself. Not sure I even can."

Closing her notebook, Izumi carefully set it down on the pavement as far from herself as she could reach. "Wait, what about my clothes? Is this going to damage my clothes?"

"Not unless your clothes are evil." Grinning playfully, Mina wiggled backward a little on the pavement to give herself more room to work. "Alright, here we go. Ready? One… two… and… whoosh…" Taking a deep breath, the rosette exhaled a stream of fire at Izumi, slowly guiding it back and forth along the girl's body to make sure that she completely covered the girl in healing energy. Then she made a second pass, just to be safe, because Izumi was super messed up. As the fire faded away, she offered the girl a thumbs up. "There… you… go..?"

Before being healed, Izumi had been a slightly plain but cute enough girl. Green hair. Green eyes. Pale skin. Freckles. A bit on the slender side, although she could have been hiding some curves underneath her baggy green track suit. Mina was interested in finding out, if Izumi proved willing. Wink. But yeah. Normal. Human. Cute baseline Japanese girl. Not heteromorphic in any way, shape, or form.

When Mina's healing fire dissipated, the girl it left behind was definitely not that plain, unremarkable girl. Instead, she was pale green? And her hair was longer? And she had horns? And she had eyes like Mina's: green irises with black sclera. And… she was trying to be serious at the moment because this was some seriously weird shit, but Mina was pretty sure that the front of Izumi's tracksuit was pushing out further than it had been a few seconds ago…

Ochako looked back and forth between Izumi and Mina with wide eyes. "What did you do, Mina? What the fuck did you do?!"

"I don't know! This has never happened before!"

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Mina and Izumi stared at each other uncertainly as Ochako's head whipped back and forth like she was watching a tennis match. Finally, Izumi brought her hands up to her face and stared at her green skin for a moment before laughing nervously. "Oh my gosh, did you give me your quirk? Is that my quirk? People can give me their quirks?"

Waving dismissively, Mina let out a snort at that. "Don't be silly. People can't give people quirks." Izumi let out an awkward laugh at that but didn't respond verbally, and so Mina pushed onward. "You said that was the first time that you used your quirk, right?" The verdette nodded slowly. "What if… what if you had a mutation quirk and it was just dormant until literally now and it activated and I was trying to reset you back to how you're supposed to look and that's how you're supposed to look?"

"That's… certainly a theory, I guess. I… is anyone going to be upset if I take a layer off? My back feels really weird right now." Izumi looked from Mina to Ochako and back and when both girls shook their heads, she promptly unzipped her track jacket and peeled it off. Underneath, she was wearing a simple white t-shirt with the word 't-shirt' written on it, which made Mina giggle softly. It quickly joined her green jacket on the ground, revealing a sports bra that was distinctly overstuffed and… "Oh my gosh, I have wings now?"

Mina peered over Izumi's shoulder and her golden eyes widened. "Oh my god, you do! Wait a second." Leaning back, she eyed the taller girl suspiciously. "Are you a dragon now too? There's only enough room in this school for one dragon!"

Reaching back, Izumi fiddled with the waistband of her pants before tugging them down enough to free a tail that was thicker than Mina's. "I, uh, technically there is? Room enough for both of us. I mean…" Izumi gestured off at where the main building of UA High was barely visible in the distance. "It's a really big school."

"Nope! Only one dragon allowed!" Grinning widely, Mina invaded Izumi's personal space, her face stopping a scant few centimeters from the green-skinned girl's. "I propose we settle this by mouth-to-mouth combat?"

Izumi chuckled nervously. "Don't you mean hand-to-hand combat?"

Shaking her head, Mina's grin grew even wider. "I do not."

Before things could escalate any further, Ochako pushed off the pavement and struggled to her feet. Well, foot. She was balanced awkwardly on her good leg, the other leg hanging limply beneath her. "Well, it's been fun and all but I'm going to get out of here before I get turned into a dragon too."

"Aww, come on. I was just kidding about the one dragon thing. If I can turn people into dragons, that's amazing. Let me turn you into a dragon too!" Mina let out a small puff of flame as she scooted closer to Ochako. "It'll be fun! Come on, you know you want to."

Ochako shook her head resolutely. "Thanks but no thanks. I'm perfectly content being a not-dragon."

Shrugging, Mina reached out and grabbed Ochako's knee, keeping the girl from retreating any further. "In all seriousness, I've done this dozens of times before and have a one-in-literally-all-of-those rate of dragonfication. Let me heal you before you make things worse."

A scowl crossed Ochako's face as she waggled a finger down at Mina warningly. "If you ruin shirts with backs for me, I'm going to be very upset."

"Just relax. I've got this." Inhaling, Mina breathed out a stream of fire that enveloped Ochako's injured leg, the brunette letting out a loud sigh as it healed her wounds. Before the fire even faded, Ochako brought her foot down so she could rest weight on her leg, shifting from side to side curiously. Reaching up, Mina patted Ochako's thigh before rising to her feet. "See? No big deal."

A cane collided with Mina's shin and she let out a hiss of pain before dancing backward out of the way of an attempted second strike. "You can't just go around healing people willy-nilly, girl. Do you even know how your quirk works?"

Mina raised her hands defensively, waving them in the space between her and the… very short grandma figure who had appeared out of nowhere. "I do! I breathe fire on people and it fixes them!"

Groaning, the woman shook her head. "My quirk uses the patient's stamina to fuel the healing process. How does your quirk work? What fuels it? Is it regeneration or enhanced healing? Are there any drawbacks?"

"I do not know… any of those things. I just breathe fire on people and they're all better." Mina eyed the woman's cane warily before gesturing over at Izumi. "You may have a point because I accidentally turned Izumi green and we don't know why?"

The woman looked Izumi up and down slowly before letting out a harumph. "Midoriya Izumi, right? Yagi told me to look for you. Said you did quite a number on your body with… you know."

Eyes widening as she rose to her feet, Izumi shot a glance at Mina before nodding hesitantly. "My, uh, quirk. Activating for the first time. Yeah, I hurt myself pretty bad but Mina was nice enough to heal me." Leaning forward, she lowered her voice a bit. "Um, Recovery Girl? Are healing quirks supposed to make my, uh, I think my boobs are bigger."

Mina offered the girl a peace sign. "In my defense, I did say that I'd make you better. And I feel like that qualifies?"

"Speaking as the one stuffed into the too small sports bra, I appreciate the thought but… ow?" Izumi gestured to herself. "I feel like I have bigger concerns than the boobs - my skin changing color, the wings, the tail - but at the same time, ow?"

Recovery Girl shook her head resignedly. "Kids these days. Running around using their quirks on each other without a care in the world. Turning each other colors. Back in my day, we obeyed the scientific method. Research, hypothesis, then experimentation."

Shrugging helplessly, Mina offered the woman a peace sign. "Yeah, I'm more the fuck around and find out type. No offense. It works pretty well for me."

"Well, it was nice meeting you but if you don't mind, I think I'm going to go with Recovery Girl and get examined." Izumi offered Mina an apologetic smile. "I'm not mad about being turned into a dragon, but it is pretty weird?"

Mina shook her head before waving to Izumi. "No, no, I completely understand. Sorry about the whole dragon thing? If I hadn't made that clear yet? Like, you're cute as hell like that but… I apologize for upending your entire life and stuff? Maybe we'll see each other when school starts? You'll be hard to miss."

Giggling, Izumi nodded and offered Mina a peace sign. "Nice meeting you, Mina, Ochako. I hope we'll get to be classmates together." And with that, she scooped up her shirt and jacket and followed Recovery Girl as the older woman hobbled off to go help other people.

Mina watched the girl go for a moment, her head cocked to the side. So that was why so many people stared at her ass. Well, apart from her having a dump truck ass. The swaying tail thing was sort of mesmerizing. Shaking her head, she turned back to Ochako. "And then there were two. Any chance you want to meet a cute frog?"

"I mean, frogs as a whole are pretty cute so I'm not opposed." Ochako eyed Mina curiously. "You mean like, a frog heteromorph, right? Not a literal frog? Because the principal of UA is some sort of rat-bear-dog thing, so at this point pretty much all bets are off."

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"Wow, you replaced me and it's only been fifteen minutes? I am hurt, kero. Hurt and slightly turned on. Because she's hot."

Giggling, Mina reached out to grab Tsuyu by her oversized hands, pulling her in so that she could curl her wings around the smaller girl and hug her against her side. "She is hot! Tsuyu, meet Ochako. Ochako, meet Tsuyu. Let's all be friends." Looking back and forth between the two girls, she lowered her voice conspiratorially. "Or more. I'm open to that too."

Ochako cuffed Mina's left shoulder playfully before leaning forward to peer across the rosette at the new arrival. "So, Mina delivered what she promised. You are in fact a frog. Nice to meet you. I'm Uraraka Ochako. I guess we're friends now, since Mina is going around introducing us by our first names."

"Asui Tsuyu. Please take care of me." Tsuyu gestured down at herself, a faint grin on her faces. "And I am in fact a frog. I'd like to imagine that I am both the princess and the frog, but I've been told that the first one is up for debate."

Ochako eyed Tsuyu curiously. "Because you're not refined enough?"

Shaking her head, Tsuyu gestured downward with one hand. "Because I'm trans."

A derisive snort escaped Ochako. "Trans women are women. Anyone who doesn't respect my trans homies, their pronouns are going to be was/were. I will yeet them into the fucking sun. Literally. I can do it. I have the power." The brunette pounded her fist against her palm as she let out an aggressive noise before shaking her head. "That's a private sort of discussion, though, and we're in a very public area. So… subject change. How did you do on the exam? I managed to get forty-eight points before the zero pointer trapped me."

"Nice. I got forty-five. Nine in the last two minutes." Reaching down, Tsuyu grabbed at Mina's tail and wrapped it around her waist. "I managed to get myself out to a back corner of the testing center that was far away from the zero pointer but people were still freaking out and I managed to run up my score on some of the robots that they left behind."

Mina gave Tsuyu a squeeze with her tail. "I tried my hardest to impress you but I only got seventy-eight points. Possibly first place, but probably not."

Skipping ahead a few steps on her recently healed ankle, Ochako spun around to face them. "Seventy-eight is a great score! Or at least I hope it is. Because if that's just an average score, I am super fucked!"

"Same. I was hoping to get fucked when I got to high school, kero, but not like that." Tsuyu's blunt response made Ochako blush and turn to face forward as they walked, and Tsuyu chuckled. "Ayo. Improved the view."

Giggling, Mina nodded in agreement, staring unapologetically at Ochako's ass as the brunette walked in front of her. "I'm reminded of a very famous Bible passage at the moment."

Tsuyu raised an eyebrow at that, looking from Ochako over to Mina and then back. "I have no idea where this is going, kero, but I'm decidedly curious."

Gesturing to Ochako, Mina cleared her throat. "And I quote? 'If it jiggles when she walks, I shall listen when she talks.' Assalations 3:16."

Finally catching on to the fact that they were talking about her - or, more specifically, part of her - Ochako reached down to cover her butt with her hands as she peered back at them, blushing brightly. "I'm pretty sure that's not actually a Bible verse!"

"I saw it on Instagram! So yuh huh it is!" Mina let out another giggle as Ochako squirmed a bit before darting back to sidle up on Mina's left, leaving the rosette pressed between her two companions. So the view was slightly worse, but the cuddle situation had gotten markedly better. She'd take it. She only had one tail, though, so she couldn't wrap it around both of them, but she had enough wings to envelop them both. "So, Tsuyu, doubling back to our conversation from before the exam? I hope there's points for helping people. Because I saved Ochako and Izumi from… oh, shoot, I wish you'd gotten to meet Izumi. She looks like our love child."

Tsuyu blinked at that declaration, furrowing her brow as she tried to process it. "I'm going to want to go back to that in a minute, but finish your thought. You saved them from..?"

Doing her best not to dislodge either girl, Mina raised her hands and spread them wide. "The zero pointer! Which was super huge! Did not expect that! But yeah, Ochako got trapped by some rubble when it emerged, and I got her out and to safety. And then Izumi beat the shit out of the zero pointer but was going to fall to her doom so I saved her from that too. And I healed both of them. So if helper points are a thing, I feel like I'm going to get at least a few?"

"You should breathe some fire on Tsuyu." Ochako peered across at the verdette, her expression thoughtful. "I feel like a frog dragon would be sort of neat looking?"

Tsuyu peered up at Mina in askance and the rosette rolled her golden eyes. "I do not have contagious dragon as a side effect of my quirk. I have no idea what happened to Izumi, but she's now in the hands of medical professionals and so I'm sure that everything will turn out all right for her."

After a few seconds, Tsuyu shook her head. "I have no idea what you're talking about and I'm not sure I want to know. But no, I second the helper points thing. I saved this exhausted looking boy with purple hair from robots two separate times over the course of the exam. Granted I got the points for the robot kills, but like… I could have let them hurt him first. It wouldn't have been heroic of me, but I could have."

"I feel like there was a thin line between helping and kill stealing in this situation and so I don't think anyone would have blamed you if you sat back and waited to make sure he couldn't handle them?" Ochako considered that for a bit before shrugging. "On the other hand, I'm very happy that Mina didn't wait to see if I could handle things, so I don't know."

The trio walked in silence for a bit, making their way out the gate of the battle center and heading along the long wall back to the bus that would return them to the main building. Then Tsuyu nudged Mina. "So, what's your hoard?"

Blinking owlishly, Mina glanced over at Ochako to see if she was missing something obvious, but the brunette seemed as lost as she was. And so Mina turned back to Tsuyu. "My hoard? What do you mean?"

Tsuyu shrugged uncertainly. "Aren't dragons supposed to hoard things?"

Cocking her head to the side, Mina considered that. "Are they?"

"I'm not a dragon expert or anything, but I'm pretty sure they do." Tsuyu shrugged uncertainly. "You're the dragon, kero, so I just sort of assumed that you'd know what I was talking about."

Mina gasped loudly, bringing her hands up to her cheeks as her eyes widened. "Dragons are supposed to have hoards? But I don't have a hoard! Oh no! I'm a bad dragon!"

Letting out an exasperated groan, Ochako slapped her hand against her face. "…Mina, I'm begging you, be very careful how and around who you use that phrase."

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Gasping, Mina stared up at the poster in the window of the fast food restaurant in awe. "Guys! Look! Kuroge Wagyu burgers! With shariapin sauce! I knew that MOS Burger was the superior burger joint! Let's see Burger King beat that!"

Tsuyu brought her finger up to the corner of her mouth, cocking her head to the side slightly. "I have no idea what shariapin sauce is, so I'm not sure how excited I am about this. Kuroge Wagyu is… awfully fancy for a fast food restaurant, though."

"It sounds expensive." Ochako pressed the tips of her index fingers together as she looked down at the ground. "I'll probably just eat a normal burger. Like, a small one."

Shaking her head, Mina looped an arm through Ochako's and an arm through Tsuyu's as she pulled the two girls toward the doors of MOS Burger. "Not necessary! I'm buying for all of us! To celebrate our new friendship! Also, Tsuyu, I have no idea what shariapin sauce is either but I can google with the best of them!"

Tsuyu pulled out her phone with her free hand and got to work. "I… do I mean chaliapin?" She furrowed her brow. "Maybe it's foreign? I'm going to click yes." She scrolled for a few more seconds before making a thoughtful noise. "Weird. It says here that it's a native Japanese sauce, but it uses a L in the name which… we don't? Hmm. Interesting. Either way, it's a sauce made of red wine, soy sauce, and onion? I don't hate it."

As the trio made their way into the restaurant, Mina noticed an empty track suit sitting at one of the tables. She would have called it familiar but technically she had never seen that particular track suit before in her life. She did have a history of interacting with empty track suits, though, so… semi-familiar? "Tooru! Is that you?"

"Hah! I knew if I went to the MOS nearest to UA, you'd show up eventually!" Hopping to her feet, Hagakure Tooru rushed over to tackle Mina, making her stumble back a few feet away from her companions. "Today was… so many things, I don't even know where to start. Wait. I know where to start. How do you think you did on the test? I bet you kicked ass."

Mina wrapped her arms around Tooru and gave the girl a tight hug as she grinned widely. "I think I did good? We were talking about that earlier; hopefully seventy-eight is a good score because if seventy-eight is a mediocre score, Ochako and Tsuyu are probably going to be disappointed."

Pulling away from Mina, Tooru tugged a headband out of her pocket and slipped it on, allowing the rosette to better see when her friend nodded rapidly. "Same! I only got thirty-seven points and so if seventy-eight isn't great, then my score is probably terrible."

"Oh, introductions! Hagakure Tooru. Future hero in training. Meet Uraraka Ochako and Asui Tsuyu!" Reaching out with both arms and her tail, Mina grabbed all three girls and pulled them into a group hug. "Congratulations, we're all friends now!"

Tsuyu grinned and pressed herself closer to Tooru as she stared intently at the invisible girl. "Wow. You're really pretty."

Head whipping around, Tooru let out a gasp. "Wait, you can see me? How? I mean, that's literally my entire quirk. I'm invisible."

"Frog quirk. I can see near infrared." Tsuyu's gaze swept up and down over Tooru slowly. "So I mean, I can only see you in shades of red, kero, but you're really pretty shades of red?"

Tooru took a moment to process that before gasping and reaching down, tugging the zipper on the front of her tracksuit upward. "Sorry, I was just… letting it all hang out, wasn't I? That was way more cleavage than appropriate."

A disgruntled ribbit escaped Tsuyu. "Aww shit. Shouldn't have said anything."

From Mina's other side, Ochako nudged her playfully. "You should breathe fire on Tooru. An invisible dragon would be pretty cool."

"Oh my God, I don't have contagious dragon! I don't know why that happened to Izumi, but I'm pretty sure that it's not my fault! Here! Watch!" Turning to Tooru, Mina breathed out a small puff of flame into her friend's face, briefly outlining her features before it faded away. Then she did it again, highlighting the same exact features a second time. "See? She didn't turn into a dragon. You didn't turn into a dragon. I wouldn't turn Tsuyu into a dragon. I do not have contagious dragon."

Tsuyu made a thoughtful noise. "Maybe it's a matter of exposure? You breathed a lot of fire onto Izumi and considerably less onto Ochako and Tooru." She gestured to herself. "Do you want to breathe a lot of fire on me? I feel like being a frog dragon would be kind of fun. I mean, I have no idea what a frog dragon would even look like, but it just sounds fun?"

Opening her mouth, Mina paused and then shook her head. "I am not going to breathe that much flame in the middle of a restaurant. Public quirk use laws are still a thing and I'm already pushing it with the little puffs I did to Tooru. But like, I've breathed on people more than I breathed on Ochako and none of them turned into dragons." Come to think of it, had she ever tried to heal someone as messed up as Izumi? Not that she could remember. Oh shoot. Did she really have contagious dragon and it just required her to breathe a whole lot of fire for her to activate? How could she actually test that out? People as messed up as Izumi had been didn't just come along every day.

Tsuyu reluctantly wiggled out of the group hug and gestured toward the front of the restaurant. "I can't believe that I'm actually complaining about receiving physical affection, but… I am really hungry after the exam. Can we get food, eat food, and then maybe hug more after that?"

Nodding enthusiastically, Mina unwrapped her tail from around Tooru. "I am starving too, so that sounds like a great plan to me." As she guided the others toward the counter, she gestured for Tooru to follow her. "Tooru, you know me pretty well. Question for you. If I had to have a hoard because I'm a dragon, what would I hoard?"

"Is burgers an option? I feel like the answer is burgers." Tooru giggle at Mina's exasperated look. "If you guys are new to Mina, know this: you're going to be eating a lot of burgers if you hang out with her. The answer to like, half of her problems is just… burgers."

Mina rolled her eyes. "I can't hoard burgers. They'd go bad really quickly and then I'd just have a hoard of rotting mushy junk. Eww." Furrowing her brow, the rosette considered the question. "Your hoard would clearly be plushies. I like stuffed animals, but I don't love them like you do. Hmm. I like animal print stuff? But I don't know if I love that enough for it to be my hoard either."

Bumping her hip against Mina's, Tsuyu peered up at her. "What about girls? You seem to like collecting them."

A soft hum escaped Mina as she considered that. She did in fact like girls. She liked girls a lot. A hoard of cute girls didn't sound like a terrible idea. Except… how many girls was a hoard? Did she need to flirt with more girls? Wait! She'd turned Izumi into a dragon. Possibly. She still wasn't going to admit to that if asked, but Izumi was distinctly more dragon-like than she'd been before meeting Mina. What if she wanted to hoard cute girls too? Would she have to compete for girls? Or wait. Teamwork made the dream work. What if she teamed up with Izumi and they had a joint hoard of cute girls?

You know what? That actually sounded like fun. A lot of fun. And she could probably talk Tooru and Tsuyu at a minimum into it. Probably Ochako too, especially since she'd literally been the girl's knight in shining dragon today. Nodding decisively, Mina thrust her hands into the air excitedly. "I'll do it! I'll hoard cute girls! Because I am… super gay!"

Behind the counter, the cashier let out an exhausted sigh. "Ma'am, this is a MOS Burger."

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"Okay, so, the burgers have been consumed. The shakes have shaken. Let's get down to business. I have officially decided that I want to have a hoard of cute girls. How many cute girls does it take for me to have a hoard of cute girls? Like… twenty-four cute girls? I feel like twenty-four would be a hoard of cute girls."

Tsuyu let out a contemplative croak as she considered the question. "That's a very random number. Why twenty-four, kero? Why not twenty-three or twenty-five?"

Shrugging helplessly, Mina raised her hands in the air. "I don't know! Twenty-four just strikes me as a nice hoard-y number. Well wait. Before we discuss the size of my hoard, I feel like we should discuss the… what's the word? Disposition?" Pausing, she pulled out her phone and googled the word, eyes scrolling over the definition that came up. "Did not know I knew that word, but I do. And I used it right. Go me. So yeah. What is the point of my hoard? Am I just going to be a dragon collecting cute girls? Like ooh, look at all of these cute girls? Or are we talking a Minabowl situation? Do I want to be a harem protagonist?"

"I feel like trying to date twenty-four girls at once would be really complicated? And expensive?" Ochako gestured down at the trash on the plastic tray in front of her. "Ignoring how difficult it would actually be to take twenty-five people somewhere all together as a group, imagine how expensive it would be to buy twenty-five meals to feed all of us?"

Mina waved dismissively. "I sell pictures of my feet on KoFi. It turns out that people will pay good money for cute pink dragon feet. And it's not lewd, so it's not illegal. Granted it's not like, Yaoyorozu money or anything obviously but like, I could probably afford to buy stuff for a bunch of girlfriends. Maybe not twenty-four? I may have to set a more achievable goal until I'm out of high school and have a job. Or I get an OnlyFans. I'm open to either. Or both."

Furrowing her brow, Ochako leaned back and glanced under the table for a moment before straightening back up. "People pay money for pictures of feet? How much? And, uh, what kind of feet? Like, you obviously have super unique feet that are really exotic on the market. I have toe beans because of my quirk. Do you think toe bean feet would sell?"

Mina nodded excitedly. "You'd have to get creative on angles because obviously what makes your feet unique are on the bottom, but I'm pretty sure you could pull it off. Do you have a ring light?" Ochako shook her head no and Mina waved dismissively. "Easy peasy, I have like three. I'll give you one of my spares and you'll be in business in no time."

"I guess? I mean… it'd be nice to be able to contribute? Or at least pick up some of my own expenses? My parents spend so much money on me, and I can't give literally anything back in return." A moody expression crossed Ochako's face for a few seconds and then she shook her head, brightening again. "But yeah, I'll pick your brain later. We're getting off track."

Nodding, Mina thought back a few seconds, ran Ochako's words over in her mind, and then gasped loudly. Rising to her feet, she leaned across the table toward Ochako. "Wait a minute. You said 'feed all of us'. 'Us'. First personal plural. Are you going to be part of my hoard?"

Ochako blushed and rubbed the back of her head sheepishly. "I mean, it depends on what being in your hoard entails? You've been flirting with me nonstop so I kinda figured that I was getting hoard status at a minimum? That I was at least being collected? Don't know how I feel about the twenty-five person harem idea. Does it have to be a harem? Can it be a polycule? I don't know if I'd want to date any of my fellow hoard members, but I'd like to at least have the option?"

Her hands planting on the table, Mina leaned even closer to Ochako. "That implies that you'd at least want to date me?"

"I mean, you seem cool. And you're pretty. And the wing hug thing is kind of fun and adorable. Still worried about the possibility of contagious dragon, but I guess being a dragon wouldn't be too terrible so… eh?" Blushing heavily, Ochako reached forward to place one hand on top of Mina's on the table. "So I mean, if you get your whole hoard idea sorted and decide what you want to do and that involves asking me out? I wouldn't be against that?"

Mina slowly sank back into her seat as she considered that, keeping her arm outstretched so that she could keep her hand with Ochako's. What did she want to do? On one hand, having a hoard of cute girls as a friendship and female empowerment exercise sounded really fulfilling. Like, just a bunch of gals, building each other up, trying to be the best that they could possibly be. Possibly the best heroes, but Mina wasn't willing to bet that there were going to be twenty-four girls in the first year of hero course with her.

On the other hand, she was pretty much obsessed with love. She wrote shippy fanfics, she matchmade, she gossiped with her classmates who were in relationships and absorbed every single drop of information they were willing to share with her. Being a harem protagonist - or, she guessed, polycule founder - would be amazing. There would be… so much love in that. Especially a polycule, now that she thought about it. Sure, having twenty-four girlfriends sounded like fun, but having twenty-four girlfriends who were each girlfriends with each other sounded even more amazing.

Well, she wouldn't get to twenty-four girlfriends any time soon if she couldn't even get one. And so Mina offered Ochako her sunniest smile. "Do you want to get in on the ground floor, then? Be the first member of my hoard?"

Ochako furrowed her brow. "Is this you asking me to date you, or more like a slightly higher tier of friendship? I'm still not clear on that."

"I mean, I'm super gay and you're super hot! So consider this a confession!" Mina leaned over the table again, grabbing Ochako's hand and squeezing it. "I think you're amazing and that we could be great together! Be my girlfriend, Uraraka Ochako!"

From her spot next to Ochako, Tsuyu let out a disgruntled ribbit. "What am I, chopped liver?"

Tooru nodded solemnly. "Mood. I mean, I've known her for three years at this point. She was my first kiss. And nope. She's asking out the new girl before me. I see how it is."

"Excuse me! I can't just collect everyone at once! That's not romantic at all!" Mina let go of Ochako's hand with a huff, sitting back in her seat and crossing her arms over her chest petulantly. "What, was I supposed to go 'hey everybody, you all rock, we should all date'?"

Tooru considered that for a moment before shrugging. "Works for me. I'm in."

Nodding agreeably, Tsuyu offered a thumbs up. "Same here, kero. I second Ochako's thoughts about a polycule, though. I definitely want to take Tooru out on a date."

A gasp escaped Tooru as she sat up a bit straighter in her seat. "Wait, you do? I mean, I am not opposed. At all. I just figured you were being polite because I was Mina's friend and you're clearly interested in Mina."

"I can multitask. I can think you're pretty and think Mina's pretty." Tsuyu brought her hands up to her face and pantomimed taking a picture. "Also, now that we know I can see you, they make cameras that can record near infrared. I don't think anyone else would be able to photograph you because they wouldn't be able to see what they're doing but… date material?"

Tooru giggled. "Photograph me like one of your French girls, Tsuyu." The invisible girl struck a pose for a moment before relaxing and turning back to Mina. "But yeah, I feel like you're stuck with a polycule at this point? Because I'll date you, Tsuyu will date you, Ochako… Ochako, are you actually in on this insanity?"

After a moment's consideration, Ochako nodded slowly. "You know what? Yeah. There's a million ways this could all go wrong… but what if it goes right? So yeah. I'm in."

"Okay, so we're all dating you, Mina, but I am absolutely going to date Tsuyu at a minimum. So I feel like you have a polycule whether you like it or not?" Tooru made a soft 'nyah' that Mina recognized as the invisible girl sticking her tongue out. "Besides, what would you even do with twenty-four girls all at once? Your bed can only fit like, three."

Mina grinned widely. "On behalf of my bed? Challenge accepted!"

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Bouncing excitedly as she walked down the sidewalk, Mina spun around to face her… three… fabulous… girlfriends! "Does anyone mind if I post about us on social media? Like, I have a very active presence online and I haven't posted anything since before the exam. I could post anything… but I kinda want it to be us?"

Ochako shook her head slowly. "I don't do much social media because my phone is ancient. I feel like posting shitty grainy photos in this day and age would be like putting a sign over my head that says 'POOR!' Which will probably be a barrier to selling feet pictures, now that I think about it. Hmm. May need Mina to take pictures of my feet until I sell enough pictures to buy a better phone?" She considered that for a few seconds before shaking her head. "Sorry, off topic. But yeah, if you want to get in the habit of collab posting anything with me so it can pop up on my account too? I do not mind that at all."

"I'm not sure you want to tie yourself to my online presence, to be honest." Tsuyu reached up to rub the back of her head sheepishly. "It's pretty much trans rights and heteromorph rights content, with an occasional outfit of the day mixed in when I feel really cute."

Spreading her wings wide, Mina lifted up off the sidewalk and spun in a circle before touching back down. "Heteromorph rights are human rights! I am all about heteromorph rights." Giggling, she stopped walking so that Tsuyu closed the distance between them, leaning in toward the shorter girl. "Although are we heteromorphs? I feel like we're homomorphs."

Tsuyu sighed and dragged her hand over her face, although Mina couldn't help noticing that the corner of the girl's mouth was curled upward. "That's not how that works, kero. That's now how that works at all." She peered up at Mina. "Although yeah, expecting you not to understand was pretty dumb of me. Well, if you don't mind my non-stop activism, go ahead and tag me too."

That just left Tooru and all three girls turned to look at her. "You're joking, right? This whole hoard situation is going to revolutionize my social media presence. Especially once we find one of those cameras that Tsuyu was talking about. You can absolutely brag about dating me online."

"Yes! Okay! Excitement!" Mina considered her girlfriends for a moment before sliding over next to Tsuyu. Pulling out her phone, she raised it up in the air as she used her other arm to crowd the girls closer to her. "One! Two! Three!"

"Oh shoot, I blinked!" Mina peered across the group at Tooru, who giggled loudly at the exasperated expression on the rosette's face. "Just messing with you. Let me see though?" Mina held out her phone and the girls crowded in to scrutinize the photograph. "Huh. We're actually pretty cute together. Although we're going to need to get a selfie stick if Mina's really set on having a hoard of twenty-four. Or maybe one of those selfie drones."

That actually sounded like a fun idea even without twenty-four partners to crowd into a single selfie! She could get… so many creative photos of herself with a selfie drone! Opening her browser, she typed 'selfie drone' into Google and clicked on a page promising to tell her which the best drone was. Scrolling to the bottom - because that's how all of those articles worked - she raised an eyebrow. Two hundred and fifty thousand yen? That was… a whole bunch of feet pics, but it would probably be worth the investment.

Bookmarking the page for later, Mina shoved her phone into her pocket and turned her attention back to her new girlfriends. Ahh! She had girlfriends! Bringing her hands up to her cheeks, Mina squirmed in place. What an exciting development! She definitely hadn't expected to come home from a high school entrance exam with a single girlfriend, much less three, but she definitely wasn't mad about it! She couldn't wait to tell her classmates about this on Monday!

As the group started moving again - much to the appreciation of all the people stuck behind them on the sidewalk - Mina darted across the group to grab Tooru. Lifting her off the ground, Mina wrapped her wings around her girlfriend as she floated up into the air and then pressed a kiss to Tooru's lips. And they had definitely gotten better at that over the last year; she was hitting Tooru's lips with reasonably good accuracy these days. She grinned impishly at the invisible girl. "Sorry. I was just feeling really gay."

"Who's complaining? Not me." Tooru leaned in to press another kiss to Mina's lips before peering downward. "Public quirk use, though."

Settling them back down on the pavement, Mina let out a harumph. "What's the point of being a big gay dragon if you can't kiss your girlfriend in midair? I should overthrow the government and establish a world where kissing your girlfriend while flying is not only acceptable, it's expected!"

Tsuyu brought her finger up to the corner of her mouth. "Your ideas intrigue me, kero, and I wish to subscribe to your newsletter."

"Can it be a communist government?" Ochako clenched her fists before thrusting one into the air determinedly. "After all, the free development of each is the condition for the free development of all. Workers of the world, unite! You have nothing to lose but your chains!"

Mina opened her mouth, closed it, and then made a thoughtful noise. She honestly didn't know enough about governments to give an informed answer on the subject? Like, she vaguely knew what communism was but nothing specific. Ochako clearly knew a bunch more than she did. They should have a conversation about it. If nothing else, it was a good girlfriend move to show interest in her girlfriend's interests. "I'm open to suggestions. We'll talk."

As they set off down the street once more, Tsuyu cleared her throat to get Mina's attention. "Are you going to post that photo of us? I'm a bit curious how many followers I'm going to pick up from being associated with you. Probably not many because, well, I'm me. But seeing as how I only have a few hundred followers as it is, even like, twenty-five would be a lot of new followers to me."

"Oh, shoot! The Instagram post! I got distracted!" Pulling her phone back out - why had she even put it away in the first place? - Mina opened Instagram and started a new post. Her tongue poked out of the corner of her mouth as she typed a comment into requisite field. "Turns out dragons hoard things. Period. I've decided to hoard cute girls! Exclamation point! Now accepting applications to join my hoard! Also an exclamation point! Slide into my DMs if you dare. Winky face." She tapped the 'tag people' button and quickly added Tooru as a collaborator. "Tsuyu, Ochako, what are your handles on Instagram?"

"X Froggy X Style X."

"Making Newton My Bitch, all one word obviously."

Hah, that was great. Although one of these days, they needed to find Tooru a better name than 'InvisibleGirl'. It was a bit on the nose, and also she'd probably regret it in five or ten years? Definitely something to change before she firmly established a heroic brand. "Okay, tagged. And… go!" Mina pushed the big blue 'Share' button and waited a few seconds as her post uploaded. There was a roughly thirty second wait, and then likes started to pour in, a trickle at first but quickly picking up speed. Then the counter on the icon for her DMs began to tick upward. "Oh. Oh wow. Um, that's a lot of interested girls."

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"Okay so this has all been… lots of fun. Like, a lot of fun. Most fun I've had in a while." Ochako paused, tilting her head to the side as she thought. "I kind of wish that I'd gotten kissed today, but maybe that's moving a bit too fast and… mmph!"

Mina watched in undisguised fascination as Tsuyu leaned in and pressed her lips to Ochako's. Given that the frog heteromorph had a slightly larger than average mouth, Mina had been curious how that would work out but they were making a go of it. And… was that tongue? On a first kiss? Wow! Tsuyu was bold!

When the two broke apart, Ochako was blushing more brightly than usual and fanned herself. "Wow. As far as first kisses go, that was… pretty much everything that I hoped for. I kind of want to try kissing Mina while floating, but… public quirk use." She shook her fist in annoyance. "We really need to work on establishing that pro-quirk communist government for Japan."

"Idea! First day of school! You! Me! Cat café! Communism books! You can teach me all about everything while I sprawl on your lap and let cats climb on me. Sound good?" Ochako nodded agreeably and Mina darted in to press a quick kiss to the brunette's lips. "Yay! It's a date! But I feel like you were going somewhere before Tsuyu distracted you by poking your tonsils."

Ochako nodded sheepishly and gestured across the street at Musutafu train station. "The train back to Kisosaki is a couple of hours, especially since I can't afford the Shinkansen. So I really, really like spending time with you guys and am really hoping we all make it in and get assigned to the same class… but I should be headed home about now."

Checking her phone, Tsuyu nodded in agreement. "Toyohashi is along the way. I also want to stay longer but I feel like it'd be more fair to Ochako to leave with her?"

Her hands waved in front of her anxiously as Ochako shook her head. "You don't have to if you don't want to! I mean, if we end up being a hoard of twenty-four girls, there's going to be a lot of stuff that I'm not directly involved in and I should get used to that as soon as-"

"We can make out on the train, kero."

"-possible. But on the other hand, I guess I wouldn't mind the company." Grinning, Ochako reached out and took Tsuyu's hand in her own before turning to Mina. "And we have a group chat now, so we're only as far apart as our phones."

Mina pulled out her phone, opened LINE, and send a kissing face to their group chat, giggling as she heard all three of their phones chime to alert them to a new message. "We are! I'm still hoping that we're all in the same class but considering I want to have a huge hoard and there's only twenty students in a class, I guess it wouldn't be bad if we were in different classes? Actually, I kind of hope that Tsuyu is in 1-B. She has the most rizz after me, and I could absolutely see her being the surrogate hoard leader for another class."

Puffing up proudly, Tsuyu offered the biggest grin that Mina had seen on the girl all day. "I do have rizz, kero."

A giggle escaped Tooru at that. "Has anyone noticed that this is turning into Tsuyu's harem? Or at least a co-harem? Like, she's already kissed Ochako and asked me out on a date. I feel like she's making a play for Mina's role."

"Perish the thought. I'm just a frog with needs who tends to say and do what's on her mind." Reaching out her free hand, Tsuyu grabbed Mina's hand and gave it a squeeze. "I'm just happy to be here at this point, kero. All things considered."

Ah, right, the trans thing. The verdette definitely had some insecurities about that, which Mina was going to make her her mission to alleviate. Like, Tsuyu was cute and awesome and heroic. What was between her legs absolutely didn't matter to Mina.

Well, at the moment it didn't. Once they'd been dating for a while, it would probably matter to Mina. Was it big? Mina obviously didn't have a preference at this point, what with her literal zero sexual experience and all, but she did have plenty of curiosity and Tsuyu could bring some interesting dynamics to the group.

Leaning in, Tsuyu pressed a kiss to Mina's lips before releasing her hand and tugging on Ochako's arm. "Toukaidou mainline trains are every ten or fifteen minutes but the longer we stand here, the later we'll get home. Let's get going."

Mina watched them cross the street before throwing an arm and several wings around Tooru and leaning in toward the girl. "So, are you in a hurry to get back to Tokyo? Because I mean, we're literally right here if you want to get going."

Turning toward her, Tooru made an inquisitive noise. "And what are you going to do if I leave you here alone in Musutafu? Something gay and thirsty no doubt."

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Blushing magenta, Mina pulled out her phone and opened Instagram again, pulling up her DMs and gesturing to the screenful of unread messages. "But like… I bet at least one of them lives around here."

Scoffing, Tooru shook her head. "There are over three hundred and seventy-five thousand square kilometers of Japan. What are the actual odds that any of the… wow, there's a lot of messages there." She reached out, dragging her finger down the screen of Mina's phone, and then whistled lowly. "Holy crap. There's got to be at least sixty messages there. But ahem. As I was saying. What are the odds that any of those girls actually live within the hundred square kilometers or so that we can reach easily tonight?"

Mina perked up and held her phone up, taking a selfie of herself and Tooru. "Let's find out!" Starting another new post, she switched to the Story option and selected the picture she'd just taken. Tapping the text tool, she added a message along the bottom. 'Chilling in Musutafu. Local hoard applicants to the front of the line!' Pressing send, she snuggled in against Tooru and watched the screen intently. Out of the sixty or so messages that she had to sort through at some point, one darted up to the top of the screen and stayed there as the person sent her a rapid fire burst of messages. "Boom! We have a Musutafu honey!"

An incredulous laugh bubbled up out of Tooru. "Oh my god, I can't believe that actually worked." She looked over at Mina and then gestured to the phone. "Well, don't just stand here staring at it. Let's see who it is."

"Right! On it, on it!" Tapping on the conversation, Mina scrolled up a bit; the girl was certainly verbose in expressing her desire to join Mina's hoard. There were over a dozen messages at the moment, most of them several lines long. Shaking her head, she slid back down to the bottom, confirmed that the girl was in fact in Musutafu with them and willing to meet - she was - and then pulled up the girl's profile. "Oh wow she's cute."

And she was. The girl had bright turquoise eyes and white hair flecked with red that she kept roughly shoulder length except for where she had shaved one side short and etched a snowflake design into the side of her head. She had a very punk-goth-something aesthetic going for her; it wasn't Mina's preferred fashion and so she didn't really know much about the various styles and how they differed, but the girl had black glasses and wore black in most of her pictures. The girl tended toward tight crop composition so Mina couldn't really get a feel for how tall - or not - she was, but that was fine. Height wasn't really something she cared about. She seemed to be fairly petite but again, that wasn't really something that mattered to Mina. She was cute and since Mina's hoard was cute girls? She was eminently qualified to join.

Tooru giggled and took the phone from Mina. "Let's see if she's got a sense of humor." Sliding backward to Todoroki Fuyumi's messages, she tapped at the screen. 'You up?'

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Mina's first impression of Todoroki Fuyumi was that she was smol. Not small. She was smaller than small. She was smol. Mina was pretty much average height for a Japanese girl her age - she'd looked it up out of curiosity - and so she wasn't used to being taller than anyone. But at one fifty-nine, she was a solid fifteen centimeters taller than Fuyumi. Give or take, given that Fuyumi was barefoot and Mina was still in her sneakers. But there was a definite height difference.

Mina's second impression of Fuyumi was that she definitely took her preferred aesthetic seriously. While Mina personally adored bright and colorful clothes that contrasted her pink skin, she also tended toward grey sweatpants and plain t-shirts when hanging around her house. Fuyumi's idea of casual home clothes were an all black ensemble that created a stark contrast with her pale skin and red-flecked white hair.

Mina's third impression of Fuyumi was…

"…hey. You want a parsnip fry?"

Mina peered down at the plate she was being offered, then up at the girl holding it, and then back down at the plate. Shrugging, she took a fry and dipped it in the ketchup before popping it into her mouth. She chewed slowly, analyzing the flavors. That… was not ketchup. Or at least not the kind of ketchup she was used to. It wasn't bad. It was just… different. "I'm not sure if the newness is a parsnip experience or a sauce experience. It's definitely different. I don't hate it, though."

Beaming at her, Fuyumi took a fry for herself and popped it into her mouth before offering the plate to Tooru. Then she paused, pulling the plate back toward herself uncertainly. "Probably should have asked. Do either of you have any food allergies?"

"I mean, your literal first words were to offer me a parsnip fry." Grinning playfully, Mina gestured past the girl toward the inside of her house. "I feel like there were a bunch of things that should have happened before that. Possibly the food allergy question. Probably inviting us in."

Fuyumi cringed and stepped back into the house, gesturing for Mina and Tooru to enter. "Sorry! Sorry. We don't get many guests. And I don't have many friends. Actually, I literally do not have a single actual friend. So I'm not really used to this whole hostess thing. Come on in. Leave your shoes. You caught me having a post-workout snack, hence the sweats and fries. Do you… is this making a bad first impression?"

Shaking her head, Mina offered a reassuring smile as she gestured down at her sports bra and shorts before waving to Tooru's tracksuit. "We went straight from the entrance exam to food to here. So we're all rocking the activewear look at the moment. Although…" Her golden eyes darted to Fuyumi's chest, where the words 'Fuck Endeavor' were splashed in a messy scrawl. "I like your shirt."

"Do you want one? I have spares." Fuyumi giggled and then held her plate out to one side as she guided the pair deeper into the house. Mina reached out to grab another fry and after a moment, Tooru did likewise. "So, welcome to Endeavor's house. Step as loudly as possible. It drives him insane. I live for that."

Mina giggled, peering into rooms as they passed through the house. It was a decently large house, but seemed like a lot of house for the number two hero and… "How big is your family?"

Pausing at one doorway, Fuyumi gestured inside. "My parents live here, obviously, and then two of my three siblings. Natsuo is in college right now and living in the dorms. My older brothers Shouto and Touya live here, though." Mina peered in at where a white-haired man with some funky burn scars was relaxing on a couch watching television as a slightly younger man with perfectly bisected red and white hair and heterochromatic eyes read a book nearby. "Touya, Shouto, I'm joining a dragon's harem. Say hi to my new harem mistress."

The white hair man lifted his hand and offered a lazy wave, while the split-haired man looked up from what he was doing and studied Mina curiously. "Is this going to affect your education at all?" Fuyumi shrugged uncertainly and he narrowed his eyes at her. "Education is important, Fuyumi."

"Of course you'd say that, Shouto, you're a teacher." Fuyumi waved dismissively. "But no, Mina applied to UA and… Mina, did you do well on the entrance exam?"

Mina offered a peace sign as attention turned to her. "I got seventy-eight points. I'm not sure what place that's going to get me, but I feel like it's a good score."

Turning an impressed look to the rosette, Fuyumi let out a low whistle. "That's around what our father scored back in the day. I'm pretty sure you're getting in." Turning back to her brother, Fuyumi gestured grandly to Mina. "See? We'll be going to UA together. We can study together. I'm sure that my education won't suffer from joining her harem."

Mina reached up to rub the back of her head sheepishly. "Actually, I am… not that smart. So it might?" Suddenly she perked up and reached over, grabbing Fuyumi by the arm. "Will you help me study so I can not be the bottom of my class for once?"

"Depends. Can I sit on your lap while I tutor you?" Mina considered that for a moment before nodding eagerly; snuggling fucking rocked and she was all about it. Study snuggles sounded… a little boring but also kind of great? Fuyumi offered her a thumbs up. "Then I'm in, if you'll have me."

Tugging Fuyumi closer, Mina went for a wing hug, marveling at how far around the petite girl her wings actually wrapped. "I am not opposed in theory, but I have a bunch of questions first? Like, apart from the fact that you follow me on Instagram, I know almost nothing about you."

Fuyumi grinned brightly. "I've bought you over fifty 'coffees' in the last year." At Shouto's confused expression, she elaborated. "That's what it's called when you tip someone on KoFi. Each 'coffee' is seven hundred and fifty yen. So I've sent her almost forty thousand yen in the last year."

Groaning, Shouto buried his face in the book he was holding. "Father is going to be so, so furious if he ever looks at his credit card statements."

"What's the point of having Endeavor's credit cards if I'm not going to abuse the hell out of them?" Fuyumi waved goodbye to her brothers before awkwardly shuffling out of the room, trying to lead the way without pulling out of Mina's five winged hug. "Um, what else should you know about me? Fuyumi. Fifteen. My birthday is December 6th. I have the same quirk as my brother Natsuo and my mother: Frost. I'm allergic to nightshades."

Tooru frowned as she looked around curiously. "That explains the parsnip fries." At Mina's confused expression, the invisible girl explained. "Nightshades are things like potatoes, tomatoes, and eggplants. So she can't have French fries because they're made out of potatoes. So she makes them out of parsnips."

A soft noise of comprehension escaped Mina as she thought back to the small sample that she'd had. "The ketchup tasted different. I'm assuming it wasn't made out of tomatoes, if you're allergic to them?"

Nodding agreeably, Fuyumi ticked off points on her fingers. "I call it carrup. Carrots, beets, cherries, vinegar, and a few other things. I can also make a pretty good imitation of mustard out of squash, honey, and horseradish. I actually make a lot of my own food so that I can control what goes into it, and by extension me." Looking down at her hands, she cursed softly under her breath. "Damn it, I left my fries in the television room. Whelp, they're gone now. Touya is a garbage disposal." Sighing, she shook her head. "Do you want to come hang out in my room? Get to know each other better? Maybe listen to some brain rotting pop music at borderline deafening volumes?"

Mina giggled and gave Fuyumi a squeeze with her wings. "You really enjoy annoying your father, don't you?"

"I do!"

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In the end, they did not in fact end up deafening themselves with pop music. They did, however, end up with some generic pop softly playing in the background as Mina poked around Fuyumi's room curiously and Tooru lounged on the girl's futon with said girl snuggled up against her. How Fuyumi defined her own style and how she reconciled that dark look with her very pop-centric music tastes, Mina had no idea but that was a question she could always ask later as a way to get to know the girl better. For now? "So, let me just start by saying that I am not in fact saying this from a place of judgement. But I'm sensing some distinct daddy issues at work here."

Fuyumi stretched languidly and then snuggled back against Tooru before responding to Mina, watching the girl poke through her belongings with lidded turquoise eyes. "You're not wrong. My father and I… have some issues, yeah. Although to be fair, literally everyone in the family has some level of issues with my father. Up to and including my mother, who lives in her own bedroom in the literal furthest point in the house from my father's room."

Looking up from where she was studying Fuyumi's collection of All Might figures, Mina perked up. "I smell gossip. Particularly juicy gossip. Pro hero gossip. And I love gossip. But… wait. Spreading your family's business would be super shitty of me, especially if we end up dating. And probably get me Hell Spider'd. Hmm. Will you spill the tea for my own personal, absolutely not to be shared curiosity?

"Personally I wouldn't mind if you told everyone my family's dirty laundry but yeah, I feel like Endeavor would probably take it poorly. Very self aware of you. I'll definitely tell you, though." Fuyumi reached up, tugging at one of the red streaks in her primarily white hair. "Long story short? My parents are a quirk marriage. Endeavor realized he'd never beat All Might so he set out to create a legacy. If he couldn't be the number one hero, he decided that he'd settle for being the father of the number one hero. So he arranged a quirk marriage with my mother in an attempt to breed the best hero that he could."

Mina turned to lean back against Fuyumi's dresser as she studied the girl. "Okay, please don't judge me but… that's kind of a controversial and dubiously acceptable term. Because like, what makes it a quirk marriage compared to just two people considering each other's quirks before getting together? If a frog woman and a toad guy get married, is that a quirk marriage or just people having common sense about producing decent kids?" Pausing, Mina shrugged. "Added a frog girl to my hoard today. She has a very frog family on her social media. So, you know, curious."

Opening and closing her mouth, Fuyumi let out a consternated noise. "I… I just discovered the term online and it felt like it fit my parents' marriage? Like, I've genuinely never thought about how everyone else's parents met and got to know each other?"

From her spot beneath Fuyumi, Tooru lazily raised her hand. "I mean, I'm another example of that. Invisible mom. Invisible dad. Invisible kid. Quirk marriage, or common sense pairing?"

"Okay but how common sense is a fire quirk user with overheating issues marrying an ice quirk user? Like, to follow your examples, wouldn't it have made more sense for Endeavor to marry another fire quirk user to try and produce the best possible fire quirk?" Fuyumi looked from Mina to Tooru and back uncertainly. "If it wasn't a quirk marriage and I'm being overly dramatic, then why did my father decide to marry my mother?"

Before Mina could think of a response, a new voice joined the conversation from the doorway. "I asked Enji to marry me because he enjoys getting pegged and I knew I had to lock that down quick." Eyes widening, Mina looked over to find the literal MILFiest MILF who'd ever MILFed standing in the doorway. "Sorry, I was on the way back to my office and I couldn't help but overhear. Todoroki Rei. Are you… Fuyumi darling, are you actually making friends?"

Opening and closing her mouth several times, Fuyumi wiggled out of Tooru's grip and rose to her feet, flapping her hands in front of her awkwardly. Finally, after several more attempts, she finally managed to respond. "…what? Endeavor? What?"

Rei chuckled softly. "What can I say? I have certain… appetites… that your father is very, very willing to fulfill. I knew from experience that it was rare to find a tall, handsome, muscular man who is such an eager bottom and so after a scant few months of dating, I proposed to him and he accepted. Also, I love the way his beard feels when I sit on his face."

As Fuyumi stared at her mother blankly, trying to reboot her overloaded brain, Mina pushed off the dresser and bounced over to the white-haired woman. "Endeavor is a power bottom, confirmed! I knew it! I predicted this! My two million word, enemies to lovers, All Might/Endeavor fic is based on fact!"

"I would be very curious to read that story, I'm not going to lie. Just between you and me? I do have an All Might costume in the closet. So… you're not far off." Grinning widely, Rei offered Mina her hand. "And you are?"

Mina took the proffered hand and brought it up to her lips, kissing the back in what she hoped was a vaguely charming manner. Because god damn did she want to make a good impression on this woman. "Ashido Mina! I'm a gay dragon with a hoard of cute girls! Fuyumi expressed an interest in joining my hoard, so Tooru and I decided to drop by and get to know her better! Oh! Tooru is the invisible girl on your daughter's futon! Hagakure Tooru. Tooru, wave hello!"

Smiling bemusedly, Rei waited for Mina to release her hand before clapping both hands together excitedly. "How wonderful! I've been awfully worried about Fuyumi, to be honest with you. She's always either training, studying, or locked away in her room. And spending money on girls online. I was worried that she was going to become a femcel."

An outraged gasp escaped Fuyumi at that. "I would never! I am a garden variety simp, thank you very much. Also I'm pretty sure I should be celibate at this point. I'm fifteen years old, Mother."

"Mmm, fair, fair. I was still worried, as parents are wont to do. Well, let me just say that it's very nice to meet one of the girls who Fuyumi has been spending our money on." Rei cocked her head to the side curiously. "Do you know a cute blonde girl with yellow eyes and fangs? Tends to wear her hair in messy buns?"

Mina thought for a moment before shaking her head. She knew a lot of people both online and off, and that didn't particularly ring a bell. On the other hand? "I do not! But if she's cute, I'd like to! That's what I hoard: cute girls!"

Finally recovering her equilibrium, Fuyumi pointed a finger accusingly at her mother. "Wait a second! If you aren't trapped in a loveless quirk marriage with my father, then why are you always avoiding him? And why do you have your own bedroom on the other side of the house?"

"Fuyumi, dear heart, I have a job. I haven't been a stay at home mother since you were five. I'm a very well paid cybersecurity analyst who has contracts with several top ten hero agencies. Your father's and my hours don't always match up; we can go days without seeing each other because of our respective jobs." Rei waved dismissively. "As for the separate bedrooms, that was his decision. I'm a very active sleeper and he got tired of me kicking and hitting him all night long. Also, he prefers futons while I'm a mattress woman at heart."

Fuyumi stared at Rei in disbelief. "…everything I thought I knew is a lie."

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Cuddled up on the futon with Fuyumi pressed between her and Tooru, Mina rubbed her fingers over the clean lines of the snowflake design that had been shaved into the right side of Fuyumi's hair. Side shaves in general fascinated her; Mina thought they looked really cool but she loved her fluffy curls far too much to get one herself. Fuyumi took it one step further with a design shaved into the closely cropped hair on the side of her head. It was super pretty! Maybe she could learn to help Fuyumi maintain it? That would be a super cute girlfriend activity, right?

Whining softly, Fuyumi nuzzled her face against Mina's neck. "My entire world view has been rearranged. For years I've thought my parents had a shitty broken quirk marriage and it turns out nope, they're just freaks with poor work-life balance. Ugh. What's next? Endeavor is actually proud of Shouto?"

"I don't know? I don't really know much about your brother. For obvious reasons. I mean, we've met for maybe thirty seconds?" Mina rested her chin on top of Fuyumi's head and puckered her lips, giggling softly when Tooru leaned in closer and kissed her. Turning her attention back to her latest hoard applicant, she made a thoughtful noise. "Why do you call him Endeavor? It's always either that or 'my father'. You don't call him Dad or Father or anything."

Fuyumi shrugged, her voice muffled by Mina's neck as she responded. "Like, if it wasn't a mouthful I'd specifically call him 'my biological father' each and every time. Because I recognize him as my sperm donor but, uh, father material? He is not. He's the pro hero who's training me for greatness at this point, nothing more, nothing less."

Fair enough. If her relationship with her father was that business-like, Mina probably wouldn't call him Dad either. Thankfully, her relationship with her parents was great! Granted her dad was afraid of heights and so he got very exasperated with her tendency to make her way into places that made him go 'nope nope nope' but that was a minor issue. "How do you get along with your mother, then? And your brothers?"

"Fabulously. Like, don't get the impression that this is a completely fucked up household. It's literally just Endeavor." Fuyumi pulled away from Mina so that she could peer up at the girl, pressing herself closer to Tooru in the process. "Touya is probably my favorite brother. He balled too hard back when Endeavor was trying to train him to be a hero, turned himself extra crispy, and has managed to guilt trip my parents into being a NEET ever since. Although he just started dating some twink named Keigo? I've met him like, once. They seem really cute together. So maybe his life is finally looking up?"

Mina brought the finger playing with the side of Fuyumi's head up to tap her lips thoughtfully. "Is he a twink or a twunk?" At Fuyumi's uncertain noise, she elaborated. "Given Japan's focus on traditional - borderline toxic - masculine roles, true twinks are rare. You're more likely to find a twunk: half-twink, half-hunk."

The same uncertain noise escaped Fuyumi as she considered the question. "I… don't… know..?" Stretching out her arm, Fuyumi created a thin stretch of ice from the futon to her desk, complete with a little spike on the end that poked the phone up off the desk and sent it sliding down the ice to her. Unlocking her phone, she pulled up a picture and then rolled onto her back between Mina and Tooru so they could both see the screen. "You're the expert here. Twink or twunk?"

"Oh my god, Fuyumi, that's fucking Hawks!" Mina tore the phone out of Fuyumi's hands, zooming in on the man in question. "Like obviously he doesn't have the wings - and I have so many questions about that - but that's literally the jacket off his hero costume. How did you not know your brother was dating the number three hero?"

Fuyumi threw her hands up in the air. "I'm too busy learning to be a hero to pay attention to heroes! My father is the number two, I buy All Might stuff to annoy the shit out of him, and that's literally the extent of my knowledge of heroes." Pausing, she quickly amended that. "Well, except for Miruko. Because…" The white-haired girl let out a wistful sigh. "Miruko."

Oh my god, that was so based! And they had something they could bond over: their love of Miruko! Mina winked playfully at the smaller girl. "Okay so we'll get back to the whole Hawks situation in a moment, but what I'm hearing from you is that I should look into a Miruko costume at some point."

Staring up at Mina with a worshipful expression, Fuyumi nodded eagerly. "I would buy you… so many coffees if you did that."

"Speaking of which, you're LeTitsNow, aren't you?" Giggling, Fuyumi nodded and Mina let out a soft huff. "I'm sorry, but I'm not sure I can date you. You supply a solid percentage of my spending money, second only to GrapeShot6969."

Fuyumi looked upset for a moment, then thoughtful, and then finally smug. "Okay but think: would you rather have a simp… or a sugar mommy?"

Making an excited noise, Mina squirmed on the futon as she waved her hands. "Are you kidding me? I would love to have a sugar mommy! I always thought I'd go from like, feet pic girl to enjo kosai girl and then eventually to sugar baby once I was a little older. Are you telling me that I can skip all the way to the end goal now?"

Fuyumi nodded. "I mean, ideally I'd like to find someone whose affection I don't have to literally buy, but if my options are that or being a single Pringle? Like… I'm okay with being your sugar mommy. I don't even think I'd need much sugar? Like some kisses? And maybe getting to lick your feet?"

…huh. Mina made foot fetish content but she genuinely had never really tried to comprehend the market or its patrons. Was that what foot fetishists were into? She considered it for a moment before ultimately shrugging; if Fuyumi wanted to lick her feet at some point, she'd be down for it. After like, thoroughly bathing them. Otherwise she'd feel bad.

Or was that part of the appeal?

Hmm.

She had questions.

Shaking her head to clear it, Mina smiled brightly at Fuyumi. "I'm mostly messing with you. Like, I'm not going to say no if you enjoy spoiling me but also I'm like, the hoard guardian and so I intend to pull a whole bunch of the weight in terms of buying things for people? Which… I'll have less money to do if you stop buying content, so maybe keep that up as a cute nostalgia thing and think of it as secondhand spoiling the other girls?"

"I'd be down for that. I love spending Endeavor's money on literally anything I can. I would absolutely keep buying your content if we dated. Gotta support my girlfriend." Pausing, Fuyumi looked uncertain. "Girlfriend, right? This whole hoard situation, it's just a fancy name for a polycule, right? Like you're embracing your whole dragon thing and making the whole situation sound super dragon-y? Because if this is just like, you collecting girls like Pokémon cards to show off like a literal dragon hoard, I am considerably less enthused about the situation. I wanna be really fucking gay, damn it, and you're hot."

Mina giggled and then huffed in mock annoyance. "Don't worry, the whole thing is super gay. I wanted to be a harem protagonist but then everyone got gayer than expected on me so yeah, it's a polycule. So far there's Tooru, who you've obviously met, and then a gravity girl, a frog girl, and now you. If you're in, that is."

Lunging over, Fuyumi tackled Mina, rolling the girl onto her back and pinning her wings beneath her. Which… wasn't the most comfortable situation in the whole world, but Mina would deal because cute girl. "Absolutely! When do I get to meet the other two girls? And more importantly… when do I get to see your feet in person?"

A laugh escaped Mina as she shifted Fuyumi on top of her, twisting so that she could reach down and tug one of her socks off and then the other. "We're kinda scattered over four cities in four separate prefectures, so the group hangouts are a work in progress. The feet, on the other hand… tada!"

Fuyumi gasped, lunging down the length of Mina's body to grab her feet and stare at them raptly. "Oh my god, they're so cute!"

"I know, right?!"

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Granted she'd only been in a polycule for a matter of hours at this point, but so far Mina could not recommend polyamory enough. Not only did she get to kiss cute girls? And more than one of them at that? Which was awesome in and of itself? But she also got to watch cute girls kiss! Which was also awesome!

She'd kissed Tooru again today! And kissed Tsuyu! Oh, and she'd gotten to see Tsuyu kiss Ochako! Which had happened in between! As someone who was in love with the very concept of love, all of that was completely awesome to her. And now she watching Fuyumi kiss Tooru, which was both hot and kinda interesting because she could see a little bit of tongue but not as much as she expected? Which kind of made sense because she couldn't see Tooru chewing food. But at the same time, boo. Coulda been hotter.

What exactly was the protocol for polycule make out sessions? None of her magazines had prepared her for the actuality of being the third girl when two girls were making out in front of her. Well, it wasn't just the two girls aspect, it was specifically that they were her girlfriends. Like, would it be a faux pas to lean in and kiss Fuyumi's neck while she was kissing Tooru? Maybe wrap her arms around both of them and press against Fuyumi while putting her hands on Tooru's hips?

Oop, Tooru was starting to pull Fuyumi's shirt up. Things were getting hotter than Mina expected. The rosette looked around uncertainly. Should she try and cool things down a bit? Like, they'd just met. On the other hand… she was really, really gay and this shit was hot. Could she honestly forgive herself if she ruined her first chance to see a pair of breasts that didn't end in JPG?

The sound of someone clearing their throat from the doorway made Fuyumi and Tooru break apart with a soft groan of complaint from the white-haired girl, Fuyumi whipping around to glare at the intruder. "Shouto, you incredible cockblock."

For his part, Shouto just raised an eyebrow curiously. "How can I possibly be blocking a cock that you don't have?" Pausing, he leaned in a bit. "Is there something you want to tell me, Fuyumi?"

"…shut up, Shouto." Scowling, Fuyumi crossed her arms over her chest for a moment before looking over and then promptly throwing herself into Tooru's lap, grabbing the invisible girl's arms and wrapping them around her. "You're a beaver dam, then."

Smirking faintly, Shouto offered a thumbs up. "That's a new one. Which takes some doing, considering I have two brothers. Anyway, swung by to make sure there wasn't anything on tonight's homework that you didn't understand." His eyes slid over to where Mina was sitting, and then back to where Fuyumi was sitting on Tooru. "You did do your homework, right?"

Fuyumi let out an exasperated groan. "Yes. This afternoon before training. Just like every single day for the last nine years. And thank you for caring as always but no there wasn't anything I had a problem with. So can you please go away? You are ruining the vibe in here."

"Fine, fine." Turning to leave, Shouto paused and looked back at the trio on the futon. "Just so we're clear, if either of you ever hurt my baby sister? I will freeze you to death and then incinerate the remains." Mina's jaw dropped and Shouto just smiled beatifically at her. "A vague disclaimer is nobody's friend."

Mina watched the man go before turning to Fuyumi and smiling hesitantly. "At least it seems like he really cares about you?" Fuyumi let out an incredulous chuckle at that and the rosette shrugged. "I don't know, trying to look on the bright side to being threatened with death and incineration. So… yeah. Seems like a cool guy. Seems like he cares about you."

Nodding, Fuyumi snuggled deeper into Tooru's arms before stretching her arms out at Mina in a grabbing motion. The rosette giggled and moved closer to her new girlfriend, eyeing the pair for a moment before awkwardly curling herself around so that her head rested in Fuyumi's lap. "He's great. My life would be like, a thousand times simpler if he just agreed to be a hero like Endeavor wanted… but he refused."

Well, seeing as how the mood had been kinda ruined by the threat of murder, or at least it seemed like the mood had been ruined because Tooru wasn't making any move to restart the action? "You sort of implied there was some shit there earlier." Mina peered up at Fuyumi curiously. "If it's private, I completely understand, but on the other hand you seem to be vomiting literally all of your family's private business tonight so if you want to keep going with that…"

An ashamed expression on her face, Fuyumi looked away from Mina's probing gaze. "I'm sorry, I am, aren't I? Not really great first impression material. God, I'm surprised you even offered to date me, the way I've been carrying on."

Mina waved a hand dismissively before reaching up to add one hand to where Fuyumi had Tooru's hands in a tight grip. "It's fine, honest. I was just giving you a chance to change course if this wasn't what you wanted to be talking about."

After considering the invitation for a moment, Fuyumi shrugged. "Honestly, it's nice to be able to verbalize some of my thoughts for the first time? Like, the closest thing I've had to a friend lately is Sadao the part-timer who works nights at Taco Bell. So I mean, if you don't mind me venting, I have… literal years of shit to unpack."

Given that a good girlfriend was supportive, caring, encouraging, and nurturing? At least according to the magazines that Mina read? And she intended to be the best possible girlfriend to every single girl that she dated? If this was what Fuyumi needed in this exact moment, then Mina was absolutely here for it. "If you want to talk, I want to listen."

"Does anyone mind if I zone out? I'm digging the snuggles and the shared body heat is sorta lulling me into a peaceful state right now." Tooru glanced at Fuyumi and then down at Mina before giggling, pulling one of her hands free so that she could make a peace sign. "Just kidding. I'm also here for you."

Fuyumi snickered softly. "I'll keep it quick. Long story short, Endeavor had it in his head to father the next number one hero. Like, whatever I've discovered tonight, he has literally admitted as much to my face and so that isn't changing. He didn't even give Touya's quirk time to manifest before having Shouto. Touya was 'only' a powerful fire quirk so he moved to hedge his bets by having Natsuo. Then Shouto's quirk came in and it was literally everything that he wanted: Half-Hot Half-Cold. Control over both his fire and Mom's ice. But Shouto had absolutely no interest in being a hero. He refused to train. At all. Ever. Natsuo's quirk came in and he just had Mom's ice. And so Endeavor figured if he could do it once, he could do it again. Had me. And…" Grinning self-deprecatingly, Fuyumi held her hand up and created an rudimentary ice rose. "Ice to meet you."

Taking the rose from Fuyumi, Mina turned it over in her hands before whistling softly. "That's so amazing. You're so talented. You're going to be an amazing hero." Something occurred to her and she bolted upright. "Wait. Teams are rated together on the Hero Billboard charts, right?"

After a moment's thought, Fuyumi nodded slowly. "Hero teams aren't really common but I mean, the Wild Wild Pussycats are ranked together so I assume so? Why?"

Mina grinned broadly as she gestured from herself to Fuyumi and back. "What if we monkey's paw this shit? What if we give your father what he wants… by becoming the number one heroes all together as a giant fucking gay ass polycule?"

"Oh my god, he would absolutely hate that. Especially if we end up in a big polycule with a bunch of girlfriends that I would be sharing the title of number one with." Fuyumi's hands curled into fists and she leaned down toward Mina. "Let's fucking do it."

Grabbing Fuyumi's hands, Mina grinned excitedly. "If we want to be the number one heroes, we're going to need to be bigger. Gayer. Awesomer."

Fuyumi nodded. "More girlfriends."

"More girlfriends."

"And more kissing."

She liked the way this girl thought.

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"So let me just say, thank you for fulfilling my dream of having a sleepover. I wish Tooru had gotten to stay but it was on awfully short notice, so I completely understand why she couldn't."

Mina nodded, walking down the street with Fuyumi's hand in hers as their arms swung back and forth between them. "Yeah, her parents are a little more strict than mine. Considering I can literally survive jumping off buildings and fly away from problems, my parents are a little more permissive." Looking around, she frowned. "Don't know how they'd feel about me wandering the streets of Musutafu at one in the morning. Let's maybe not tell them?"

Giggling, Fuyumi jetted up a few inches as she created chunks of ice from the bottoms of her shoes, pushing her up onto Mina's level so that she could lean in and kiss the rosette's cheek. "I go out for fourth meal all the time and nothing ever happens to me. We'll be fine. Besides, Taco Bell just hits differently at one in the morning. It's so much better than Taco Bell at regular hours of the day."

Given that Mina knew literally nothing about either Taco Bell or 'fourth meal', she decided that she would defer to the expert in the relationship. "Fair enough! Um, question though. What about your food allergies?"

Fuyumi waved dismissively as she stepped off her temporary stilts, leaving two hefty chunks of ice behind on the pavement as they continued on. "To be honest? I'm used to this by now. I eat at home ninety-five percent of the time so I can control absolutely every aspect of everything that goes into my body. Like, did you know that there's potato starch in shredded cheese? I do, because I have to. Sometimes, though… sometimes I just don't care. I want to be a normal teenager for a little while. Eat stupid shit. Regret it later."

"You know, that's relatable. Sorta like when I decide to say fuck my meal plan and just eat a pile of konbini sushi for dinner. Except worse because, well, you're allergic to things and I'm not." Cocking her head to the side thoughtfully, Mina peered over at Fuyumi and let a small tongue of flame lick out of her mouth as she exhaled. "Wait a second. I'm a healer. I heal people. Allergic reactions are like, your body doing a not good thing, right? What if I can heal that specific not good thing?"

Fuyumi's eyes slowly widened. "Wait, I'm sorry, you can what? I thought your quirk was being a dragon?"

Nodding rapidly, Mina angled her head so that she could breathe a longer stream of golden flames out past the front of Fuyumi's face as they walked. "I am a dragon! But I'm like, a holy dragon? I have healing flames! Can I heal allergic reactions?"

"I don't know can you?" Fuyumi winced. "That was rhetorical, wasn't it? But I mean, if you can? Suddenly this relationship has so many new layers to it. Like, if I can have you heal me after I eat anything I want to eat… forget dating, I'm going to move you in with me. I'm going to put a ring on your finger. I am going to be Ashido Fuyumi by like, the end of next week."

Giggling, Mina scooped up Fuyumi and rubbed her nose against the smaller girl's before swinging the girl around to ride on her back. That was absolutely a cute thing to do with a significantly shorter girlfriend, right? "One thing at a time. Maybe wait until after you meet my family before deciding that you want to marry into it?" Also, what if she wanted to be Todoroki Mina? Not that she did, mind you, but she should have the option, damn it.

Fuyumi blew a raspberry into Mina's ear as she snuggled in against the rosette, resting her chin on Mina's shoulder. "I would do dark and terrible things to be able to eat potatoes without consequences. Don't test me."

Considering how many pounds of French fries Mina tended to eat in a standard week, that was very understandable. Potatoes were great. As they continued onward, Fuyumi navigating from her spot on Mina's back, the rosette looked around uncertainly. "Not to be rude or anything, but are you sure this is the best way to get there? It's awfully dark and shadowy. Like, speaking as a future hero student who has actually looked this sort of thing up out of curiosity, this would be the perfect place for a mugging."

"It would be the perfect place for a mugging." Melting out of the shadows, a group of disheveled looking men with wild hair and rumpled clothes moved to block them from continuing down the street. None of them had obvious quirks - which was good, because heteromorphs already had a bad reputation and these idiots didn't need to be perpetuating stereotypes - but the leader had a knife, which he quickly brandished at them. "Give us your money. Now."

Fuyumi let out a derisive snort. "Hah, joke's on you, I pay for my food with my phone. Which is set up with FaceID. So even if I give you my phone, you're still out of luck. And, well, you'll be carrying a GPS tracker home with you, which doesn't really bode well for your continued existence outside of a jail cell."

Sighing, Mina wrapped her tail around Fuyumi and gave her a warning squeeze. "Maybe… maybe don't taunt the criminals? Especially the criminal with a knife? I'm fall off a building-proof and tougher than UA's robots but I really don't want to find out firsthand whether I'm stab-proof."

"Okay, but… you're a holy dragon and I'm the ice princess. Like, I have a quirk so good that I got into UA on recommendation and you killed it at the entrance exam today." Climbing down off of Mina's back, Fuyumi moved to stand next to the rosette as she created a wicked looking spike of ice in her right hand. "Like… we're not trapped here with them, they're trapped here with us."

Mina sighed in exasperation. "Ix-nay on the ublic-pay uirk-qay."At Fuyumi's confused look, the rosette gestured emphatically to the icicle in her hand. "First of all, public quirk use is a no. Second of all, public quirk use on a villain by someone other than a hero? That's vigilantism. Third of all, self-defense laws in Japan are really strict. Like, there are… so many ways that we can get charged for assault even if we just use our fists. Which aren't a quirk, so no vigilantism, but yeah. So many ways this could possibly go wrong. Do you maybe wanna be like… sixty-five percent less aggressive, maybe climb back up on my back, and we'll fly the fuck out of here?"

Lowering the icicle she was holding, Fuyumi stared up at Mina uncertainly. "If that's an option, why didn't you just fly us out of here in the fist place then?"

"Because that's still public quirk use?" Mina grabbed Fuyumi and swung her up onto her back again, making the white-haired girl drop her weapon to avoid stabbing Mina with it. "With all due respect, though, if my options are flying away or you getting in touch with your inner American and getting us arrested for assault or vigilantism? I'm all for flying the fuck out of here."

Before Mina could take to the air, a figure came dropping out of the sky to land on top of the man with the knife. They drove the man to the ground before lashing out with a flurry of blows to the head, capping things off by bludgeoning the man with what looked like a pipe wrench. Straightening up, a pink-haired girl grinned widely at Mina. "You looked like you needed help."

Okay yes, but also… holy shit, it was raining hot girls!

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It was in fact raining hot girls plural, Mina quickly discovered.

Even in the limited light, it was pretty clear that the wrench girl was hot. She had a pretty face, which was sort of important to Mina because she couldn't just stare at a girl's body forever without seeming super gross. The girl had bright yellow eyes with… something going on with them that Mina couldn't quite quantify, but they weren't just normal yellow eyes. Her pink hair came down to her shoulders, twisted into thick locs. And she had a bright, cheerful smile on her face. A bit tinged with mania but Mina wasn't judging; she'd be awfully excited to be saving someone as cute as Mina too.

But then there was also… the body. Like, Mina liked to think that she had a banging body. Nice curves. Well toned. But this girl was fucking hot. She was wearing a sleeveless jumpsuit that was straining across the bust and exposed arms heavily corded with muscles. Her legs also seemed rather thick and muscular as well? Mina couldn't see those at the moment, but she kinda wanted to.

Mina's attention was torn away from Wrench Girl as another shadowy form descended from above and swept the feet out from under one of the other thugs, spinning fluidly and smashing a tanbo into the skull of another of Mina's assailants. Wait, were they assailants? They hadn't really… assailed Mina. Speaking of which, what was the actual threshold for criminality? Villainy was using a quirk to commit a crime, but what actually made someone a criminal? Had these guys actually committed a crime? Or were they just getting their shit rocked by these two girls for doing the wrong thing in the wrong place at the wrong time?

Mina let out a low whistle as the pink-haired girl turned and lunged after another opponent, clubbing him savagely with the wrench she was holding. Turning to Fuyumi, she nodded in the girl's direction. "No girl with a chest like hers should be able to move as fast as she does."

Evidently she was louder than she thought, or the girl might have had a hearing quirk? Either way, the pink-haired girl grinned over at Mina. "They act as ballast!"

Apparently it was a learnable skill, because the other girl who was beating the shit out of people on Mina's behalf was also remarkably agile despite being similarly - or perhaps even more - gifted. As she ducked back into the light, Mina got a better look at her and wowza. She needed to get mugged - attempted mugged? - more often if this was going to be the result. Tanbo Girl was probably fifteen centimeters taller than Mina, with black hair pulled back into a spiky ponytail, and a body even more curvaceous than Wrench Girl. Unlike Wrench Girl, she was wearing an entire catsuit which… did absolutely nothing to disguise her amazing figure.

Mina brought her hands up to cup her breasts as she glanced down at them. It was enough to make a girl self-conscious, really. Like… especially Wrench Girl but especially Tanbo Girl had like, dragged the Puberty Fairy into a dark alley and mugged it.

Which… probably wasn't the best analogy to be making considering the circumstances.

In no time at all, the muggers were strewn about the street groaning in pain as the two girls stood over them. As they exchanged high fives, Mina rushed over to them. "That was amazing! But aren't you worried about vigilantism charges? Like, I'm not not grateful or anything. Believe me, I am. But also… slightly worried for you?"

"I consulted with my family's lawyer before deciding to engage in these particular extralegal activities." Slipping her tanbo back into a thigh holster, the ravenette bowed politely to Mina. "Any legal jeopardy would come from the combination of not only the police being able to figure out who assaulted these men, but also subsequently these men be willing to set foot in court and admit that they were assaulted by teenage girls while trying to commit a crime."

Stepping up next to Tanbo Girl, Wrench Girl brandished her wrench cheerfully. "Because it's not actually vigilantism! A wrench isn't a quirk!" Leaning in, she lowered her voice conspiratorially. "We use my quirk to find crime, which is a bit of a grey area so… shh."

Mina pantomimed zipping her lips before turning and waving for Fuyumi to come closer. "So first of all, let me say thank you. Which I'm pretty sure I haven't actually said yet? But also… my girlfriend and I were on our way to Taco Bell. Do you guys want to join us for fourth meal? It's the least that we can do in exchange for you saving us." Granted she could have just flown them away from the danger and had been about to before the two girls interfered, but she was looking for an excuse to spend more time with these girls at this point.

They were cute! And she was collecting cute girls for her hoard! Could she collect them?

Exchanging looks, the two girls made a series of silent gestures back and forth between the two of them before evidently coming to a conclusion. Turning back to Mina, Tanbo Girl bowed again. "I am feeling a bit peckish at the moment. While I fastidiously avoid use of my quirk when fighting crime, I do use it extensively to gather information and help us traverse the city. A chance to refuel would be quite welcome."

"I don't have an excuse! I'm just hungry because it's 1AM!" Tucking her wrench into a pocket that ran the length of her right thigh, Wrench Girl offered Mina her hand. "Hatsume Mei! Pleased to meet you!"

A groan escaped from Tanbo Girl as she brought her hand up to her face. "Babymaker, you can't just go around giving out your real name like that. We barely even know these two girls."

Mina let out a bright laugh at the exchange even as she shook Mei's hand. "Your vigilante name is… Babymaker?"

Shrugging, Mei reached down to tap at the curiously chunky boots that she was wearing. "My babies have been invaluable toward our efforts! Like my Hover Soles give us unparalleled mobility around the city!"

"Most vigilantes tend to be less effective than similarly powerful heroes because they lack access to appropriate support gear." Sidling up on Mina's right, Fuyumi adjusted her glasses as she peered down at Mei's boots. "Being both a vigilante and your own support technician eliminates that problem, doesn't it? And your boots look really well made. You must be really smart."

Grinning widely, Mei threw her arm around her companion's shoulder. "I can't take all the credit! Without Creality, most of my ideas would just be pipe dreams! Her quirk is the real powerhouse behind our efforts!"

Creality let out an exasperated sigh even as she leaned into Mei's one-armed hug. "I suppose you might as well call me Yaoyorozu at this point. Since Mei has already revealed her name to you."

"Her first name is Momo! Call her Yaomomo like I do!"

"Mei! That's far too informal for people we just met!"

"You're calling me Mei in front of them!"

"I'm not telling them to call you Mei! They should be calling you Hatsume!"

Mina giggled again at the byplay. "Well, my name is Toyotama! The Dragon of Chiba!" Fuyumi let out a derisive snort and the rosette wilted a bit. "Is nobody going to let me introduce myself like that? I think it's a fun name."

Cocking her head to the side, Momo regarded her curiously. "Toyotama as in Toyotama-hime, the mythological wife of Hoori and the grandmother of Emperor Jimmu, the first emperor of Japan?"

Oh my God! Literally nobody had ever gotten that reference! Lunging forward, Mina grabbed Momo's hands and stared up at the taller girl. "I've never met anyone who's made that connection. Do you know… everything?"

Momo cracked a faint smile at that. "Not quite, but a considerable amount."

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"Wait a second, where did you come from?"

The slender girl siting next to Momo gestured to herself uncertainly before looking over at Momo and Mei. "I followed you all the way from where they saved you to the Taco Bell? And then stood in line with you? And then sat down?"

Mina furrowed her brow in concentration as she thought back over those events. "I didn't notice you until we got to the restaurant. And I saw you in line but I thought you were just really hungry with a really bad sense of personal space?" Mina turned to Momo, gesturing over at the new arrival. "Do you know her?"

Smiling widely - which seemed to be her default setting - Mei answered on the pair's behalf, handing a paper wrapped burrito to the girl. "That's Intelli Saiko! She's our handler of sorts. She uses her quirk to come up with our plans and then Yaomomo and I execute them. One of these days, she swears she's actually going to get into the thick of things with us, but today wasn't that day."

"I would prefer to go by the name Cassandra but since Mei seems patently incapable of understanding the concept of secret identities, I suppose you can call me Saiko." Unwrapping her burrito, Saiko nodded politely to them. "Glad we could assist you this evening."

Mina nodded rapidly. "I mean, I was literally five seconds from flying away from the entire situation but watching you guys kick their asses was a much cooler way to end our evening!" She gestured to herself. "Well, even if you caught it earlier, I still feel like introducing myself properly. I'm Toyotama! The Dragon of Chiba!"

Cocking her head to the side, Saiko slowly chewed her mouthful of burrito as she stared at Mina, swallowing before responding. "As in Toyotama-hime?"

Leaning forward, Mina's eyes widened excitedly. "Oh my god, you get it too! You and Yaomomo are literally the only people I've ever met who get that reference! Even my own parents just smile at me and nod!"

After taking another bite of her fourth meal, Saiko waved dismissively. "It's a well documented tale featured in both the Kojiki and Nihon Shoki among other sources. Anyone with a proper appreciation for mythology and classical Japanese literature should know exactly who you're talking about."

Mei looked back and forth between Saiko and Mina. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Like I said." Shooting her companion a smug little smile, Saiko reached over to squeeze the rosette's hand as Mei huffed and rolled her eyes. Leaving her hand resting on Mei's, Saiko turned her attention back to Mina. "You were doing introductions, though? Sorry for interrupting."

Shaking her head, Mina waved dismissively. "You're fine. If I was as smart as you, I'd want to flex on normal people too. But no. I'm Toyotama. Or Mina. Which… I don't think I told Yaomomo and Mei my real name? Oops. But yeah. You guys can call me either. And this…" She gestured excitedly to her newest girlfriend. "Is Todoroki Fuyumi! The smallest and altogether cutest Todoroki I've ever seen!"

Fuyumi raised an eyebrow at that. "Considering one of my brothers looks like beef jerky, that's not the compliment that you think it is."

A huff escaped Mina and she bumped against the smaller girl playfully. "Your mom is next to MILF in the dictionary and I still said what I said. It's absolutely a compliment."

The corner of Fuyumi's mouth quirked upward as she returned the shoulder bump. "They say if you want to know what a girl is going to look like in twenty years, look at her mother."

"I did! Why do you think I'm getting in on the ground floor with you?" The pair giggled and exchanged a kiss, and then Mina turned back to the bemused looking trio of vigilantes on the other side of the table. Her eyes landed on Mei and Saiko's hands and she let out an excited gasp. "Are you two… vigilante girlfriends?!"

Momo grinned smugly and leaned in to wrap her arm around Mei's shoulders. "The three of us are dating, yes. Things are a little complicated because Saiko attends Seiai Academy in Oburoa, but we've been making it work."

That was a name that Mina recognized! It was an all girls high school in Nagano Prefecture with a fairly well regarded hero course. Easily accessible by train from Chiba. Mina had wanted to apply there but her parents had refused to allow her. Something about how she'd probably end up dating the entire school by the end of her first year. And they weren't wrong! She really loved cute girls! "So are you in the hero course at Seiai?" Saiko nodded. "Isn't that dangerous? Being a hero student and a vigilante at the same time?"

"It is. I had… significant reservations when Mei and Yaomomo proposed this particular course of action to me." Saiko grinned over at Momo before blushing faintly. "Yaomomo in particular can be quite persuasive, though."

Momo grinned brightly. "I step on her."

Eyes widening, Mina let out a slow whistle. "Wow. There is a lot of foot stuff in this story." Tilting her head back, she peered up at the ceiling. "Anything you wanna get off your chest?"

As Mina continued to stare up at the ceiling, Fuyumi's head poked into her line of sight, the white-haired girl peering down at her uncertainly and then up at the ceiling. "Who… who are you talking to?"

"The author, duh. I'm breaking the fourth wall." Mina let out a sigh of exasperation as Fuyumi stared down at her uncertainly again, waving dismissively as she let her gaze drop from the ceiling. "Oh well, I tried. Joke didn't land. Moving on."

Fuyumi shook her head before retaking control of the conversation. "Yaomomo at a minimum is also a hero student. I think." She peered across the table at the statuesque ravenette. "You were at the recommended exam with me. I sort of… got a nosebleed when you took off your jacket and just… skin, everywhere."

Nodding, Momo gestured to the large expanse of cleavage exposed by her jumpsuit. "My quirk requires exposed skin to function. I tend to use it minimally during active vigilantism, but I still leave myself the option as a last resort."

Mina leaned forward, eyeing Momo's chest lasciviously. "Oh, I thought you were just proud of your rocking breasts."

"Well, that too. My quirk is a socially acceptable excuse, though." Momo grinned and reached up to her cleavage as it began to emit sparkles of rainbow light. Something emerged from the sparkles and the ravenette casually tossed it to Mina. "Something to remember me by."

Mina peered down at the bright pink doll in her hand. Oh my gosh! That was her! How cute! Mina fiddled with it for a moment before realizing the two halves came apart, opening the doll to reveal a slightly smaller doll inside that was painted to look like Fuyumi. Ahh! Adorable! She would treasure this forever! Then something occurred to her and she looked back and forth between Fuyumi and Momo. "Wait, did you actually make it into UA? Because Fuyumi did. And I just got seventy-eight points on the entrance exam, so I'm pretty sure that I'm in too at this point."

Doing her best to look modest, Momo nodded. "I'll be attending UA High in class 1-A starting in April."

Mei bounced in her seat excitedly. "And if I don't get into the support course, then they're idiots! Not to brag, but I was clearly far and away the best applicant they had today!"

So they were all going to be attending UA High together? Well, except for Saiko, obviously. And there was a good chance that Ochako, Tooru, and Tsuyu were going to be there too? This was… just what she had been looking for. Planting her hands on the table, Mina rose to her feet and leaned forward. "Do you all want to join my hoard?!"

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"Do you all want to join my hoard?!"

Dabbing the corner of her mouth with a napkin, Momo stared up at Mina uncertainly. "Begging your pardon, but… would we like to do what now? What is a 'hoard'? I mean, I know the definition of the word, but I feel like I'm sorely lacking in context at the moment."

Mina nodded and leaned closer to Momo. "My hoard! My polycule! I'm a dragon and my hoard is cute girls! And so my goal is to assemble the largest hero polycule ever seen in the heroics industry! And then we're going to ascend to the top of the Billboard chart as the number one hero polycule someday! So far I've only been approaching individual girls to join my hoard, but like… with you guys I could be a polyamory Kirby! Just suck you guys up to make my own polycule better! And I'm even pink!"

Before a decidedly overwhelmed looking Momo could respond, Mei let out a bright peal of laughter. Jumping to her feet, she leaned across the table toward Mina. Reaching up, she grabbed one of her locs and held it out toward the shorter girl. "Speaking of being pink, though? You'd think it would be more common in a world where there's literally a hero who is a sentient washing machine, but I've never met anyone else with pink hair before. Which one of us is pinker?"

After a few seconds of trying to contort to peer out of the corner of her eye and get a good look at how her own hair compared to Mei's, Mina gave it up as a bad job and let out a huff. "I don't know! Let's just both be awesome and pink!"

"Yeah! Let's!" Mei high fived Mina excitedly before flopping back into her seat and looking over at Momo. "Sorry, I interrupted the conversation with that, didn't I? I mean, in my defense, she brought up being pink but it was sort of an afterthought on a bigger, more important thought and so now I feel bad."

Chuckling softly, Momo waved dismissively at her girlfriend. "It's absolutely fine. Not everyone's mind operates in as organized a manner as mine and Saiko's tend to, and your thoughts aren't any less valid because they're more jumbled."

Mei leaned over and planted a wet kiss on Momo's cheek. "My thoughts are a mess! But they get the babies made, so I can't argue with results!" Looking back and forth across the table, the taller rosette gestured excitedly to Mina and Fuyumi. "So I mean, thoughts on the hoard thing? Because I feel like I'd make out like a bandit if I said yes. Making babies for you and Saiko has been amazing but like… can you imagine what it would be like to have an entire huge polycule of people to build babies for? I would be in heaven!"

Nodding thoughtfully, Momo looked from Mei over to Mina with a considering look on her face. "As someone who reads entirely too many romance novels, with a healthy slant toward polyamory as of late, I'm not necessarily opposed. This is all rather sudden, though. We literally just met each other. Under very questionable circumstances at that."

Mina slowly sank back into her chair as she contemplated that. She was being a bit overeager, wasn't she? On one hand, she'd literally had a hoard for less than twelve hours at this point and already had four girls in it. One of them was even with her at the moment. That was a lot of relationship building in a single day. On the other hand, Momo and Mei and Saiko were all really pretty. And who knew when she'd see… well, in a few weeks at UA, obviously. Maybe she should bide her time? Solidify things with Tsuyu and Ochako and Tooru and Fuyumi, work on building the relationships that she already had. And then when she got to UA, she could try again at absorbing Momo's polycule into her own?

On the other other hand - because she knew someone at school with four hands - she hadn't gotten this far by playing it safe. Mina grabbed one of her nacho fries and nibbled it as she considered her next move. Glancing over at Fuyumi, she raised an eyebrow. "I mean, this is your polycule too. Any thoughts?"

"I also want Yaomomo to step on me, so I'm not at all against where this is going." Fuyumi shared a smirk with Saiko before turning back to Mina. "I'm sort of an introvert, though. You're my emotional support extrovert. If you want to bring home more people, I will absolutely pack bond with them."

Mina tapped her finger against her lips as she thought. She did want to bring home more people. She wasn't going to get to a hoard of twenty-four girls without taking chances. If Kami-sama wanted to literally throw girls at her, who was she to resist? And so Mina smiled brightly at Momo. "Okay but have you considered… carpe puellam!"

The corner of Momo's mouth quirked upward. "Seize the girl? You speak Latin?"

"No, I looked it up specifically so I could use it someday. But now I know that you speak Latin so I absolutely need to learn some sweet nothings to whisper in your ear at some point." Mina giggled as Momo blushed faintly, winking playfully at the taller girl. "I mean, my whole mantra today has been fuck it, we ball. It's been working for me so far. So I figured that I would shoot my shot and see what happened."

Nodding slowly, Momo glanced over at Saiko and pantomimed a drinking motion. "Saiko, if you would?" The periwinkle-haired girl nodded and pulled a thermos out of somewhere that Mina didn't catch, taking the cap off and pouring liquid into it. At Mina's curious look, Momo explained. "Drinking tea boosts her IQ. Especially now that we've entered a relationship and I can supply her with Da Hong Pao, her abilities have been boosted exponentially."

As Saiko sipped from her tea and closed her eyes, Mina pulled out her phone and threw the unfamiliar phrase into it. When the results came up, she let out a low whistle. "A single bag of Da Hong Pao costs five hundred thousand yen? Holy shit! Does it give her a happy ending, too?"

"No, that's my job." Mina blushed a dark magenta at that and Momo grinned brightly. "Ah, it's refreshing to be around someone that I can indulge in that sort of humor with. But given the effect that the tea has on her quirk - and by extension, our vigilante activities - I consider it a worthwhile investment." Turning to Saiko, she raised an eyebrow. "Your thoughts?"

Saiko opened one eye and peered over at Momo. "Can I try out my new catchphrase?" Grinning, Momo gestured for the slender girl to proceed and so Saiko opened both eyes as she drew herself up to full height. "My formula of success is already decided!"

Clapping excitedly, Mina gestured excitedly for the girl to proceed. "Okay, so what's the plan? That's what your quirk does, right? You make plans?"

"A dramatic oversimplification but… yes, essentially." Saiko took another sip of her tea before continuing. "And right now, I'm afraid that even with the aid of my quirk, I simply don't have enough information to come up with a viable plan forward for us. We simply do not know you and Fuyumi well enough for my quirk to function properly regarding the offer that you've made to us. To say nothing of any other girls that you've already added to your, erm, hoard."

Mina nodded in understanding; yeah, a girl who could probably super analyze everything with her super smart brain powered by an intelligence quirk probably wouldn't do well with spontaneity. And if she was the planner for the entire group, there was no viable path forward for Mina that didn't involve convincing Saiko. And so Mina realized in that moment what she had to do. "It's Saturday! Well, technically Sunday morning, but still Saturday from a business perspective. Where I'm going with this is… Taco Bell is open until 4AM on Saturdays! So let's get to know each other!"

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Given that she'd been raised not to talk with her mouth full - as all civilized people were, really - Mina took a quick break from the conversation to properly finish her food. Was it great? Not really. Was it great for fifteen hundred yen at 1AM when culinary options were limited? Absolutely. Would she do it again? Probably, considering Fuyumi seemed to really enjoy it.

Dabbing at her mouth with a napkin, Mina let her gaze wander back to the trio sitting on the opposite side of the table from her. "So…"

"So. Tell us more about you." Momo took a sip from her soda before inclining her head in Mina's direction. "All we really know about you at this point is that your name is Mina, you're a heteromorph, and you like to talk walks in questionably lit areas at odd hours of the morning."

Mina pouted. "I mean, that last part is more of a Fuyumi thing than a me thing. I'm usually curled up in my bed at 1AM. This whole thing was her idea." Not that she terribly minded how things had turned out, though. Fuyumi was snuggling up against her right side. She had met three cute girls. Life could definitely be worse. "Well, as you probably got from my introduction, I'm from Chiba. Makuharihongo in Hanamigawa Ward, if any of you are familiar with the area."

The corner of Saiko's mouth twitched. "I am not, but I can't imagine that learning how to write your address was fun when you were a child."

Giggling, Mina shook her head. "It was not. Chiba has some crazy place names, though, I'm not going to lie. Mostly from places merging together. Sometimes I wonder why our ancestors were so obsessed with fusing and condensing everything down into the smallest number of things? Like I'm pretty sure there are air quote 'cities' in Japan with land area and populations bigger than actual entire foreign countries."

Proving that she quite possibly did in fact know everything, Momo sat up a little straighter at that. "As a matter of fact, Sapporo has an area of one thousand, one hundred and twenty-one square kilometers, which makes it larger than twenty-five separate sovereign countries in the world. Granted most of them are island nations, but the fact remains. If we're comparing based on population, Tokyo is larger than ninety-five different nations on Earth." At Mina's dumbstruck look, she grinned brightly. "I would make a fortune on Jeopardy."

She would! Also, Mina knew exactly who her study buddy was going to be when midterms and finals came around. And given that she didn't want to be the dragon who flunked out of hero school, she would actually pay attention to the ravenette's tutoring for the most part instead of staring at her amazing chest.

For the most part. She was still a very gay dragon at heart.

"So, what else do I want you to know about me? Hmm. Um, still rocking the nuclear family. Which, I mean, forty percent of marriages end in divorce these days, so I feel like that's noteworthy of me. I have two little siblings, neither of whom are dragons, gay or otherwise. I may be the milkman's daughter. And…" Mina tapped her finger against her chin several times as she thought before snapping her fingers excitedly. "I love arcades, karaoke, and dancing! So I'm a lot of fun to take out on a date!"

Mei laughed loudly, the crosshairs in her eyes spinning and zooming in and out as she smiled at Mina. "I love arcades. I've been banned from six for emptying out entire crane game machines to sell the prizes online." At Mina's bemused look, she shrugged. "Gotta fund my babies somehow. A fifteen centimeter Kororin Eeveelution plush goes for over seven thousand yen on eBay! My profit margin is obscene!"

Huh. And here she was just sleeping with her plushies. Good to know for if she ever decided to declutter a bit. "I'm just a very active and energetic person, so any date where I get to move around and do something is a good date in my book. Hmm. What else? Well, there's my quirk: Holy Dragon. It makes me - as you can plainly see - a holy dragon."

Nodding, Momo gestured back over her back. "A curious amalgamation. The wings are very much similar to modern Judeo-Christian angelic depictions, while the eyes, horns, and tail point toward something considerably… less angelic."

"And I breathe fire, which isn't really an angel thing. I don't think. Never read the Bible. Don't plan to." Mina fluttered her wings a bit, regretting it when all the wrappers on the table went tumbling through the air. "But yeah, I can fly. The wings are just for show; I can fly with my wings obstructed. My tail is prehensile although I don't have the best dexterity with it because it's just a tail." Then something occurred to her and she perked up excitedly. "Oh yeah! My fire! If you get hurt while being vigilantes, I can heal you. If you get super messed up, I might turn you into a dragon in the process? We're not sure about that. Need more data."

The three vigilantes sitting opposite of her exchanged looks, and then Saiko leaned forward and lowered her voice. "I am going to need… considerably more information than that."

Nodding, Mina looked around furtively to make sure they didn't have an audience before turning back to the girls and breathing a thin stream of golden fire into the air. "So like I've been saying, I'm a dragon but I'm also like, a holy dragon? Hence the angel wings? But yeah. I breathe holy fire and I can use it to heal people. Today I managed to heal two broken legs and a broken arm at the same time, but it turned the girl into a dragon too? Which you absolutely can't conclusively prove is my fault, but is… slightly concerning?"

"That is… incredible." Momo hurriedly rolled up her sleeve to reveal a pale forearm. Before Mina could stop her, she drew a knife and slashed it vertically along her arm. "Show me."

Sputtering, Mina waved her hands awkwardly in the space between them. "What the hell? Are you insane? Why would you do something like that? In a Taco Bell? Do you know how dirty places like this are?"

Momo shrugged, wiping the knife on her sleeve before tucking it back away. "I'm quite familiar with biology, among numerous other fields. I'm certain of where my veins and arteries are, and cut in a manner calculated to avoid them. I also applied minimum pressure with the blade; it should be a shallow cut that is simple for you to heal. If not, one of my maids managed to slip through the cracks of the medical industry and has a quirk capable of setting me to rights. If you would be willing to demonstrate your quirk, though, this 'holy fire' of yours intrigues me greatly."

"We could have figured out a way to show off my quirk that didn't involve cutting yourself!"

"I trust you."

While Mina greatly appreciated the trust she was being shown… this was still nuts! Who did something like that? Shaking her head, the rosette focused on the situation at hand. Given that cuts and abrasions were easily two-thirds of what she dealt with around Makuharihongo, Mina had alcohol wipes in her purse and pulled one out so that she could clean the cut. She'd never properly tested whether or not she was immune to bloodborne contagions, and she wasn't going to find out tonight. Once the cut was clean, Mina checked her surroundings again before leaning down and exhaling a small burst of fire onto Momo's wound. When the fire faded, the cut was gone and Mina grinned proudly. It wasn't exactly difficult for her, but she was still proud of being able to help people with her quirk. "Tada!"

"Without even a scar. Amazing." Momo brought her arm up toward her face, studied the unmarred skin for a few seconds, and then stretched her arm out across Mei and Saiko so they could get a look. "Am I the only one who sees the potential inherent in, as they say, 'shacking up' with someone with a healing quirk?"

Granted she was so much more than just her quirk - at least in her opinion - but they were considering dating her so… progress?

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"Be honest with me. Is Yaomomo always like that?"

"She's very… intense, yes. And it comes and goes like flipping a light switch; she'll laser focus on something and everything else falls away. I'm honestly not surprised that she pulled the knife thing, if that's what you're referring to. Her brain went 'I need to see how this works' and single mindedly pursued that train of thought." Saiko paused, measuring her words, and then continued as she escorted Fuyumi and Mina down the street. "Not to mention that she's been training hard and her pain tolerance these days is ridiculous. I've seen her take hits that make me want to curl into a ball out of sympathy."

Mina hummed softly as she walked, her hands resting on Fuyumi's forearms as the smaller girl rode on her back and looped her arms around Mina's neck. "Just out of curiosity, I didn't think to ask… well, that's a lie, I thought to ask but I just didn't. But… why are you three vigilantes? Like, what makes it worth the incredible risk that you guys are putting yourselves in? I mean, I'm sure you've thought about this before but… if you get discovered? There goes any chance of ever being a licensed hero."

Shrugging, Saiko continued to scan the street diligently as they walked. They definitely made an interesting pair: a pink girl in an athletic outfit with her girlfriend on her back, and a taller girl in black tactical gear. Hopefully the cops would be as absent on the way home as they'd been on the way to Taco Bell? They looked sketchy as fuck. "Well, not to be pedantic, but as Mei pointed out to you earlier? It's not actually vigilantism. Is it questionably legal? Yes. Is it assault? Yes. Could we be prosecuted for our activities? Yes. But are quirks involved, which is the legal threshold for a vigilantism charge? No."

From her spot on Mina's back, Fuyumi decided to offer her two yen. "Do you think a hero school would care whether it's a vigilantism charge or a 'hit a man in the head with a wrench' charge? Mina's entirely right: if you get found out, you are totally and completely screwed."

A gusty sigh escaped from Saiko. "Which is a risk we take, yes." They walked in silence for a few meters, and then she spoke up again. "At the end of the day? It comes down to unrealized potential, I think. For all of us. Yaomomo's quirk in particular has incredible potential; she can do so many things for so many people with it. But due to the laws, she finds herself stymied at every turn. So she decided to just… go around them."

That made sense. If Mina had Momo's quirk… actually, what the heck even was Momo's quirk? The ravenette had made passing references to it several times, but Mina hadn't actually thought to ask the ravenette what her quirk was. "We can keep going with that in a second, but first… what exactly is Yaomomo's quirk? I would almost think teleportation or like, a dimensional pocket, but there's no way she had the doll that looked like me and Fuyumi just laying around somewhere."

"Quite. Her quirk is called Creation. She can convert her lipids into any substance - organic or inorganic - that she understands the underlying structure of." At Mina's wide eyed look, Saiko nodded solemnly. "And so now you understand her frustration. She can literally convert food into lifesaving medicines. She can manufacture theoretical substances with a thought and advance science by leaps and bounds. Given that there's a bit of, as they say, quirk bullshit? Involved? She doesn't convert at a one-to-one ratio and can produce more food than she ingests to fuel the process. She can literally do… so many good things for society. And yet she's not allowed to do any of them."

Mina raised an eyebrow. "So she channels that frustration into beating up criminals?"

Shrugging, Saiko gestured to the empty street. "It is something she can do to meaningfully improve society. We live in an era of artificial scarcity; it's not that we don't have enough of certain things, it's that we choose not to distribute them efficiently for the betterment of society. We likewise exist in a society of intentional stagnation. Consumer technology hasn't meaningfully improved in over two hundred years because we as a people have become wholly and solely focused on the exploration - and exploitation - of quirks. Perhaps someday, Yaomomo can topple those systems and replace them with better ones. Today, however? She is fifteen and angry. And so yes, she 'beats up criminals' with her spare time."

Well when she put it like that, it actually made sense to Mina. Personally, she could sympathize with quirk use laws and the restrictions of society. She could do so much more for society than just healing cuts and bruises that people got around the district in daily life. As evidenced by what she'd done for Izumi today. If some hospital… hell, they didn't even have to hire her, Mina would have done it for free if they just let her in the building. So yeah. She could understand helplessness turning into anger. "And yourself?" Saiko hummed curiously. "And Mei for that matter? Why do you two help her?"

"I did mention the part where she steps on me, correct?" Saiko grinned impishly at Mina before shaking her head. "I jest. In all seriousness, Yaomomo and I have been in contact for several years due to our respective high levels of intelligence. She convinced me that while Seiai was molding me into a hero, it was neglecting my full potential. That I could do more to directly aid society at her side. After carefully considering the matter, I came to the conclusion that she was correct. And so… here we are."

Mina nodded. "Here you are. And I don't even really need you to explain Mei, I don't think. She loves inventing things, that much as obvious. Between the opportunity to invent things for actual practical street use and Yaomomo's sheer potential in terms of providing building materials, she was probably super easy to convince."

Chuckling, Saiko nodded in agreement. "She was here when I got here. Well, which is to say that I knew Yaomomo first but Mei agreed to work with her first. But yes, you're entirely right. Mei cares little for legality, or for that matter social norms. All she cares about is the pursuit of science, and vigilantism with Yaomomo was the path of least resistance for her."

It was then that they arrived at the gate to the Todoroki house. Mina looked over at the house, back over her shoulder at Fuyumi, over at the house again, and then finally over at Saiko. "So. Thank you for the escort. We are now home safe and sound. It's appreciated."

Sliding down off of Mina's back, Fuyumi pulled out her phone and held it out to Saiko. "Give me your LINE information." At Saiko's curious expression, she shrugged. "Us feet loving types need to stick together." Oh? That was interesting. Mina had made a point of grabbing all three girls' information before they parted ways at the Taco Bell, but she definitely wasn't going to complain about Fuyumi making a connection of her own.

"I don't so much love feet as love what feet can do to me, but… I don't see a problem with this." Saiko took Fuyumi's phone from her, tapped at the screen for a brief stint, and then handed it back. "It was a pleasure to meet you both."

Mina waved cheerfully. "Nice meeting you too! And just remember, if you decide to join my polycule, I'll absolutely step on you too! I don't really get it, but I can absolutely do that for you if you want!"

A chuckle escaped from Saiko. "I will consider that in my calculations going forward, I assure you."

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"I don't want you to go! I wanna snuggle more!"

Giggling, Mina gently pried Fuyumi's hands off of her hips and leaned down to kiss the shorter girl. "But I gotta. You have training today - possibly every day? - and I have a burning desire to resolve the possible contagious dragon plot line before I head back to Chiba."

That had been a surprise to wake up to. Well, after she'd managed to wriggle out of Fuyumi's incredibly possessive grip and make it across the room to where she'd left her phone charging on her girlfriend's desk. At some point in the previous eighteen hours or so, Izumi had managed to track Mina down online and send her DMs. Both in general and responding to the 'local hoard applicants' offer in particular. It turned out the girl lived a short train ride away from Fuyumi and was hoping to meet up to discuss the whole transformation thing at a minimum.

Which Mina was really hoping she would turn out not to be to blame for, because if that was a side effect of using her powers to significantly heal someone… that was a problem.

Giving Fuyumi one last kiss, Mina pulled away and shook her head. "Nope. Last kiss for today. Thanks to our late night adventure and sleeping in, I only have nine hours before the last train home and I need to use them wisely. Meeting with the girl I turned into a dragon is very important."

"Are you sure I can't come with you?" Fuyumi pouted cutely, pressing the tips of her index fingers together as she stared up at Mina. "I can skip training for one day."

Mina shook her head. "She didn't say 'come alone' or anything, and I never posted that Tooru went home so for all I know, she's assuming at least Tooru will be there too. But no. There's a whole ass elephant in that room and I'm sure she doesn't want random people she's never met before there while we discuss it."

Nodding reluctantly, Fuyumi scuffed her foot against the floor of the genkan. "Yeah, that makes sense. Okay. I guess I'll just… chill out." She looked up, grinning impishly. "I'm gonna start working on ice puns as part of my heroic persona. So I guess it was… ice to meet you."

After considering that for a few seconds, Mina shrugged. "At least it's not dad jokes. I'll live." Deciding that she could do at least one more one last kiss, Mina pressed her lips to Fuyumi's again before darting backward out the doorway and waving to the white-haired girl. "Don't forget, I'm building a hoard! If you want to hit on a cute girl between now and when school starts, you're absolutely allowed to! It's not just allowed, it's encouraged!"

Making her way down the street, Mina looked around curiously. Iharacho - and the Shimizu Ward of Musutafu as a whole - was a bit more spread out than she was used to. The houses were actually on properties? Like, there were surroundings? Surrounding each house? The houses were houses, not apartment buildings? It wasn't like what she'd grown up with in Makuharihongo. It was… a bit unnerving, to be honest. Why did anyone need this much space?

It didn't take her long to hunt down a bus and make her way over to Shin-Shimizu Station so she could pick up a local train across town to Izumi's house. As she rode, she flicked through the DMs that she'd gotten on Instagram, sorting them into the Primary and General tabs. Tsuyu, Ochako, Tooru, Izumi, Fuyumi… all in Primary. As soon as she got their social media information, Momo, Mei, and Saiko would join them. Kiri was obviously in Primary, and she really needed to check in with him soon and see how the entrance exam had gone. But… who else?

A lot of them were just unfortunately too old to be viable. Some real cuties to be sure, but she was fifteen. There was something… kinda questionable about even college girls hitting on her. To say nothing of anyone older. Like sure, five years wasn't much of an age gap when you were twenty-five and they were thirty. When you were fifteen and they were twenty, on the other hand? Huge gap.

Also wow, that was a whole ass MILF in her DMs. Mina was intrigued… but also slightly alarmed. Like, this woman could have kids her age.

It wasn't all bad, though. There was a cute bug heteromorph. Possibly a bee? Possibly a hornet or wasp? Cute purple eyes. Wings. As someone who could fly, a girlfriend who could also fly appealed to her. Two girls from her school, including one who had been flirting with her for most of the last three years. Definitely something to look into, although now might not be the best time to be investing herself in someone in Chiba given that she'd hopefully be in Musutafu five days a week for the next three years.

It only took Mina fifteen minutes to make it from Shimizu Ward to Aoi Ward on the train, and all too soon she was stepping off onto the platform as she let her phone guide her onward toward her destination. One stoplight. Two stoplights. Three stoplights. Turn right. Walk a block. The destination was on her left. Thanks, Siri.

Making her way into Takajo Park, Mina looked around curiously. Huh. That was a nice playscape. Would be a shame if a teenager like her… went down that cool looking slide! Clambering up the steps, Mina giggled as she slid down the plastic slide, flopping back against it and staring up at the sky. It was the little things in life, sometimes.

Something green swooped through her line of sight and Mina sat up to watch as Izumi came in for an awkward - at least to her trained eye - landing in the park. Turning to face Mina, she beamed excitedly. "I didn't crash! Not bad for my first ever attempt at flying!"

Mina applauded excitedly. "Oh, that was your first time ever? Now I feel bad for thinking you looked awkward. I crashed the first like, a lot of times that I tried to land. Never hard enough to hurt myself, but I definitely could not stick the landing. But hey, it looks like you're adjusting to your new circumstances. So yay."

"Yeah, once I got used to things, it wasn't that bad. Having a wingspan is an experience. Like, they slowly stretch outward if I'm not paying attention. Have to be careful about that. Oh, and my tail still has a mind of its own, but I've had it for less than twenty-four hours so I'm just… letting it be a tail for now. I'll learn how to control it eventually." Izumi bounced over to where Mina was still sitting on the end of the slide and leaned down toward her. "So. Question."

Tilting her head to the side, Mina stared up at the girl curiously. "Possible answer."

Izumi giggled and wow was she jiggly. Mina blushed a bit and jerked her eyes upward to the verdette's face. Given that the girl had mentioned her breasts getting bigger as part of her transformation, it was understandable that she didn't have clothes that fit right… but that was a lot of cleavage to be casually throwing around. "You like girls, right?"

Perking up, Mina nodded. She did in fact know the answer to that question. "I do!"

Straightening up, Izumi gestured to herself with one hand. "And you think I'm pretty?"

Ooh! Mina knew the answer to that question too! This was super easy! "Mmhmm."

"Would you be willing to kiss me… for science?"

"Um, yes!"

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"Would you be willing to kiss me… for science?"

"Um, yes!" Mina shot to her feet eagerly before reaching up to rub the back of her head sheepishly as her blush darkened a bit. "Wait. Is this like an auditioning for the hoard sort of situation? Or just you want to casually make out? Because on second thought, I do have four girlfriends at the moment and while hoard-ing is fine with them, I'm not sure how they'd feel about me just up and kissing random girls."

Izumi shifted from foot to foot uncertainly. "It was mostly just me wanting to test something that my fourth great-grandmother told me in a dream?" At Mina's confused look, she elaborated. "My fourth great-grandmother. My great-great-great-great-grandmother."

Waving her hands between them, Mina shook her head. "No, I knew what you meant by that part. I'm more stuck on… your fourth great-grandmother talked to you in a dream? And this is just like, something that we're casually tossing around as a completely normal occurrence?"

"Okay, so yeah, maybe I need to explain things a bit. You saw me use my quirk at the entrance exam. Wham, bang, punched the zero pointer?" Izumi paused a moment, waiting until Mina nodded in acknowledgement before continuing. "Well, my quirk's name is Dynasty. It's basically a stockpile of my ancestors' essence dating all the way back to the dawn of quirks. Which is why I was able to do what I did. That was ten generations of strength, punching as one."

Mina raised an eyebrow at that. "With all due respect? That was not ten people punching together. Unless you're like, related to All Might. That was a serious smash you delivered."

A nervous, borderline hysterical giggle erupted from Izumi. "Hahaha. Related to All Might. That's funny. Of course I'm not related to All Might. That would be ludicrous. Not to mention that he's blonde and I'm…" She gestured up at her green hair, let out another nervous giggle, and then tried to press onward. "Well, my entire family like… actively lives in me. And when they saw what happened the first time I used my quirk, they sat down and were like, no siree, this won't do, we need to figure out how to let her use this quirk safely."

Interestingly enough, that part was actually truthful? Mina was completely aware that Izumi was lying to her about at least part of the explanation; her eye kept twitching in a really obvious way. She'd need to get a handle on that before she went around talking about her quirk to random people. But the relatives talking part was real? That was… interesting. "Okay. So. Definitely invested in this. Not sure how it'll come back around to you wanting to kiss me, but eager to find out."

"Yeah, sorry, the whole thing will make a lot more sense by the time I'm done. But anyway. I spoke to my fourth great-grandfather and my fourth great-grandmother. Grandpa Yoichi had the quirk to start. He accidentally passed it to Grandma Nevan, which I have so many questions about? Because passing down from parent to child sort of makes sense, at least as much as quirks do, but grandpa to grandma is like… what? But anyway, he passed it to Nevan who then passed it down to Grandpa Kudo and started the whole sequence of generational inheritance leading up to me." Izumi gestured down at herself excitedly. "Grandma Nevan was one of the very first heteromorphs, and had a succubus quirk. So my family's solution to the problem at hand is to let me grow into this whole enormous stockpile of power by having me start at the beginning and work my way through things. So my quirk is Dynasty, but right now Dynasty is expressing as Succubus? So basically my quirk is Succubus for right now and I need to learn how it works."

Most of that was also truthful, although Izumi's eye had twitched violently at the part about her grandpa passing a quirk to her grandma. A large part of Mina was incredibly curious about how much weirder the truth might be if this was the lie… but she also recognized that her and Izumi barely knew each other and she was going to need to earn the level of trust required to be told the truth. "So how does… weird stockpile inheritance stuff lead to you turning green when I healed you?"

Izumi bounced on her toes excitedly, nearly distracting Mina again. "It was literally the world's biggest coincidence. They had their little meeting in a matter of seconds after I destroyed myself against the zero pointer. By the time you helped me, they had already made the decision to imbue me with Succubus. So when you healed me? It set me back to 'normal', except this became my new normal as of that exact second."

And… she was being truthful about that. Outstanding. Mina let out a sigh of relief. "So I don't have contagious dragon. That was a serious concern of mine, you know. I was starting to worry about whether or not healing serious injuries would turn people into dragons, which would have been problematic since my hoard is aiming to become the number one hero polycule in Japan. Heroes get hurt a lot, you know!"

Izumi nodded. "No, I completely understand that. But it wasn't you. It was just a complete freak occurrence, you healing me at the exact right time. If it hadn't been for you, I would have slowly morphed into a succubus over… I'm not sure how long. I read that it takes humans seven years to replace some cells, so possibly I would have finished succubi-fying by the time I was in my early twenties? Not sure. Not an issue anymore."

Humming softly in agreement, Mina looked Izumi up and down thoughtfully. While it turned out that she was not in fact a dragon, she was vaguely dragon-ish. Wings. Tail. Could fly. Presumably couldn't breathe fire. Still. There were things that Mina could teach the girl if she wanted to learn. Oh. And there was the whole kissing thing. The rosette tilted her head to the side. "So by science, you mean you want to see how the whole succubus quirk thing actually works by kissing me?"

"Kinda, yeah. According to my grandma, I should be able to siphon the energy out of people by kissing them and then use it for myself?" Izumi shrugged helplessly. "It probably won't matter much once I grow into the entire stockpile and can wham bang boom zero pointers without destroying my body but right now, being able to hit with double my existing strength? Game changing."

Grinning playfully, Mina leaned in toward Izumi and lowered her voice. "Be honest. Are quirk experiments the only reason that you want to kiss me?"

"I mean, I just plain want to kiss you but the quirk experiments seemed like a good excuse?" Mina giggled loudly as Izumi blushed a darker shade of green, bringing her hands up to her face. "Why did I say that?"

Mina grinned and winked playfully at the taller girl. "Well, I'm not opposed to helping with quirk experiments - kissing ones or otherwise - but I am opposed to kissing random girls. That's not something a girl in a relationship should be doing." Seeing Izumi's crestfallen look, Mina hurried to deliver the other half of her thoughts, before the girl could get too upset. "Guess you're just going to have to date me too."

Boom. Nailed it.

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"I guess that's fair." Izumi tapped her finger against her chin before leaning a bit closer to Mina. "Who are you dating at the moment? I'm theoretically interested but want to make an informed decision about this whole 'hoard' situation."

Bringing her hand up, Mina counted off her partners on her fingers, tapping each fingertip against Izumi's nose playfully. "Well, there's Ochako. You met her. And Tsuyu. She showed up before and after you. Cute frog girl. They're both on my last Instagram post. And then there's Tooru, who you also haven't met because I ran into her after we left UA yesterday. And then Fuyumi, who is literally the daughter of the number two hero and if I didn't know better, I'd swear she was out of my league based on that alone." Leaning even closer, her voice dropped to a whisper. "She lives in a house with a yard!"

Izumi's black and green eyes widened at that information. "A yard?"

"I know, right!" Mina bounced excitedly; she was looking forward to having a picnic with Fuyumi at some point in her house's yard. Like… to have an outdoor space where you didn't have to deal with other people being around? That was living the dream. That was how you knew you made it. "So yeah, those four. Also possibly three vigilantes that saved me last night? Jury's still out on them."

Izumi gasped at that. "Did you meet the Wrench Wench? I don't know what her actual vigilante name is, but that's what everyone at school calls her. There's a girl going around beating criminals with a wrench. Nobody knows anything about her, where she came from, or why she's hitting people with a wrench… but she's saving people from petty criminals so she's doing some good."

Biting her lip, Mina found herself debating how much to reveal. Momo, Mei, and Saiko had trusted her with their identities… but Mei didn't really seem to care who knew she was a vigilante. In the end, she settled for the slightly safer route. "She calls herself Babymaker. And in her words, a wrench isn't a quirk. So if she ever gets arrested, she can't actually get charged with vigilantism."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, what?" Izumi flared her wings, jerking back a step so that she could wave her hands rapidly in the space between them. "You mean to tell me that all these years, I could have been a vigilante and it would have been legal because I… couldn't use my quirk yet?"

Mina shrugged. "That's what Y… her partner said, and she was a lot smarter than I am. So I'm assuming it's the truth." Darting forward, she grabbed Izumi by the hands and interlaced their fingers, bringing her tail up to tangle with the verdette's for good measure. "But enough about that. I informed your decision. Are you decisioned yet?"

Glancing down at their intertwined tails, Izumi offered a soft smile. "I mean, I'm working on it. I'm not going to lie, you're really pretty and so I'm genuinely surprised that your hoard isn't more hoard-y yet? Like, I thought I was going to need a diagram to keep track of your partners or something. Or maybe a spreadsheet."

A giggle escaped Mina at the notion. "I mean, my goal is to have a hoard of exactly twenty-four cute girls. Because twenty-four seems like a good, hoard-y number. But I'm trying to keep things achievable for right now? Like, I'm going to be a hero student in a few weeks. And I only have so much money to properly treat girls. Although Fuyumi was making comments about a sugar situation so… need to look into that. Like, that could considerably expand my ability to spoil girls if she was serious."

"As someone with horrific hero merch spending habits, I would love to be spoiled because…" Izumi nodded downward at her chest, which Mina took as permission to admire her cleavage for a moment before realizing that she was probably talking about the fact that her undersized tank top also looked a little beat up along with being too small for her. "But you know what? Yeah. I'd be interested in dating you if you're interested in having me. We'll have to figure out how things are going to work out when you and Ochako are at UA High and I'm somewhere else here in Musutafu…"

Mina grinned sheepishly. "Actually, we're probably all going to be there. Fuyumi got in on recommendations, and then the rest of us all have pretty good scores. But I mean, I bet you did well too. Not to mention the whole zero pointer situation."

Grimacing, Izumi looked away. "Which is worth zero points. Which is coincidentally how many points I got on the exam. My quirk literally activated for the first time against the zero pointer. I spent the time before that just sort of awkwardly running around trying my best not to die."

Oh. Well that was… disappointing. Mina debated sharing her thoughts on the 'helping people' points that she still wasn't convinced didn't exist, but then she realized that potentially getting Izumi's hopes up over something that might be a figment of her imagination was cruel. "Well, I mean, high schools get out at the same time so we could all get together after school. And it would be easier than dating these two girls from my junior high who applied for hoard status. Like, I could see you every weekday after school if I wanted to. I'd only be able to see them on weekends."

Nodding, Izumi brought their joined hands up between the two of them and leaned in. "So, uh, not to be pushy or anything but I said yes. Can we do kiss experiments now?"

"I see how it is! You just want me for my lips!" A titter of laughter escaped Mina as Izumi blushed and sputtered. "I'm just messing with you. If I'd only had my quirk for like, twenty-four hours? I would be super curious too. So… mwah!" Leaning in, Mina pressed her lips against Izumi's. Then she decided that Izumi had nice lips and ducked in for a second, longer kiss.

There was an odd tingling sensation spreading from her lips as they continued to kiss and Mina furrowed her brow before leaning in closer, pressing herself against Izumi as she deepened the kiss. She didn't feel like she was getting weaker or drained or measurably impacted by what was going on. Just… tingly. Presumably Izumi's quirk. If this was all it took to power Izumi up, though? Well, just call her Duracell.

Breaking apart, Mina stared at Izumi curiously. The verdette's eyes were literally glowing, which was cool. And she was smiling goofily. As one did after getting kissed by a girl as cute as her, of course. Then she realized something. "How are we going to test whether kissing me made you better at stuff if we don't have anything to compare it to? Like, shouldn't we have gotten two balls and thrown one and then kissed and then thrown the other? Or like, measured how high you could jump or how fast you could run? Established a baseline?"

Izumi's glowing eyes widened. "Shoot! And I'm the one with quirk analysis for a hobby. How did I mess up on something so simple? To properly quantify an enhancer quirk, you need to be able to compare and contrast with the unenhanced state. And we did the MEXT tests before I started seriously working out to get ready for UA, so comparing now to the last time I took those would be skewed."

Yeah, sometimes being the fuck around and find out type came back to bite her on the ass. Mina looked around uncertainly. "Well, since we can't do your quirk experiments right now… do you wanna kiss some more?"

"Um, only if you want to?"

"I do!"

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"This is completely illegal. You know that, right?"

"Yeah but who are they going to send after us? Hawks?" Pausing, Mina looked around nervously. "Wait. He's in the area because he's dating Fuyumi's brother. What if they do send Hawks after us?"

Spiraling around her, Izumi grinned widely at Mina. "After all those kisses you gave me, I feel like I might actually be faster than Hawks."

Mina giggled and drew closer to Izumi, folding her wings against her back since she didn't actually need them to fly. Wrapping her arms around the taller girl's waist, she snuggled in against Izumi's chest while being sure not to actually put weight on the verdette's body. "I mean, Hawks is awfully fast. Are you saying that my kisses are that good?"

Reaching up, Izumi ruffled Mina's hair, carefully avoiding her horns. "Now that you mention it, I'm not quite convinced. I think I need more kisses so I can make an educated decision."

A soft snicker escaped Mina as she scooted up Izumi's body to bring their faces level. Which might be a good way to get flown into something, but right now they were high enough up that it was just them and the birds so she was willing to risk it. "You know that we're dating now, right? You can have as many kisses as you want."

"I know. I was just trying to be smooth." Blushing a darker shade of green, Izumi brought her hand up to rub the back of her head. "Clearly not working."

Giggling, Mina rubbed her nose against Izumi's. "No, I liked it. You have rizz. As one expects from a literal succubus." And wasn't that just the coolest thing ever invented? As of half an hour ago, she literally had herself a kiss powered girlfriend in her polycule. Well, kisses and presumably other things too. But for now, kisses. She was going to kiss her… so much. And Izumi had Tooru, Tsuyu, Ochako, and Fuyumi too. So much potential for so many kisses!

Mina glanced down, realizing that they'd easily crossed the bulk of metropolitan Musutafu and were coming up on the outskirts of town. Given that she didn't know what city came next along the Japanese coastline but she did know that she probably didn't want to be heading further west - AKA away from home - the rosette unwound herself from Izumi and began descending toward the ground. There was a neat looking Buddhist shrine and so she pointed at it, drawing Izumi's attention. "Oh, you want to go to Zuiou-ji? Sure!"

The pair touched down in a grey concrete parking lot and Mina linked her tail with Izumi's as the verdette led her toward the temple. "I'm not particularly religious, but I had a brief 'what if I just give up wanting to be a hero and become a monk?' phase so I visited a few of the temples in the area." Leaning in, she lowered her voice. "I shaved my head. It was not a good look."

Looking over at Izumi, Mina tried to imagine the girl without the fluffy curls that were similar to - but longer than - her own. It was hard. Shaking her head, she peered in through the temple gate. "Do you want to actually go in? I just wanted to set down for a moment so that we could come up with a plan for the rest of the day. It's Sunday so the last train home is earlier than other days. I could fly back to Chiba, but… well, I'd rather not."

"As long as we don't go back to my apartment, I am open to literally anything else." Izumi giggled softly and waved dismissively at Mina's curious look. "My mom is super embarrassing and so is my room. I have to do like, a total makeover of my personal space before I can let a girlfriend into it without dying of embarrassment."

Mina raised an eyebrow. "Is it horny hero merchandise? Please tell me that you have at least one thirsty ass statue because… based."

Snorting, Izumi shook her head. "Oh no, if I had thirsty hero merchandise - especially of Miruko - I wouldn't be ashamed of that. That's like, normal compared to my current room." Mina's other eyebrow raised inquiringly and Izumi coughed into her fist. "All Might shrine."

"I mean, I geek out a little about All Might because who doesn't? I Detroit Smashed a robot at the entrance exam just to see if I could." Mina took in Izumi's blushing visage and shook her head. "Having a full on All Might shrine is a little weird, though, not going to lie. Why couldn't you simp Miruko like a normal lesbian? I'd even settle for Ryuukyuu because as a dragon, I mean, I could get that."

Leading Mina away from the temple and down the narrow street, Izumi chucked awkwardly. "I mean, I'm not a lesbian so it would be weird for me to be a normal lesbian?" Mina gestured back and forth between them uncertainly, and Izumi chuckled. "I like girls. I just… don't only like girls. I'm pansexual."

Mina's golden eyes widened and she leaned in toward Izumi. "Wait, you like boys?" At the verdette's nod, she let out an incredulous noise. "That sounds exhausting."

Rolling her eyes, Izumi bumped against Mina playfully. "I mean, that's probably something we should discuss if we're going to be polyamorous. I'm assuming that dating amongst ourselves is encouraged because we're a polycule and not a harem but like, what if I meet a cute guy?"

Hmm. That was a really good question. Mina literally couldn't imagine a guy cute enough to date but, well, lesbian and all. She was a little biased on that front. But what if Izumi did want to date a guy? The rosette gestured at herself and then off to her left side. "Okay so this would work better if everyone else was here with me but like… as long as he understands that he's dating you and not dating… us? Like, my hoard is specifically cute girls. And I'm a lesbian. I do not intend to collect a single guy. But if he's okay with having like, up to twenty-four metamours from dating you? I guess I'd be okay with it?"

"Mmm, that's fair. That'll probably make finding a boyfriend interesting. Like, he's going to see our polycule and be like…" Trailing off, Izumi hunched forward a little, rubbing her hands together and licking her lips. Hah! Good meme. "Then again, I feel like even if you didn't have that condition, I would probably decide on it myself? Like… otherwise I would be worried about being a starter girlfriend that gets left behind when he gets to clap Ochako's cheeks."

Mina let out a noise halfway between a snort and a giggle. "Wait, why Ochako in particular?"

Izumi gave Mina a deadpan look. "You wouldn't clap those cheeks?"

Okay, so she would, but also… "I would clap your cheeks too! I want to clap all the cheeks!" Mina thrust her fist up into the air determinedly before pausing and looking over at Izumi. "Once we're ready and all. I'm not in a rush."

Bemusedly nodding in agreement, Izumi led Mina around a curve in the road and then peered into the distance. "Hmm. Do you wanna go see what's on the other side of the ominously poorly lit tunnel?"

Mina looked from the mouth of the aforementioned tunnel, over at Izumi, and then back over at the tunnel. "You take me all of the nicest places, Izumi."

"That's not a no."

"It is not in fact a no."

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The other side of the tunnel turned out to be a quaint little road that ran next to the Tomei Expressway. It was a little noisy but they'd successfully achieved a level of comfortable silence where they didn't feel the need to try and talk over the noise as they walked. It was… peaceful enough? It would have been more peaceful except for the constant noise of traffic but being from an urban area, Mina was long since used to that.

About ten minutes into their walk, Mina and Izumi reached a rather neglected parcel of land with a sign declaring it to be Kodomo Park. Mina's lips quirked upward as she surveyed the 'park'. "Wow, Izumi, you really do bring me all the nicest places."

Izumi chuckled before shrugging helplessly. "This is a part of town I don't really come to often. I have absolutely no idea where we are. Well, I mean, clearly we're in the Osaka District in Suruga Ward but other than that… I have nothing."

Humming softly, Mina wandered into the park curiously. It was… literally just a patch of borderline untamed grass with a fence around it. "Yeah, this is too depressing to even be a good 'flop and cuddle' sort of place. Which is fine. We were sort of flying aimlessly for the sake of flying. Maybe we can… fly more aimedly? Like can we go find a 7-Eleven or something?"

"I mean, I could be down for just coexisting in the grass for a bit." Izumi peered over at Mina with a shy expression on her face. "Like, we can stare at the clouds. Talk a bit. Get to know each other better?"

Well when she put it like that… Mina untangled her tail from Izumi's and darted off into the grass, spinning around and spreading her arms wide before flopping backward onto the ground. Thanks to her quirk, it was a controlled fall and she touched down gently, only to be pressed into the ground harder as Izumi promptly flopped on top of her and wrapped her wings around the two of them. Again, not a preferable situation for someone with wings… but Izumi was cute so she'd allow it.

For now. She was absolutely going to roll them over so she was on top at some point.

"So…" Mina racked her brain for a casual topic of conversation. Something light, but with a getting to know you vibe as was appropriate for a new girlfriend. "So, why do you want to be a hero?"

Izumi frowned and it took Mina a moment to realize that it was probably a question in poor taste given that the girl had flunked the practical hard and wouldn't be getting a chance to be a hero anytime soon. Before she could apologize and change the topic, the verdette smiled wistfully. "I just want to save people. Let them know that everything's okay. Make their day better. Like All Might."

That was… so pure of Izumi. Mina let out a frustrated grumble. How could UA High reject someone with such a clearly heroic spirit? All because she couldn't fight some stupid robots? It wasn't fair! It wasn't fair at all! "You really do deserve to become a hero. I'm sorry you didn't do well on the exam. I wish we'd discovered your quirk earlier. I could have smooched you and then you could have…" Mina made an aggressive face.

Resting her forearms on either side of Mina's head, Izumi waved dismissively. "It is what it is. I tried. It obviously wasn't meant to be. I'm not sure what I'm going to do next, to be honest. UA High was the only school I took the exam for. Even thinking I didn't have a quirk, I just… figured I'd make it work somehow. That was pretty stupid of me, huh?"

"It's never stupid to have hopes and dreams! They're what makes life worth living!" Mina leaned up to give Izumi a peck on the lips. "I'm sort of the opposite of you, now that I think about it. I want to become a hero because I feel like I owe it to the world. I've been given such an amazing quirk that I feel like it's my duty to give back to the world with it."

Staring down at Mina, Izumi smiled widely. "That's the best reason to become a hero. Because you know you can help people, so you want to." She gazed at Mina adoringly for a few seconds before cocking her head to the side. "Favorite color?"

Mina didn't even need to think about that. "Black." At Izumi's surprised look, she elaborated. "Well I have a heavily black and pink aesthetic most of the time but I feel like saying my favorite color is pink is like, narcissistic?"

"Is it?" Izumi furrowed her brow thoughtfully. "My favorite color is green."

Oops. Time to backpedal. Mina carefully considered her words, trying to figure out how to avoid sticking her foot any further into her mouth. "I feel like there's nothing wrong with liking a color that compliments your personal color palette? But like… oh wait. You're green now. Huh. This explanation is not going where I was hoping to take it. Maybe I should shut up before I finish digging that hole to Brazil?"

Izumi grinned impishly. "Possibly." She stared off into the distance for a moment before picking a new topic. "What's your family like? Mine is just me and my mom. My dad left when I was younger to work overseas." Leaning down, she lowered her voice. "This is probably horrible of me but I'm kinda looking forward to him dying because I might actually get to know him for the first time through his vestige."

"His vestige?"

"That's what I'm calling the quirk ghosts in Dynasty. Vestiges."

Hmm. It was a little morbid, yeah, but Mina could understand. If she didn't know her father, she'd be excited for any chance to find out more about him. Even if it was… yeah. "Well, I'm the oldest of three. I may be the milkman's daughter because neither of my siblings are remotely dragon-ish."

Izumi perked up at that. "Quirk inheritance is fascinating. Like, I have no idea which other quirks are inside Dynasty because I've only talked to Grandpa Yoichi and Grandma Nevan but like… I don't think any of my ancestors had heteromorph quirks other than Nevan? So like, that Succubus bred itself out really quickly."

While she didn't know much about quirks, Mina was pretty sure that was sus considering her parents both had visible mutations and all three of their children had varying degrees of mutation. Her being the most extreme, but her siblings weren't baseline human either. Then again, Izumi was lying to her about entire chunks of her quirk so… who even knew? "Well, I'm definitely sort of a 'put my parents in a blender and something vaguely similar came out' quirk evolution. My mom is red and has a weak healing quirk. My dad has eyes and horns like mine and has a pretty average flight quirk. Like, speed of a moped, low flight ceiling. Not much he can do with it. So we combined red, horns, eyes, healing, and flight, and what came out was… pink dragon? So I mean, I joke about my paternity for giggles but it sort of makes sense?"

Rolling off of Mina onto the grass, Izumi reached behind her and pulled out a notebook. Mina's eyes narrowed. Where the heck had she been keeping that the entire time? "That's genuinely fascinating to me. Like my mom has a weak telekinesis quirk and clearly I got none of that. But I got her hair and eyes; my dad has black hair and… uh, I assume not green eyes? My mother honestly can't remember after all these years. But anyway, can you tell me more about your siblings' quirks? And maybe any of your grandparents? I would love to figure out how your quirk inheritance actually works…"

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"I'm noticing that you have very strong opinions about chain establishments."

"I mean, in my defense, MOS has the best burgers, hands down. Why wouldn't I prefer them? But yeah. 7-Eleven for life." Perched on the edge of the store's roof with her girlfriend, Mina bumped her Slurpee cup against Izumi's before taking another sip. "Not to mention that they have the best food out of all the konbini chains."

Izumi offered her a bemused smile at that. "I wouldn't know. I'm a mama's girl. She packs me food every day and I very delightedly eat it and not much more. Like, on cheat days from my meal program, you can catch me scarfing a York patty but that's about it. This is actually my first ever Slurpee."

Gasping, Mina stared over at Izumi with wide eyes. "No! I wish you'd told me that! We got you such a boring one! Like, mixing flavors is where it's at!" The rosette gestured with her own cup, which contained a marbled red and green concoction that was delicious and Mina would not accept criticism of. "Also, I know what to buy you for Valentine's Day. Peppermint something."

"How does that work for lesbians?" Mina made a curious noise and Izumi gestured back and forth between them. "Do we buy each other something on Valentine's Day? Or does one of us do Valentine's Day and the other does White Day? If so, how do we decide who's who?"

Oooh, given that she'd only ever given giri choco before, that was an interesting question to ponder. On one hand, she'd aggressively showered her cute female classmates in chocolate on Valentine's Day. So that was one point in favor of both of them giving chocolate then. On the other hand, queering heteronormativity was her jam and so getting honmei choco on Valentine's Day and then returning it on White Day could be fun. Then again, they had almost a year to ponder it at this point. "Currently leaning toward returning your chocolate on White Day but let me get back to you on that."

Izumi giggled and nodded agreeably before perking up. "Wait, when's your birthday? It can't possibly be as far away from now as Valentine's Day is. I've never had a girlfriend to buy a present for. Or, well, a friend? So I need to really go all out for this."

Ooh, that was in fact and important thing to know about girlfriends. Mina made a mental note to ask her other girlfriends about that so she could add them to her phone's calendar. Well, she knew Tooru's was June 16th but she needed to find out everyone else's. "July 30th! So just barely into summer break. My parents like to take us somewhere during break but I can probably get them to hold off until after my actual birthday so I can celebrate with the hoard. When's yours?"

"July 15th! A few days before break." Gasping, Izumi leaned in toward Mina excitedly. "Can we have a joint birthday party for the two of us? Or would that be weird. I don't really know much about birthday parties; I haven't had one since I was five."

Jesus Christ, she was picking up some girls with baggage, wasn't she? Tsuyu very clearly had some insecurities over her gender identity, Fuyumi had daddy issues, and now Izumi had like… what even did you call this? A traumatic backstory? Shaking her head, Mina leaned in and brushed a kiss against Izumi's temple just south of her horn. "Absolutely. And just think of how many presents you're going to get this year. Especially if I reach twenty-four girls by my birthday."

Izumi giggled, rubbing her nose against Mina's. "Okay but look at it from the other side." Mina raised an eyebrow. "If I have twenty-four girlfriends, that's twenty-four presents to buy for twenty-four birthdays."

That was true, yes. Which would probably cost a bunch of money. Hmm. Either she needed to start selling more feet pictures, talk to Fuyumi about the sugar situation, or possibly set up a rotational present buying system? Wait. No. If they were all members of her hoard specifically, then at a minimum she owed them a present on their birthday, even if they set up a system for only certain other girls to buy presents for certain birthdays. "You have to be smart to get into UA on recommendation, right?"

A noise of confusion escaped Izumi at the seeming non sequitur and she cocked her head to the side uncertainly. "I… don't know? I never looked into it because who was going to sponsor the quirkless girl to go to UA? Why?"

"Oh, I was just thinking that I'm lucky to be dating Fuyumi because she's got a big brain and can help me with some hoard-related complications. And then I was like… wait? Does Fuyumi have a big brain? Or just a really good quirk?" Mina furrowed her brow in thought. "I feel like Endeavor wouldn't raise an idiot, but like… being first in your class when you're homeschooled isn't much of an accomplishment."

Izumi snickered and then brought her hands up to cover her mouth in embarrassment. At Mina's look of askance, she blushed. "Sorry, I was just thinking that at least she's not last in her class."

Opening and closing her mouth several times, Mina made an uncertain noise. "Isn't she technically both?" Mina gasped, flapping her hands excitedly. "Oh my god, I have Schrödinger's Girlfriend! She's technically the best hero that Endeavor has ever raised, but also at the same time the worst!"

The pair dissolved into laughter, sobered for a moment, looked at each other, and started laughing all over again. Still chuckling, Izumi stared off into the distance. "You know, I should probably look her up seeing as how she lives in Musutafu too. I could use more people to hang out with and who knows, maybe she'll want to date me too and then I'll have two entire girlfriends."

Huh. That was another thing she needed to figure out. There was clearly a connection between Ochako and Tsuyu, and between Tooru and Fuyumi. Should she be assuming the default setting would be that they were all sort of an amorphous poly blob of love? Or apart from her, was everyone just everyone else's metamour unless otherwise specified? Something to bring up in the group chat once she was safely home and could focus on her phone, Mina decided. "You could do that, yes. Or you could flirt with another girl and recruit her for the hoard. Or - just putting this out there - you could do… both!"

Izumi let out an incredulous laugh at that. "Me? Hit on girls? You're joking, right? Like, I literally am a succubus now and I still have absolutely no game. I would probably stare at a pretty girl, then say something awkward about her quirk, and then run away and hide."

"I'm sorry, you were demonstrating some adorable rizz earlier. With the informed decision line. Like, you're a little socially awkward, not going to lie, but you have more potential than you think you do." Mina leaned back, bringing her hand up to her chest. "I mean, I was maidenless as recently as yesterday. Me of all people! I made a lot of jokes, teased a lot of people, but never followed through. And then I said to myself… Mina. How are you going to have a high school romance if you don't ever actually properly flirt with a girl?"

Nodding in understanding, Izumi made a determined face. "I flirted with you. Sort of. And look where it got me?"

"Exactly!"

"I need to go Plus Ultra. And talk to girls more."

"Yes! That!"

"Oh, and girls like compliments. So what if I compliment a girl's quirk?" 

"Ganbatte!"

The pair was interrupted by a soft whooshing noise, and then someone wrapped an arm around Mina's shoulders. Looking back over her shoulder hesitantly, Mina found herself staring at the smiling face of Hawks. "How do you do, fellow kids?"

On one hand? LOL, meme.

On the other hand? "Shit, it's the fuzz! Let's get out of here!"

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After a not entirely harrowing escape from the number three hero - evidently, the answer to 'who would he follow?' turned out to be 'neither' - Mina firmly landed herself back on solid ground and began walking toward the nearest train station. Musutafu had a decent but not extensive transit infrastructure, Mina was discovering: there was a single local railway running west to east through the city, and then the main line and Shinkansen. She was going home on the latter, because she was bougie like that, but she resolved to take a slower main line train one of these days just to properly experience the scenery.

In her mad flight from Hawks, Mina had crossed a good portion of the city, ending up closer to Fuyumi's house than the train station. So she found herself back at one of the stations that she'd passed through on the way to Izumi's house, making her way back downtown to so she could grab a train home.

The train was crowded even on a Sunday and Mina found herself pressed in against a slender purple-haired girl with some really cool earlobes and a really anxious expression on her face. As the train lurched into motion, Mina carefully reached up and rested her hand on the girl's shoulder. "Hey. Are you okay?"

Shaking her head, the girl's eyes darted around the inside of the packed train car. "I am not going to lie to you, I am not great. I'm not exactly claustrophobic per se, but sensory quirks and confined spaces are not a great combination."

Understandable, really. If Mina could hear all the noises, she would not be fond of being in a small space with a lot of noise in it either. "How sensitive are your ears? Like, would telling everyone to be polite and be quiet for your sake help or..?"

Another shake of her head, and one of the girl's dangling earlobes lifted to reveal a three point five millimeter jack on the end. "My entire auditory system is enhanced. I'm not like, Superman hearing a call for help on another continent or anything but, uh, unless you can stop people from breathing until we get downtown?"

"I feel like that would be frowned upon." Mina reached up, only to pause and let her hand drop back to the girl's shoulder. Fondling a stranger's earjack was probably frowned upon in polite society. She looked around uncertainly before an idea came to her, and she turned back to the girl. "What if you had a single sound to focus on while we ride?"

The girl shrugged uncertainly. "Sometimes I'll touch my jacks to the wall and channel the sound of the train itself through me. That's not perfect though because trains have a lot going on. Motors, the wheels on the rails, there's something that goes on with an air compressor?" She shrugged again. "If you have a better solution, I'm - heh - all ears."

Hmm. What was the best place to suggest? Chest had breathing. Neck also had breathing. Wrist? Mina twisted her wrist to expose the inside to the girl and smiled encouragingly. "What if you listen to my heartbeat until it's time for us to get off? I'm going all the way to the end of the line, so you can't be going further than me."

"First of all, let me just say that this whole situation is significantly more homoerotic than I saw my Sunday afternoon being." Snorting, the girl gestured back and forth between them. "Cute girl wants me to listen to her heartbeat. So I guess that's a thing I'm doing."

As the girl brought both of her earjacks up to wrap around Mina's wrist, the tips delicately pressing against her vein, Mina grinned wolfishly. "Oh, this could get… so much more homoerotic." Bringing her other hand up, Mina pressed the girl back a few centimeters, pinning her to the wall. "There. How's that for homoerotic?"

A bright blush exploded across the girl's face and she squirmed in the narrow gap between the wall and Mina's body. "Oh. So my afternoon is going to be this homoerotic. Cool, I guess."

Noticing that a few people were eyeing them, Mina flared her wings outward and then brought them up to provide a barrier between the girl and the outside world. "So, where are you headed this afternoon?"

"Actually, I'd rather not talk if it's all the same to you. I just want to listen to your heartbeat." Bringing her hand up, the girl gestured back and forth between them. "I'm not saying you can't talk. I just sort of… want to single mindedly focus on your heartbeat to reduce the odds of having a panic attack." She shook her head remorsefully. "This is why I mostly take cabs."

Considering that Mina loved to talk? She could absolutely fill the void with white noise until they got to their destination. From her ride earlier, she knew it wouldn't be long. "Well, my name is Toyotama! The Dragon of Chiba! Although I've been getting some lackluster reception on that, so you can also call me Mina. Last names are for strangers, and I feel like we're not strangers anymore."

The girl glanced down at the hand pressing her against the wall, and her lips quirked upward.

"Exactly! Exactly. Hmm. What else? Well, I'm from Chiba if you couldn't tell from my heroic epithet. I'm actually in town for the UA High entrance exam; did that yesterday and then slept over at… a friend's house last night." Mina nibbled on her lip thoughtfully. She genuinely did love to talk, but she was used to talking to someone who talked back. She felt a little awkward just talking about herself, but the girl had literally asked for it… so yeah. "Oh! As you can see, my quirk is Holy Dragon. I'm a delightfully weird mish mash of angel and dragon, but I have horns and a tail and breathe fire so I'm clearly not a pink angel."

The girl raised an eyebrow at that.

Mina let out a huff. "I'm not! Angels don't breathe fire! Or have tails! I have and I do! Clearly a dragon!" Leaning forward, she grinned mischievously as she pressed her chest against the girl's, peering past her out the window. "Oh! I recognize this stop! Last one before we get off!"

The pair lapsed into silence for the final two or three minutes of the trip until they pulled into the Shin-Musutafu station. Peering up at her, the girl blushed darker as she squirmed out from between Mina and the wall. "Thanks for the very memorable ride, I guess?"

As the girl headed for the doors, Mina turned and stretched out a hand after her. "Wait! I never got your name!"

Smirking, the girl waved goodbye with one of her earjacks. "I didn't give it."

Watching the girl disappear into the crowd, Mina waved after her. "Well, the essence of being a hero is helping people, so I guess that was good of me? Still. What a cute girl. I wonder if I'll ever see her again."

Statistically, the odds were quite obviously against her… but weirder things had happened.

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"Mina! I met someone at the entrance exam!"

Gasping in excitement, Mina hurried down the column of desks to where Kirishima Eijiro sat at the front of the room. "You did? You need to tell me… everything."

Sitting up straighter in his seat, Eijiro nodded excitedly. "We were in the same battle center. His quirk is making explosions. He racked up an insane amount of points. Super manly. And…" The ravenet grinned mischievously. "I froze. I did not say a single damn thing to him. Just sort of stared at him longingly."

That wasn't the love story that Mina was hoping for! That wasn't the story she was hoping for at all! "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me me twice, that's just fucked up. You know I'm dumb as hell. Like, come on."

Eijiro had the audacity to laugh at her, reaching up to run his hand through his pitch black spikes. "Sorry, I just wanted to have something that matched your big weekend. Your story was insane. Like, since when do you actually know how to talk to girls? You go three years of awkwardly pining, I look away for a day and a half and suddenly you've got five girlfriends?"

Cocking her head to the side, Mina counted them off on her fingers. "Tooru, Tsuyu, Ochako, Fuyumi, Izumi. Yep, five girlfriends. Possible leads on up to three others, but I don't want to jinx it so we won't talk about them. But yeah. I was informed that dragons are supposed to have hoards. And I realized that I am a bad dragon."

"…Mina, I'm begging you, be very careful how and around who you use that phrase." At the rosette's questioning look, Eijiro leaned in and lowered his voice. "That's the name of a sex toy."

Golden eyes widening, Mina let out a gasp and leaned even closer to her best friend. "Okay but how do you know that?" Wait. How did Ochako know that? She had… so many questions now.

Eijiro shrugged defensively. "Uh, Reddit's age verification system is literally just going to User Settings, Profile, and flipping a switch to see NSFW stuff? I have seen some shit that I wished I could unsee, mind you, but… yeah."

How scandalous! How come she'd never thought of that? Well, mostly because she barely had an idea of what Reddit was and accordingly didn't have an account on the site… but maybe that was something to look into? If it was full of horny shit, as Ejirio was implying, it might be a ripe new market for her feet pictures. "Okay so can I keep going with my story or do you want to talk about sex toys?"

Waving his hand dismissively, Eijiro shook his head. "I'm going to be real with you, I am gay enough that I don't even want to be in the same prefecture as a girl talking about sex toys."

Fair enough. Mina pulled back a bit, her volume coming back up as they returned to publicly acceptable subject matter. "In which case… I was informed that I was supposed to have a hoard. And so I decided that I wanted to have a hoard of cute girls."

"As one does."

"And so I debated for like, a solid fifteen or twenty seconds. Did I just want to collect a bunch of girls? Or did I want to date a bunch of girls?" Mina paused for dramatic effect before continuing. "And so obviously I wanted to date a bunch of girls. Being super gay and all."

"As one does."

Pulling out her phone, Mina opened up the photo app and began flipping through some of the pictures she'd taken that weekend. "And so yeah, now I have five girlfriends. Sadly they've yet to all be in the same place at the same time, but there's next weekend for that. So… Tsuyu and Ochako and Tooru. Fuyumi and Tooru. Izumi. I have girlfriends!"

Eijiro offered her an excited thumbs up before leaning in to peer at the photo on her phone screen. "Wait, is that another dragon girl? You actually met another dragon? And you're dating her?"

Shaking her head, Mina flipped to a photo she'd taken of Izumi with her eyes glowing as she kissed Mina's cheek. "Close but no cigar. She's a succubus. Which… pretty closely overlaps with dragon when you're talking monster girls, so I feel like we have plenty that we can learn from each other. She can actually get stronger by kissing me, so… oh shoot, I keep forgetting that she flunked the entrance exam."

"How do you… I mean, maybe I'm biased because I'm really tough but those robots were a piece of cake." Eijiro pantomimed punching a few times before peering up at Mina uncertainly. "Like, I probably would have scored more than the thirty-nine points that I did if I didn't keep slowing down to help other people."

Mina sighed and nodded. "Yeah, I got seventy-eight points. Those robots were really not that tough. But, uh, Izumi's quirk didn't activate until most of the way through the exam. She took out an entire zero pointer, broke half her body in the process, and scored absolutely zero points on the practical because of that."

Eyes widening, Eijiro let out a low whistle. "The zero pointer? That thing was huge! And she managed to beat one?"

Grinning, Mina pantomimed one slow punch. "She literally shouted 'smash' and took it out in a single hit. Like, it was the coolest thing I've ever seen. Broke both her legs jumping up that high, though, and so I had to catch her on the way down. Which, I mean, awesome way to introduce yourself to a girl. Saving her from splattering herself on the pavement."

"Yeah, uh, I can see why she likes you. Even with your many and varied personality flaws." Mina let out an outraged gasp and Eijiro chuckled before leaning back to dodge her attempt to swat him. "Kidding, kidding. Well, I hope you six are happy together. And that you remember your old friend Eijiro once in a while now that you're drowning in women."

Mina nodded rapidly, reaching out to grab his hand and squeeze it. "Of course I'm going to have time for you. You're still my best friend. Me having a girlfriend - or five - doesn't change that at all. And it sounds like we're going to be going to UA High together. You're not getting rid of me that easily."

Chuckling, Eijiro nodded to acknowledge her point. "Speaking of which, I was thinking of a 'new year, new me' sort of thing. Do you know anything about dying hair?"

"I don't but I think Tooru might?" At Eijiro's genuinely curious look, Mina sighed in exasperation. "It was a joke. Because she's invisible. God, I'm going to make you a slideshow about my girlfriends or something so you can learn who's who. But in all seriousness, literally millions of teenage girls dye their hair at home every year. I am reasonably certain that between the two of us, we can figure it out. Why, what color were you thinking?"

Eijiro reached up to play with his spikes. "Okay, so the hero costume that I submitted is red and black and I'm thinking of calling myself Red Riot. As a homage to Crimson Riot, who - as you know - is my favorite hero. So obviously the black hair would coordinate with my costume but… what if I do red hair instead? Like, red-red. Costume red. Stop sign red."

Nodding eagerly, Mina opened up her browser. "First thing's first: let's see how long it would take to get hair dye delivered to my house without spending a fortune on shipping. If we're lucky, I can Prime it and we can do this tomorrow after school. If not? Well, I mean, we have two entire weeks. We'll make it work."

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"I brought you a bento!"

Mina grinned up at the two different girls standing in front of her desk, waving her hands excitedly. "Ladies, ladies, there is room in my stomach for everyone. Wait, no. That sounded way more vore fetish than I wanted it to. Can I try that again from the beginning?"

If anyone in her school was going to confess to her, it was definitely going to be Yoshin Furuko. And evidently Minuga Hana as well? But absolutely Furuko. The two of them were the most similar when it came to personality, or at least the core aspects of it. They were both active, energetic extroverts who loved to talk to anyone about anything anytime anywhere. They both went to the same gym near the school after classes let out for the day, Mina to help pursue her dream of heroics and Furuko because she was on the track team. Among other things, she could hurl a mean javelin? How she didn't see the heroic potential in being able to run really fast and throw pointy weapons, Mina didn't know but Furuko was looking to go to high school and then onward to college to become an insurance adjuster. Which… seemed really boring to Mina but being on good terms with someone working in the insurance probably wouldn't be a bad thing for a hero?

Hana on the other hand was pure wifey material. Her life ambition was literally to grow up, marry someone, and look after the house. The class didn't need to draw lots to see who stayed after to clean up the classroom; Hana volunteered constantly. She always brought amazing food for lunch, which she evidently made herself. She could cook and sew and knit and crochet and probably ten other domestic skills that she was carefully cultivating for her future. She just… wasn't exactly prime marriage material among the boys in the class on account of the fact that she was quirkless. Not that Mina minded in the least. Her quirk was cool, sure, but quirks weren't the end all and be all of existence. And it wasn't like she had to worry about Hana passing her quirklessness down to their children.

Tsuyu might have to worry about that? Could she still… and for that matter… hmm. Something to consider if anything came of this, Mina supposed.

Giggling, Furuko nodded her head before shoving her bento toward Mina. "It's okay, I accept that you say dumb things. It's part of your charm. And I'm not going to lie, I'm actually sort of glad that Hana brought you some too because I actually didn't bring you an entire bento, I was just hoping to share my bento with you. Now there's food for everyone."

A serene smile crossed Hana's face as she held out the actual entire ojyu bento that she'd brought for the two of them to share. "I, of course, made enough for both of us to share properly. As one would expect of a courtship attempt."

Wanting to nip any real sense of competitiveness in the bud - a little was fun but too much would get toxic fast - Mina held up a hand. "I appreciate that both of you thought of me in your own individual ways. And Hana, it's okay that Furuko just wanted to share what she had. Not all of us can cook. I know that I definitely can't. Home cooked food is definitely appreciated, but I am a firm believer in that it's the thought that counts."

"Of course." Hana turned to Furuko and bowed apologetically. "I didn't mean to belittle you. Cooking food is just something that I genuinely enjoy doing, so I thought it was a good way to show my affections for Mina." Setting the oversized bento down on Mina's desk, she carefully pulled the neighboring desk over so that she could take a seat. "I'm sure if we pool our lunches, there's more than enough for the three of us."

Swinging her leg over the seat, Furuko straddled the back of the desk in front of Mina and then grunted as she scooted it forward until they were practically touching. "Wait, did you bring any food today, Mina? We might have more food than we know what to do with."

Mina nodded, reaching down to grab her own bento out of her book bag. Her mother was actually a fairly decent cook, if a bit repetitive. Her lunch was sure to be good, just… boring. "We do! But that's okay. I tend to burn a lot of calories after school, so I'm pretty much a human garbage disposal."

The trio lapsed into silence as they opened their respective lunches, with Mina peering down into hers first. Oh snap. Natto gunkan maki. She was eating good today. She glanced over at Hana's offering and perked up excitedly. Octopus hot dogs! Ahh! Cute! Hana smiled and inched the bento closer, and Mina took the invitation and snatched one for herself. Furuko turned out to have honest to goodness peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with some sort of snack mix packed around them, which Mina was not mad about sharing at all. As Mina eyed her lunch, Furuko cleared her throat. "So… about that whole hoard offer…"

"Really? In front of my natto?" Mina leaned forward and curled one arm around her bento protectively, before flicking her left wing out to brush again Furuko's shoulder playfully. "No, seriously, hoard offer. Go on."

Furuko shrugged helplessly. "I was hoping you'd be willing to explain things a bit more. I mean, I've been sort of flirting with you on and off since we met on the first day of junior high and it's been obvious this whole time that you like girls but you just… never acknowledged me? Then you go off to take your high school exam and come home with five girlfriends? And you're open for more? And you're at least humoring me, instead of taking the clichéd confession attempt and telling me thanks but no thanks. I am… very confused. Interested. But confused."

Nodding in agreement, Hana blushed faintly as she took a bite of rice. "I was more of the admire from afar type, but I did notice that you didn't actually seem seriously interested in anyone. Including Furuko, whose interest was pretty obvious. No offense, Furuko; I don't know how subtle you were trying to be. And now… Mina, you have an entire hoard. Which I'm assuming is just you trying to sound more dragon-like about having a polycule? You're not trying to be a harem protagonist, are you?"

A soft huff escaped Mina as she shook her head. "Well, I was going to be but then all my girlfriends turned out to be really fucking gay on me." Pausing for a moment, she giggled and shook her head. "In all seriousness, being a harem protagonist is a cool idea and all but you know what's cooler? Getting to watch girls make out. Which I didn't know I was into until Fuyumi and Tooru made out in front of me, and you know what? I was really into it!"

Evidently sharing the same thought, Furuko and Hana exchanged looks, blushed brightly, and promptly turned back to their respective food. Which was slightly disappointing. Girls love would have been an excellent side dish to go with her sushi for lunch. "Yes. Well." Furuko tugged at the collar of her uniform awkwardly. "I'm not any less interested than I've been for the last three years. Especially if it means I get to date that little white haired girl. What was her name? Fuyumi?"

"It is! And Fuyumi is great! She's completely comfortable with being short as shit and so she lets you give her piggyback rides." Mina pulled out her phone and quickly opened the photo app so she could load the photos she'd taken yesterday. "Look at how cute we are! And you're like, a solid three centimeters taller than me and probably stronger, so you could absolutely be her noble steed."

Furuko leaned in, her eyebrow arching curiously. "Is that… a side shave?"

"It is! There has to be one in every story!"

"Trying to break the fourth wall still isn't funny, Mina."

"Mou!"

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"Okay so I'm curious… breasts or thighs?"

"Personality."

Giggling, Mina bumped playfully against Furuko's side as they wandered down the hallway of their school. Lunch had been consumed and despite her claim of being a garbage disposal, Mina tended to eat a moderately-sized lunch and so the trio was left with time to kill before the fifth class period. "That's what I told the guy at KFC and he just stared at me!"

Furuko rolled her eyes at that even as Hana giggled into her hand. Bumping back against Mina, she considered the question for a moment before answering. "In all seriousness, ass. Or thighs if those are my only two options."

Oh! She was dating a girl with an amazing ass! And really nice soft squishy thighs! Digging her phone back out, Mina unlocked it and pulled up the photo app again so that she could flip to the desired picture. She'd actually managed to get a decent rear view of the girl on their walk to get lunch, and she excited the phone into Furuko's face. "Okay so let me introduce you to… Ochako."

"Oh my god."

"I know, right?!" As Furuko snatched her phone out of her hands and stared at the screen raptly, Mina looked over at Hana with a grin… and then her gaze turned speculative. Hana was a bit on the thiccer side. Not chubby, but she had some squish to her. At one fifty-nine, Mina was exactly one centimeter taller than the average for women and very proud of it. Hana was a tiny bit under the average, pretty much on par with Ochako. She had long, straight black hair that she kept in a hime cut and kind purple eyes. She was… very pretty, if Mina did say so herself, and she had absolutely no problem with adding the girl to her hoard if things worked out.

She contrasted considerably with Furuko, who clocked in at one sixty-two compared to Hana's one fifty-six, and who was leaner but more muscular. Mina was in great shape, or at least she was pretty sure she was, but Furuko was in even better shape than her. Then again, Furuko's geokinetic quirk did nothing to make her faster, or otherwise contribute to her life, since she couldn't really use it even casually without causing property destruction. And so Furuko had to work out hard to cultivate the speed that had brought the school several trophies over the past few years. In an era of wider color palettes, her bright red hair didn't stand out and…

Wait a minute.

Furuko had red hair.

Eijiro wanted to dye his hair red.

Eijiro tended to compliment Furuko a lot, since she was one of the 'manlier' girls in class.

Did Eijiro have a crush on Furuko?

Was Eijiro in fact bisexual?

She absolutely needed to tease her best friend about this at some point!

But first… she'd been eyeing Hana for a reason. Furuko liked thick thighs and big butts. Hana had some serious booty and great thighs. So what was stopping… "Furuko, question. Would you go on a date with Hana?"

Startled, Furuko peered across Mina at Hana and then shrugged hesitantly. "I mean, I've never really considered it because she's kind of quiet and we just… don't really cross paths much? Oh. Is this a hoard test thing? Because if you say yes to me and then say yes to her, then the two of us will be connected and you want to know what will happen?"

"I mean, I wasn't but I'm thinking that now. Like, I'm going to be headed to Musutafu for most of each week day. You guys would have an easier time seeing each other than me. But also…" Darting out from between the two of them, Mina spun around and grabbed their hands, bringing them together. "You know I love matchmaking. You two would be an adorable couple. Hana, you like girls like me, so you would probably get along really well with Furuko. Furuko, I've seen you flirt with other quiet girls, so I know that Hana is in your wheelhouse. I'm probably like, the exception to your rule considering what I've seen in the last three years. So… how about it? Why don't the two of you go out on a date?"

Blinking, Hana looked down at where Furuko was holding her hand and then up at the taller redhead. "I… honestly never considered it. I'm still coming to terms with the fact that I'm bisexual, to be honest; I haven't even told my parents yet. Realizing that I was attracted to you was sort of my sexual awakening, Mina."

Mina gasped in delight and brought her hands up to her chest. "I love that so much! Like, you have no idea how flattering that is. But let me just clarify, this isn't a no or a dodge or something. This is me just saying… you two would probably be paired off within the polycule anyway. Like, you live in the same neighborhood. Even if you end up going to separate high schools in town, you'll still be the physically closest to each other and have the easiest time seeing each other. So maybe do you want to see if you'd be happier eliminating the middlemina and just dating each other?"

"I mean…" Furuko offered Hana an uncertain smile. "She's not wrong about me loving the 'extrovert adopts an introvert' dynamic. Mina is definitely the exception to my flirting habits. Mostly so I can brag about getting a piece of tail." Mina let out a gasp, letting her tail curl around so she could hug it to her chest. "Kidding. Or am I? Guess we'll find out if I get that first date at some point."

Mina shook her head vehemently at that. "Getting tail is like, a third date activity minimum. I'm flirty, but I'm not easy!"

Chuckling, Furuko waved dismissively at Mina's objection. "Just putting this out there, I dated a high schooler for six months. I could probably teach you a few things." She winked at the rosette playfully before turning back to Hana. "I feel like it's entirely up to you? I'm not not interested, but I feel like I'm sort of Mina Lite and so I would completely understand if you decide you'd rather go straight for the real thing."

"I feel like you're being too hard on yourself. You and Mina are similar, yes, and so I can see myself dating you… but you are also your own person with your own positive qualities. Like these 'things' of yours. I might be interested in learning as well." Hana blushed and squirmed in place a bit before looking over at Mina. "Would you perhaps be willing to set a deadline of… say, not this Friday but next Friday? Furuko and I can date until then, and then give you our decision?"

Mina tapped the end of her tail against her chin. That… would probably work out well. Considering her plans for her hoardicule was - pending the girl's agreement, of course - to descend on Fuyumi's house every Friday night for the next two weeks and spend the weekend having fun in Musutafu with as many partners as she could gather into one place? Deciding by the end of school next Friday would allow Furuko and Hana to hop on the train with her and meet everyone else, if they decided they still wanted to date her. "That sounds perfect! Last day of school, possibly the first day of our relationship! That's so exciting! I love it!"

Shaking her head slowly, Furuko let out a low whistle. "Holy shit, we are almost there, aren't we? God, I hope I get into Mimomi. I am really not looking forward to the commute downtown to Makuhari Sohgoh."

"You're going to complain about that commute when I have to go all the way to Musutafu each day for high school?"

"You know what? Yes. I absolutely am."

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"Sneak sneak sneak!"

Mina looked around wildly at the sound of a familiar voice as she stood outside her school, having just gotten out for the afternoon. That was without a doubt the voice of her most invisible girlfriend ever… but she couldn't spot a single set of empty clothes. Also, she'd literally just gotten out of school and theoretically so had Tooru, meaning her girlfriend should still be in Tokyo at the moment. "Tooru? Where are you?"

A pair of invisible arms wrapped around Mina from behind and then a pair of lips kissed her neck. "Boo!" Mina spun around in Tooru's arms to find… absolutely nothing? Mina raised her hands, remembered that her grasp of spatial perception wasn't great when it came to Tooru, and then let her hands drop back to her side. "Yeah, I'm naked."

Mina raised an eyebrow at that. "I can… well, not see that. But you know what I mean. Why are you naked? And how are you here? It's at least a thirty minute train ride from Tokyo to Chiba. Plus a subway and a bus? Like, a solid forty-five minutes to an hour in actuality? Considerably more than the literal zero minutes since your school let out."

"It's a funny story. See, I convinced my school that I should absolutely be allowed to show up to school like this as a way of preparing for my heroic future, especially since I was aiming to get into the illustrious UA High School. And they actually agreed." Given that she was wearing literally nothing, there was absolutely no sound in the pause that Tooru made but Mina pictured her gesturing to herself for lack of other options. "So… I left my uwabaki at my desk, along with all my supplies and my backpack, and took off after sixth period. I found an excellent corndog on a stick, and then came here to see you."

That was… actually really clever of her, Mina had to admit. And the rosette couldn't really say anything because if she had a foolproof way of playing hooky, she absolutely would. She did have one question, though. "How do you 'go home' at the end of the day? Like, surely the teacher is going to notice your stuff is still there after everyone else leaves?"

Tooru brought her hands up to cup Mina's cheeks, leaning in to rub their noses together. "Already thought of that. One of my classmates has a minor telekinetic quirk. Like, only ten kilograms or so but enough that she can discreetly sneak my stuff out of the classroom. I'm going to walk to school with her tomorrow and get my stuff back. And, well, take a zero on a few homework assignments but I feel like we're in that meaningless period between junior high and high school so who really cares?

Also fair. Mina was still doing all her homework just because she didn't want to get lazy over the next two weeks and bring bad habits with her to UA - if she got in - but she could understand Tooru's perspective. Especially combined with the very viable hooky option. "Well, I'm not going to encourage your bad behavior but since you're already here… want to go do something?"

"Um, obviously." Tooru brushed a kiss against Mina's lips. "Possibly at the mall, so I can…" Trailing off, she let out a loud sigh. "I do not have my wallet. I did not think this through. For that matter, we might want to stop by that corndog stand so you can pay for the corndog I took?"

She probably hadn't paid for the train, either, Mina realized, not that there was much she could do about it now. She would absolutely pay the corndog vendor back, though, because she supported local businesses. "Hmm. You're a little shorter than me, but my clothes should still fit you. Do you want to head over to my place, grab some actual clothes, and then go do something fun?"

Releasing Mina, Tooru made a thoughtful noise. "I mean, going back to your apartment means that I can curl up with the second best plushy collection in the polycule and we can snuggle. Hmm. Honestly torn. Want clothes, but not sure I can resist the urge to snuggle if it presents itself."

Mina giggled and reached out blindly, managing to somehow snag Tooru's forearm and then slide her hand down until she grabbed Tooru's. "I mean, it's still early and you don't have that long of a trip home. We could do a solid snuggle session, eat whatever my mom cooks for dinner, and then go out for a few hours."

"Can we do that? That sounds excellent." Already having visited Mina's home several times before, Tooru was able to take the lead and pull the rosette down the sidewalk away from her school. "So, cute girlfriend small talk. How was your day?"

Mina swung their arms back and forth between them playfully as they walked. Given her wings, people tended to give her a wide berth when walking down the sidewalk and she intended to take full advantage of it. "Not bad. Had a little natto for lunch. Had some peanut butter and jelly. Had two girls confess to me. Hooked them up with each other."

Her arm was yanked backwards as Tooru stopped walking, standing still for a few seconds before darting forward to catch back up with Mina's attempts to keep going. "You what? What happened to twenty-four girls? Two girls is like… I don't know what percent of twenty-four that is, but it is a non-zero percent of progress toward your goal. Why did you do that?'

"Pragmatism. Furuko and Hana are going to both be here in Chiba when I head to Musutafu for school." Mina gestured back and forth between herself and Tooru. "You and I can do cute shit after school and then take the train home. Or like, we can take the train to Tokyo and then do stuff and you can go home and I'll take the train the rest of the way to Chiba. My point is, we're going to have easier access to each other for the near future. They'd be like… either weekend girlfriends or I would have to decide between the evening in Musutafu with everyone from UA or the evening in Chiba with them. They're going to be harder to see. So if they do join the hoard, they need to be comfortable spending a lot of time together. Ergo…"

"You know what ergo means?"

"Ergo! I asked them to go out on a date or two and then report back." Mina brought her free hand up to her chest. "Personally, I think they're both total cuties and I will absolutely add them to my hoard if they want. But if they decide they'd be happier just dating each other? I want them to have that revelation now instead of six months from now when they'd need to break up with us to do it."

Humming softly, Tooru raised their hands up over their heads and then did… something? Possibly spun herself? God, they really needed to get her some clothes. This was getting old faster than an avocado left on the counter. "That actually makes a lot of sense. Because also like, what if the rest of us met them and got attached to them and then they decided to go off on their own? Heartbreak all over the place."

Mina nodded emphatically. "Exactly! Like, I know that it's completely unrealistic to expect each of twenty-four girls to have exactly perfectly even feelings for all other twenty-four girls in the polycule. There's going to be pairs or trios that form, and that's completely natural and acceptable to me. But I want to promote an environment that makes it so none of those pairs or trios is like 'adios bitchachos' and decides to strike out on their own. So I asked Furuko and Hana to make an informed decision."

"Wow. That's… surprisingly intelligent for you."

"I know, right?"

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"You can keep that if you want."

"Thanks? I think? I mean, I feel like you giving it to me is a less than generous offer because, well…" Tooru gestured at Mina's wings. "You can't really wear a kigu. What are you going to do with it if you don't give it to me? Keep it in your closet some more?"

Huffing, Mina batted at Tooru's hand playfully. "I'll give it to a girlfriend who appreciates my generosity more, that's what I'll do." It wasn't her fault that she couldn't wear a kigurumi. Or, well, much of anything with a back. Or for that matter, her fault that simps consistently either forget that or underestimated how small ten whole ass wings could compress. She had a whole pile of shit in her closet that she absolutely couldn't wear. If Tooru was going to make a habit of showing up at her house naked, though? She absolutely knew where a good chunk of it was going.

Besides, Tooru looked absolutely adorable in a Toothless kigu. Now they were matching dragons! They were thematic! And back before she'd opened the package and failed at fitting into the thing, Mina had looked it up online and the seller made a matching Lightfury kigu. Which they absolutely needed to get for Fuyumi at some point. Possibly someone else? Probably Fuyumi, though. She had the coloration for it. Although Toothless was more her aesthetic? Hmm. Would it look weird if they just went around as a roving pack of Toothless…es? Toothlessi? What was the plural of Toothless?

Wait. Tooth. Teeth. Would they be Teethless?

Mina turned to Tooru to ask, only to find her girlfriend staring off at something on the other side of the street. Following her gaze, she raised an eyebrow. There was a cute girl who didn't look to be much older than them looking very lost while studying a map of all things. A cute girl in a hero costume? Mina was officially intrigued. "Is it heroic to help a hero? I feel like it is."

Cocking her head to the side, Tooru continued to stare at the heroine for a few seconds before snickering. "I'm not going to lie, I absolutely want to make her assquaintance."

Oh good, so it wasn't just her. The blonde's hero costume was a simple tan, purple, and orange bodysuit that did nothing to disguise the fact that the girl - like Mina and Tsuyu - had been gifted with an amazing ass. Was it more amazing than Mina's? She wasn't sure. Maybe if they got closer, Tooru would be able to give her an informed opinion? And so Mina nodded decisively. "Helping people in need is the essence of being a hero! All Might said that! So we should absolutely go, uh… fuck, you said assquaintance and now that's stuck in my head. Thanks a lot, Tooru."

"I'm gonna say that to her. I want to see how she reacts. Worst case scenario, I dump the kigu and run like hell." Before Mina could stop her, Tooru darted across the street toward the girl, leaving Mina hurrying to keep up. Striding up to the young heroine confidently, Tooru cleared her throat to get the blonde's attention. "Hi! My name is Hagakure Tooru, and it is an absolute pleasure to make your assquaintance."

The blonde's purple eyes widened and then she let out a delighted giggle. "Have you ever used that line on anyone else?" When Tooru shook her head, the blonde pumped her fist excitedly. "I'm stealing it. After every battle, I'm going to introduce myself and tell the crowd that it's a pleasure to make their assquaintance. Thanks, Hagakure."

First of all, wow, Touhoku accent. Mina had never experienced that in person before. It wasn't bad enough that she felt like she needed subtitles, but the way the blonde's Is and Us tended to mush into a single sound was… disconcerting? Second of all, the girl had a nice rack to go with her amazing ass. Double bubble material.

Taking a step forward, Tooru reached out to place her left hand on the taller girl's shoulder. "Strangers call me Hagakure. But you? You can call me Tooru." She tossed her invisible hair before leaning in a little. "Hey."

"Hey." The girl looked over at Tooru's hand for a moment, the corner of her mouth quirking upward. "Well, technically when I'm on duty I'm Mount Lady, but I suppose I can make an exception and let you call me Yuu."

Looking back and forth between them, Mina let out a low whistle. "Jesus Christ, you talk a girl into making out with you and suddenly you're the Rizz Queen? What the hell is going on here?"

Tooru looked over at Mina. "I've been looking videos on how to flirt on YouTube. I mean, I need to do my part to help you achieve your dream of having a hoard of twenty-four girls? I feel like it was the wink that really sold it. I mean, the 'hey' on its own is just sort of… eh. But the 'hey' with the playful wink? That's gold." Yuu looked over at Mina and mouthed 'wink', to which the rosette shrugged. Tooru tended to have a bit too much fun with the fact that she was invisible sometimes. One of these days, Mina was going to slap a full face of makeup on her girlfriend so she could actually see the girl's facial expressions… but today wasn't that day. "So, what brings you to Chiba? With a map?"

Shooting a quick glance down at the map that she was holding in the space between them, Yuu sighed despondently. "I'm a second year at Kinmu High School in Sapporo. I got my provisional license last September, but it took me a while to find an agency that would offer me a work study. Today's my first day here in Chiba, and… I thought a map would be more trustworthy than a phone?" She pouted and shook the map in frustration. "It is not."

Okay but like, serious props for having the skills to read a map? Because Mina did not. Was that something they taught in hero school? Or just a skill that Yuu had picked up along the way? "Well, Tooru is just here visiting me but like, I've lived here my entire life. Why don't you tell me where you're trying to go and I can help you get there?"

"Well, I'm trying to go places. Plural." Yuu opened the map before spinning around to place herself between Mina and Tooru so both girls could see the map, which had several locations circled in red. "I think I'm in Makuharihongo? Right? I pretty much figured if I followed long until I hit the signs for the border with Narashino and then hung a left, I'd eventually find my way to Hamada? The train station in Hamada is the only one that I haven't visited yet today. I probably should have just followed the Keiyou line the entire way, but they gave me other landmarks that I should try to find too and I didn't just want to walk next to the tracks forever?"

Peering down at the map, Mina perked up. There was only one train station in Hamada, and so she knew exactly where Yuu was trying to get to. "You're looking for the Makuhari-Toyosuna station, which is very badly named considering it's in neither of those two districts. Um… will you turn me in for public quirk use?" When Yuu raised an eyebrow, Mina gestured with her hands. "See the gap next to the highway on the map? That's a giant train yard. So your choices are a really long walk all the way to the Hamada River and then south until you get past the yard and can head over to the train station… or I can fly you straight there in like, two or three minutes flat."

Yuu opened and closed her mouth several times before sighing. "What if I close my eyes so I don't technically witness your illegal quirk use? Because right now my feet are… so sore."

"Deal!"

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"Okay but like, imagine how much crime you can stop at a mall? Purse snatchers! Shoplifters! And…" Trailing off, Mina looked to Tooru in askance. "Tooru, help me out here."

Tooru tapped one of her covered fingers against her invisible chin. "No, I think you've pretty much nailed it. Purse snatchers and shoplifters. And maybe like, delinquents? Although I feel like most of that would be quirkless simple crime so maybe patrolling the mall isn't the best idea? Although! Although. People like to see heroes. It makes them feel more comfortable. So doing a smaller area like Hamada that just so happens to regularly include the mall could work."

Munching on a piece of sushi that Kanazawa Maimon had generously given her when they passed through the lower level of the food court, Yuu nodded agreeably. "With my quirk, I could probably patrol a much bigger area than the average hero… but with my quirk, that's probably not a great idea."

Mina perked up curiously. She wasn't half the quirk nerd that Izumi seemed to be, but she was still fascinated by the sheer variety of quirks out there in the world. "What is your quirk? The hero name 'Mount Lady' doesn't really give it away. Unless… are you a transformation type? Into rock or something? If you are, I have a friend with a super similar quirk who's going to want to meet you as soon as humanly possible."

A soft chuckle escaped Yuu and she shook her head before bringing her hand up to the top of her head and slowly raising it upward. "My quirk is registered as Gigantification but I prefer to think of it as height multiplication." At Mina's questioning gaze, she shrugged self-consciously. "Giants generally aren't portrayed as being… pretty? Like, there are some pretty funky looking giants in mythology and media. So like I said, I like to think of myself as… a height multiplier."

"That's so cool! Although I understand what you mean about your quirk not being great for getting around. You can probably cover distance pretty quickly, but your footfalls probably fuck up the infrastructure if you're not careful." Mina sidled up next to Yuu, comparing their normal heights: Mina was one fifty-nine while Yuu was around two or three centimeters taller. "How much taller do you get? Like, three meters? Five?"

Yuu wiggled the hand that was still hanging over her head to draw Mina's attention and then drew it upward even further. "Try twenty meters. Exactly twenty sixty-two at the moment, which is probably as good as it's going to get unless I have a late growth spurt. And, well…" She gestured to her chest. "I feel like I'm already pretty full grown."

Actually, some girls continued to grow all the way through high school and well into college! It was a fact that her parents brought up every time she asked them for anything particularly expensive when it came to clothes. Yuu could still put on the centimeters in the coming years, in more than one direction. That said? "Twenty meters? That's so big! What's it like to get so tall?"

"Hang on, hang on." On Yuu's other side, Tooru leaned against the girl playfully. "So what I'm hearing is that if I want uppies, you're the girl to talk to."

Yuu chuckled, reaching out to poke Tooru's face. "You would be shocked and appalled at how many guys I've met who want me to pick them up. Or step on them."

Shaking her head, Tooru gestured across at Mina. "She sells feet pictures, so I absolutely would not. I'll pass on the being stepped on part because that is absolutely not my fetish. But I'm not going to lie, the idea of being picked up and hugged by a giant girl has appeal."

Huh. When she put it like that, Mina kinda wanted to be cuddled by a giant girl too. She'd assumed that Tooru just wanted literal 'uppies', and getting picked up and held off the ground didn't really appeal to her on account of being able to fly. She could get altitude any time she wanted it. But giant snuggles? That sounded fucking awesome. "See, this is I need to overthrow the government and establish a more quirk-friendly one. Yuu should absolutely be free to use her quirk to snuggle girls instead of just chasing down villains."

"Shh. You really need to have an indoor voice when you talk about that sort of thing. Especially to a hero. I am way too young to be getting put on an HPSC watch list as a potential Destro sympathizer." Yuu looked around nervously before stuffing a piece of sushi into Mina's mouth to keep her quiet. "I mean, I don't necessarily disagree that the quirk use restrictions need to be relaxed, but I'm not really in a place where I can do anything about it? And you're never going to be if you come out of the gate talking about that kind of stuff."

So in other words, keep quiet until she was more influential and could actually affect things? That made sense. Although Mina felt like she was already sort of influential? She had a solid hundred thousand followers on Instagram. That was a lot for a fifteen-year-old girl, right? Munching on her mouthful of sushi, Mina shot a considering look over at Yuu as she swallowed. "So, what time are you actually out tonight? Like, you are clearly not on a nine to five schedule or you would be done by now."

Yuu shook her head and glanced down at her wrist before rolling her eyes. "Right, I don't have my watch in hero costume. Um, what time is it? My shift is roughly noon to eight, and then I'll be going into an A-A-B rotation with Kinmu when my third year starts." At Mina's curious look, she elaborated. "Chiba, Chiba, Sapporo, repeat. At this point, I'm fairly self-sufficient but could use some polishing so I'm doing my core classes on my laptop and then I have supplementary hero training in person ever third week."

Hmm. Eight o'clock was a little late for a school night. Or at least a little late to be starting anything; Mina didn't mind being out past eight doing something but it wasn't really a fantastic time to be making plans for. "I'm sure that internships come with a day off. When are you off? We could make plans for a date. We as in me and you at a minimum; Tooru lives in Tokyo so she's accessible but I was going to make things simple for you to start."

"Wait wait, a date?" Yuu gestured from Mina across to where Tooru was on her other side and then back. "I've mostly been playing along all afternoon, but you two are confusing the heck out of me. I mean, Tooru started things off by flirting with me but it's become pretty obvious that the two of you are dating? But then you've been flirting with me too? I mean, I'm not averse but… help?"

Mina darted out in front of Yuu, carefully grabbing the blonde by her wrists to avoid spilling her gifted food. "I'm a dragon! My hoard is cute girls! Which is a thematic way of saying that we're poly! My goal is to assemble a giant polycule that rockets to the top of the charts to become the new number one… and we want you to join us!"

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"…and we want you to join us!"

Despite Mina's best efforts, Yuu's remaining sushi hit the ground as the blonde's jaw dropped and her container of food dropped from her limp fingers. After a few seconds, she managed to articulate a thought. "Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy…"

"But here's my number! So call me maybe!" Fuck, that was a good song. Super oldie but still a goodie. Laughing excitedly, Mina pulled out her phone and looked the blonde up and down curiously. "Where is your phone? I feel like you need to carry one so your boss can get ahold of you? Not to mention being able to check the Hero Network for information about incidents?"

Yuu stared down at her spilled sushi mournfully before sighing and refocusing on the conversation. Running her gloved hand down her side, she searched for a few seconds before finding the right spot and tugging downward on a very, very well concealed zipper to reveal a pocket. "I actually have a earbud for radioing to the agency, and get most of my updates that way. That's why I'm supposed to be learning the area. They want me to be able to respond to calls for help purely over the radio, without stopping to dig out my phone and ask for directions."

Scrunching up her nose in disgust, Mina looked down at her phone in dismay. It was the year of our Lord 2250. Cell phones were everywhere. What kind of backward ass person insisted on knowing the entire city by heart when the answer to 'where is that?' was only a click away? They were supposed to be heroes, not London taxis! Which… was a rabbit hole that she'd fallen down one night after seeing a post. Wait. Focus. "Do you want my number?"

Yuu nodded rapidly, holding her phone out toward Mina's so they could bump together and exchange information. "I mean, I have a lot of questions for you but I'm not going to say no to your number. Unless saying no to joining your, err, hoard disqualifies me from friendship too. In which case, I might not need your number."

Aww boo, she was going to say no? That hit Mina right in the feels. Wilting a bit, Mina stared up at the blonde uncertainly. "I mean, I realize it's a little sudden but I can't even get a 'can I get to know you more?' out of you? It's a no?"

"Wait, what? No. No nos." Yuu waved her hands rapidly between the two of them. "I was just saying that if friendship isn't on the table, I might not need your number because like, I am not yet saying no while also reserving myself the right to say no? Which I don't think is wrong of me? I would like to know more and then give you an educated answer."

That was turning into a common theme. Momo, Mei, and Saiko. Izumi. Now Yuu. Maybe she needed to get better at introducing herself and getting to know a girl before she asked them to join her polycule? She couldn't help herself, though. Girls were just so cute! "Sorry. Yeah, I jumped the gun a little. You're just really pretty and I've had really good luck just shooting my shots so I decided to go for it?"

Yuu waved her hands placatingly. "You didn't jump like, a regular gun. You jumped a sniper rifle. Like, whatever the world's biggest sniper rifle is. You jumped that. But it's okay. The situation's not unrecoverable. I just… need you to take a deep breath and slow down."

Not sure whether or not the blonde was being literal, Mina decided better safe than sorry and actually inhaled deeply. Exhaling slowly, she brought her hands up to her chest. "So. Let's try this again. I'm Mina, and I'm polyamorous. And I would be - at a minimum - interested in taking you out on a date. If things go well, the progression is obvious. But at this point, I would at least like to take you on a date. Singular. Are you interested?"

"I mean, I'm usually not into people shorter than me but I mean, a good set of heels could fix that problem for you." Yuu grinned impishly before reaching out and measuring from the top of Mina's horns. "Or maybe… close enough?"

Mina huffed and straightened up as best she could before reaching up to draw her hand across from the tip of her horns to… the middle of Yuu's horns. Damn. So much for that one. Shrugging, she kicked one foot up behind her and peered down at her foot. "I mean, I've had weirder requests from a potential date than 'wear tall shoes'."

Nodding sagely, Tooru gestured to Mina's foot with both hands. "Fuyumi wants to lick her feet."

"Mmm, suddenly slightly alarmed at this polycule situation. Not to yuck anyone's yum or anything, but… oof." Yuu eyed Mina uncertainly. "Then again, we're trying to focus on the singular two person date offer at the moment, right? So I'm just going to push that to the corner of my mind to be considered later. I'm off Wednesdays and Thursdays. If I was going to say yes to a date, would either of those work for you?"

As a matter of fact, her social calendar was surprisingly open for someone who had as many girlfriends as she did. Mostly because with the exception of Tooru, she couldn't really just dip out to see someone casually. And so Mina pretended to think about it for a moment before nodding slowly. "I could probably manage to fit you in on one of those days."

Tooru let out a snort before leaning in toward Yuu, her voice dropping a little but not altogether too much given that they were still in the middle of the mall. "I spoiled her with a visit today but I'm going to be spending time with my friends the rest of the week and nobody else lives close enough to randomly hang out with her. She's completely free both days."

The corner of Yuu's mouth inched upward even as Mina let out an aggravated huff. "I was trying to make myself seem cooler than I really am. Thanks for ruining that for me, you great big invisible buzzkill." Pushing Tooru out of the way, Mina took a step forward. "So, what do you say to Wednesday? We can hang out and if I make a really good impression, that'll.." She trailed off. "Right. You can't just come with me for the weekend. You'll be working. Well shit."

"The thought is appreciated, I assure you." Yuu reached out to take Mina's hand, raising it up to chest level in the space between them. "Any idea what we'd do on a date? Like, sell me on something here. What's going to be worth leaving the agency on one of my few days off?"

Mina furrowed her brow in thought. What would be a fun, interesting way to spend time together, especially given that Yuu was new to the area. "What about if we go to Mihama-en?" At Yuu's questioning look, she elaborated. "It's in the Hibino District of Mihama Ward. It's a really big and neat garden! We could walk around, see the sights, and get to know each other better. And then after that, the hotel district is directly north of the garden so there's plenty of places to eat."

Smiling brightly, Yuu nodded agreeably. "You know what, that actually does sound like a lot of fun. I'm a bit of a nature girl, so a garden sounds right up my alley. And you can't go wrong with food; I'm an active girl, so I never miss a meal. Sounds good to me. Why don't you walk me back to the agency that I'm working at and we'll sort out details?"

Tooru clapped her hands together excitedly. "So, is anyone going to thank me? Mina, mostly looking at you here. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be going out on a date on Wednesday."

Well, to be fair she'd been thinking of messaging this cute orange-haired girl who had slid into her DMs over the weekend and evidently lived somewhere in Chiba Prefecture with her… but she'd give credit where credit was due. "Thank you, Tooru."

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Sprawling out on her bed, Mina fiddled with her phone for a moment. Then she moved her plush pink bulldog under her head, because it provided support than her actual pillow when she was trying to use her phone. And then she fiddled with her phone a bit more. The night was young! Well, not really. It was ten o'clock. But she wasn't really quite ready to go to bed yet.

Mina flipped over to Find My and picked Tooru, watching as the little dot indicating her girlfriend's position moved along the rails toward Tokyo. Today had been a fun day. Spent time with Tooru. Met a potential new girlfriend. Spent more time with Tooru. Kissed Tooru a bunch of times on the very bed that she was snuggled up in. Grabbed Tooru's invisible ass. Kissed her goodnight at the front door. Good times were had by all.

What was… literally everyone else doing? Switching to LINE, Mina hovered over the group chat for a moment but it was dead at the moment. Which was fine. Not everyone was a night owl like she was. Fuyumi and Izumi both seemed to be morning people which… oof. That was going to suck when they grew up and moved in together. Which she still had to figure out at some point because a house for an entire hoard was probably going to be hard to come by.

Maybe Fuyumi could forge Endeavor's signature on a mortgage application?

A typing notification appeared over Izumi's icon and Mina grinned excitedly before switching to the chat and tapping the option to video call the girl. Why type at each other all night when they could just talk? After a few seconds, the call connected and the rosette waved excitedly. "Hi!"

"Hey. Uh, hmm. I feel like I'm probably as awkward on a video call as I am in person." Izumi rubbed the back of her head sheepishly as she shifted positions, inadvertently giving Mina a glance straight down the front of another tank top that was holding on for dear life. "Are you sure that you wouldn't rather just message back and forth?"

Mina shook her head rapidly. "I like your voice! And your face! And I don't mind that you're awkward. I say dumb things sometimes. We can be weird together." She brought the phone up to her face, pressing her lips to the front facing camera for a moment before backing it off again. "I thought of you today."

Blushing, Izumi flopped onto her back on the bed and squirmed around to get comfortable. "I thought about you too. I wanted to tell my friends about you but, uh, no friends so that wasn't happening."

Aww, that was so sad! Everyone deserved to have someone to gush to about their romantic happiness. Mina furrowed her brow for a second before realizing there was a solution to not one, but two friendless polycule members' problems. Perking up, she poked the button to add a person to the call and then selected Fuyumi's contact. Waving off Izumi's noises of concern and confusion, she waited for the call to connect and then waved excitedly as the screen split in half. "Fuyumi! Hi!"

"Hey." The white haired girl's eyebrow raised. "Hey, pretty green-haired girl. You want a parsnip fry?"

Mina made a biting motion toward the screen and Izumi giggled as she watched Fuyumi poke a fry at the camera. "You should probably recognize each other purely from seeing each other appear on my social media but… introductions! Todoroki Fuyumi, meet Midoriya Izumi! Midoriya Izumi, meet Todoroki Fuyumi! Fuyumi, Izumi has green feet!"

Smirking, Fuyumi leaned in so one turquoise eye filled the camera. "Are they cute?"

A darker shade of green spread across Izumi's face as she squirmed. "I don't know? Considering I don't even think that I'm cute, I have no idea whether or not I have cute feet."

"That's sort of her thing. I'm sure she'll want to find out firsthand at some point." Mina pointed back and forth between the two halves of the screen. "You guys live, like, ten minutes on the train apart from each other. In Musutafu. And neither of you has any friends. So… be friends with each other!" Or if they wanted to have heated make out sessions, Mina wouldn't mind that either. Fuyumi liked kissing people. Izumi was literally kiss powered. It was a match made in heaven!

Fuyumi brought her free hand up to her chest, an offended expression on her face. "I'll have you know that I talked to someone my own age today." Mina made an excited noise and the white-haired girl grinned. "Yeah, my father has interns and one of them is a cute girl from Shiketsu."

Gossip senses tingling, Mina bent her legs so she could rest her phone against them and free up her hands to clap excitedly. "Cute girl, eh? Tell me more."

"Not much to tell, sadly. Endeavor was so excited that I finally wanted to be seen in public with him that he took me on patrol with him for most of the day." Fuyumi's face scrunched up in disgust. "He was evidently prepared for the occasion. He knows I like lolita fashion so he commissioned someone to make me a military lolita outfit based on his costume."

Mina giggled, flipping over to Instagram to see if her girlfriend had documented her outfit of the day. It was weird, sure, but it sounded sort of cute at the same time. Thankfully, there was a mirror selfie of Fuyumi in the aforementioned outfit. "You look adorable! That should absolutely be your hero costume! If it's a vote, I'm voting for that!"

Rolling her eyes, Fuyumi shook her head. "For one, the belt is a stylized kanji for fire, which would make absolutely no sense on me. Second of all, I'm thinking something in white and softer blues? Like, you know, an ice theme?"

Fair, fair. Izumi vibrated excitedly on her side of the call, before whipping out a newer notebook than the one Mina had seen her with before. Turning it to the camera, she gestured excitedly to the cover, which read 'Girlfriend Analysis for the Future'. "Fuyumi, can I ask you a few things about your quirk? If that's not weird, I mean. I'm super into quirks. It's sort of my thing."

"Ooh, quirk nerd. Nice. Yeah, I'm down for that." Fuyumi raised a finger and created a spike of ice out of the tip. "I am completely open to suggestions when it comes to using my quirk better. Ice doesn't really… flow the way that fire does? So I have my own version of Jet Burn and Hell's Curtain, but I can't do a Hell Spider or a Hellfire Storm. Vanishing Fist, yes. Ignited Arrow, yes. Hell Minefield, no. Oh! I can do a Prominence Burn! I call it Niflheim Frost."

Flipping her notebook open, Izumi placed her phone against the tops of her breasts - or at least Mina assumed as much based on the new angle - and began to scribble furiously. "I feel like if you already have an ultimate move on par with your father's strongest, you've already managed the hardest part of being a hero. Like, smaller and more precise attacks is something you can learn at UA. But that ice on your finger has me thinking. How precisely can you create ice? Like, can you make it sharp?"

Fuyumi raised another finger and then stared at it intently as she created a second spike of ice, which she promptly poked herself with and winced. "Uh, check. Sharp ice."

"Okay so what if you form some claws from all five or even ten fingers simultaneously and attack with them? Or maybe…"

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"Another day, kero, another train ride without getting groped. I'm starting to think that hentai isn't at all realistic."

Mina giggled and kicked her feet in the air behind her as she sprawled out on her stomach on her bed. Weirdly enough, she'd never been groped on the train either? Which… was the whole thing less common than the news tried to make it seem? Or maybe was it because she was a heteromorph? The average guy didn't want to try and grope the pink chick? Could be that the wings got in the way? Kind of hard to press up on her from behind when… wings. Not that she particularly wanted to be groped on the train, of course, but now that she was thinking about it, Mina found that she was kinda curious? "I mean, that's not necessarily a bad thing, is it?"

Tongue poking out of the corner of her mouth, Tsuyu considered that for a moment. "I suppose not. I've just been in an interesting headspace the last day or two. Self-confidence issues. So a little part of my brain is persistently like… am I not cute enough to grope?"

Ah, intrusive thoughts, her old nemesis. Granted her intrusive thoughts tended to be more things that would get her in trouble - with her parents, the law, or both - but Mina could definitely empathize with Tsuyu having that little evil voice in her head. "I mean, if you get right down to it, I don't really think it's about cuteness or attractiveness or any other physical quality. It's a power and domination thing. Who looks weak. Who looks helpless. Who doesn't look like they'd fight back. Considering you could probably kick a groper into the next prefecture? Of course they're not going to try anything with you."

"Yeah, that makes a lot of sense. I've been struggling with 'am I real?', 'am I valid?', 'am I passing?' and stuff like that for most of the last three years so this was just the latest round of that." Tsuyu's tongue poked out a little further, which strangely didn't affect her speech any? Izumi was probably going to have a field day with that. "Do you mind if I just… exposit for a bit? You can say no; I know that we're dating but that doesn't mean I have to dump all my baggage on you."

Mina shook her head rapidly before bringing her hand up to make a beckoning gesture toward her phone. "Just call me the Baggage Service Office, because I want… all the baggage!"

A soft chuckle escaped from Tsuyu and then she rolled over, granting Mina a glimpse of a very green room decorated with a whole lot of frog memorabilia as the girl moved. "You say some of the weirdest stuff. It's endearing, though; don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Well, you already know I'm trans. I was born Asui Uryo. And transitioning wasn't really a deliberate decision on my part."

Cocking her head to the side, Mina frowned. "I don't think I like the sound of that. Like, are your parents evil? Do I need to Detroit Smash your dad or something?" Shit, she thought Fuyumi had the evil dad thing covered for the polycule. Then again, if she was going to have twenty-four girlfriends someday, it was inevitable that her partners start to overlap at some point. She just didn't think it would be so soon.

"What? No. My parents are wonderful. A bit absentee, but wonderful when they're here. Ten out of ten, no complaints, kero." Tsuyu's tongue poked out even further and she gestured to it before pulling it most of the way back into her mouth. "Frog quirk. Obviously. I'm not one specific frog, I'm sort of the best of frogs as a whole. And one thing that some frogs can do is change gender to balance the population. So I hit puberty, my junior high class was fourteen boys and six girls, and… well, frog shit started frogging."

Oh. That was… significantly less gross than she expected from Tsuyu's lead in. Mina nodded slowly. "So you're a girl now? Or at least girl enough that you're going by Tsuyu?"

Tsuyu nodded back. "Mostly girl. Except for the, uh…" Trailing off, she leaned closer to the phone and lowered her voice, pointing downward. "Dick situation."

Golden eyes widened at that. Given that she'd expected Tsuyu to be on HRT and all sorts of normal transgender stuff, Mina had sort of assumed the girl had one, yeah. But, uh, now she was curious. There was a situation? "Situation?"

"Uh, let's just say that I'm really hoping someone in the polycule is able to go Plus Ultra? Or your fire might be necessary at some point?" Tsuyu gestured downward again. "Best of frogs. And evidently, one thing that my quirk decided to include was that some frogs have penises up to twenty-five percent of their total body length."

If possible, Mina's eyes got even wider at that revelation. "You're what, one fifty or thereabouts?" When Tsuyu nodded, Mina switched over to the calculator app because man was she bad at math. The result made her jaw drop. "You have a thirty-seven and a half centimeter dick?"

Tsuyu shook her head in response. "No, that would be ridiculous." Mina let out a sigh of relief, only to be brought up short as Tsuyu continued. "It's only thirty-five."

Jesus Christ. Mina held up a finger and then dropped her phone onto her bed, scampering across the room to retrieve a measuring tape from her desk. Given that almost every clothing manufacturer ran by their own sizing charts, she'd long since realized the usefulness of keeping one handy. Flopping back onto her bed, she grabbed her phone and then pressed the tip of the measuring tape between her legs. Stretching it upward, she measured off thirty-five centimeters and then glanced up at the phone. Then back down at the measuring tape. And then back up at her phone. "I hope to god that my fire works on me, because that thing is going to shift my organs."

"Yeah, that's a concern I have. Never been in a relationship so it's never been an issue before, but now that I am… slightly concerned." Tsuyu thought for a few seconds before waving dismissively. "Not that I have a reason to be concerned. We literally just met this past weekend. Anything involving… that… is a long ways down the road. Also, you have a lesbian pride flag in your bedroom so I mean, that's also that."

Mina frowned, peering over at her desk. She did indeed have a lesbian pride flag hanging over her desk but seeing as how she'd stayed all the way over here, how had… oh, right, social media. Moving on, then? "What does that have to do with anything?"

Blinking, Tsuyu shrugged uncertainly. "You lesbian, me have penis?"

"I don't care if you've got a gock. I'm lesbian as fuck. Girls are girls." Mina winked playfully at Tsuyu. "I mean, I'm slightly concerned that you're going to utterly destroy me with that thing, but that's the extent of my concern? Not concerned that you have one? Can't speak for the others, though, so your kilometrage may vary."

Chuckling, Tsuyu nodded in response. "Well, so far so good? You seem okay with it and Ochako sat on my lap while we kissed on the train and didn't seem to mind? Don't know about Tooru, and… we have Fuyumi and Izumi now, right? I guess I'll cross those bridges when I come to it."

Very, very fair. Not everything had to be solved immediately. Things didn't even have to be solved quickly. It was perfectly valid to take each day and each challenge as it came. Speaking of cumming, though? Leaning in, Mina grinned lasciviously. "While we're on the subject… can I see it?"

Tsuyu snorted. "This isn't that kind of story."

"Mou! Fourth wall breaking is my thing! No stealing it!"

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"Come on, come on, pick up." Mina squirmed anxiously on the bed as the phone trilled. Then the video call connected and the rosette perked up. "Fuyumi! You're never going to believe this!"

Fuyumi grinned and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. "Two calls in as many nights? To what do I owe the pleasure?"

Feeling the urge to bounce up and down, Mina sat up so she could bounce excitedly to express her excitement. "I just got off the phone with Tsuyu… she's looking forward to meeting you and Izumi, by the way. But anyway, I was on the phone with Tsuyu and you know how she's trans?"

Fuyumi raised the hand not holding the phone and wobbled it back and forth uncertainly. "I mean, I followed her off your account and her entire account is very trans pride so… vaguely?" Turning, she tilted her head to the side to give Mina a better view past her at where a trans pride flag emblazoned with the slogan 'Protect Trans Kids' was hanging on her wall. "I picked this up because I wanted her to feel welcome if she ever visited. And because I was shopping with my father's credit card, I picked up enough for everyone."

"Fuck yeah. That's going on my wall as soon as I get home from seeing you again." Mina bounced again and then leaned forward, placing her phone on the bed to free up her hands. "Okay but Tsuyu and I were talking about that and it turns out her dick is like…" Holding up her hands, Mina grinned widely. "Schmeat."

One of Fuyumi's slender white brows inched up over the top of her glasses at that. "Define schmeat."

Mina gestured emphatically with her hands. "Thirty-five centimeters! Schmeat! She's like… a frog schmeat lady!"

Setting her own phone down, Fuyumi raised her hands in front of her, peered down at the phone for a moment, and then looked at her hands again. "I'm… thirty-five? How big actually is that?" Thirty-five centimeters was like… thirty-five entire centimeters? Mina shrugged; she couldn't think of anything that was roughly thirty-five centimeters to compare it to. Grabbing the phone, Fuyumi held up her finger. "Hang on. Idea." The view behind her twisted wildly as she hurried out of her room and down the hall. "Mother! Do you have a tape measure?"

Much to Mina's dismay, Fuyumi didn't pan the phone so that Mina could catch a glimpse of the MILFiest MILF to ever MILF but she did at least have the pleasure of hearing the woman's voice over the phone. "I do. Why do you need one?"

"My girlfriend has a thirty-five centimeter penis and I'm trying to visualize how big that is." Mina opened her mouth, paused, and then slowly closed it. That was not how she would have approached the situation but if Fuyumi had that sort of relationship with her mother… more power to her? "So? Can I borrow yours?"

"…sweetie, I appreciate that you feel you can tell me anything but there are some things I just don't need to know." There was the sound of footsteps, a brief pause, and then Rei returned and let out an exasperated sigh. "Here you go. If you could do me a huge favor and tell me… literally nothing else about this? I would greatly appreciate it."

Fuyumi offered her mother an enthusiastic thumbs up and then looped the measuring tape around her neck before scampering off again. Oof. Was this what it was like for Mina's live followers when she ran around Chiba streaming? Remind her to invest in some sort of image stabilization or something. Returning to her room, Fuyumi flopped down on her desk chair and set her phone in a stand. "Okay, so… thirty-five is…" Measuring off the requisite number of centimeters, Fuyumi's expression became distinctly alarmed. "Where is that supposed to go?"

Giggling, Mina shrugged. "I haven't the foggiest. In one end of you and out the other and then into someone else?"

"Or something. Jesus. That's… that's a lot." Fuyumi opened her mouth wide and stuck the end of the measuring tape into it, measuring off how deep she could take it. The answer turned out to be around seven centimeters. "So, uh, I guess the other twenty-eight centimeters are yours?"

Mina giggled louder and made a pumping motion with her hand. "Don't worry, girl, I gotchu." Grabbing her phone, she tipped backwards onto the bed and kicked her feet up in the air. "But yeah. We were on the phone for a bit talking and that came up and I felt like telling someone who didn't already know, which was either you, Izumi, or Tooru and… I don't know, I just felt like telling you would be the most fun."

Smiling, Fuyumi blew a kiss toward her phone. "Well, it's definitely the most interesting thing to happen to me today. Went back to the agency to see if I could talk to the cute intern girl. Followed her around a bit. Did not in fact say a single word to her. One of the sidekicks mentioned that she mentioned liking raspberries so I left a raspberry parfait on the desk that Endeavor assigned her?" Fuyumi slumped and shook her head despondently. "I am a useless lesbian."

"Aww, no, that's cute. And not everyone is as extroverted as me. I'm completely excited that you're going out of your comfort zone and at least trying to meet new people? Seriously. Go Fuyumi go." Mina thought for a moment before raising an eyebrow. "Although you haven't told me much about this girl yet, so I don't really know what else to say."

Fuyumi waved dismissively. "I'll tell you more about her when there's more to tell. No sense in getting you interested if nothing ever comes of it. Although speaking of girls…" She leaned forward, lowering her voice a bit. "Can you do me a favor and message someone for me?"

Ooh, this sounded interesting. Mina grinned playfully. "Depends. Who and why?"

"Okay, so, I buy coffees for you and one other girl. And so I was sitting here thinking, hey, wow, living the dream, dating the girl I simped. The girl I simped wants to date other girls. What if the girl I simped messaged the other girl I simped and one thing led to another and…" Trailing off, Fuyumi blushed brightly before waving her hand rapidly at the camera. "You know what, never mind, the whole idea is stupid. I'm stupid. That's stupid."

Shaking her head excitedly, Mina make a beckoning gesture. "No, that's a brilliant idea. Actually, what's her content like? Maybe I could slide into her DMs and be like… hey, you wanna collab?"

Fuyumi looked a bit hopeful as she leaned in and tapped at the screen on her phone. "Cosplay and general flirtation. Just enough skin to hook guys - and, well, me - but not enough to get her in trouble. She's a year older than us so same limitations as you. So I mean, you might be able to approach her with an offer to meet up and take some pictures for general content?"

That didn't sound like a terrible idea. Mina had been branching more into 'general flirtation' lately because there was only so much market for cute pink feet and she'd pretty much completely tapped it at this point. Depending on the girl's preferred style, they could probably make some sort of shoot work. Not to mention that the fetishization of lesbians was real and she wasn't above exploiting it if the girl wasn't. "You know what? Let's see what happens. What's the girl's screen name so I can message her?"

"Okay, so, I follow her on both TikTok and Instagram with the same handle: WhereAreTheKnives." Fuyumi waited while Mina switched from LINE to Instagram and pulled up the girl's profile. "So? What do you think?"

She was cute!

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Mina rolled around on her bed impatiently. Picked up her phone. Woke it. Checked Instagram. Nope, the conversation status was still 'sent five minutes' ago. The girl hadn't seen it yet, much less responded to it. Which… maybe she was asleep? What other excuse did a regular teenager have for not responding to messages promptly in this modern age of expected constant availability?

Huffing, Mina hopped off her bed and made her way over to the wall, rubbing her hand over the hexagonal LED lights that she'd picked up recently to turn them on. Switching to the camera app, she turned back and forth uncertainly as she explored how the broad stretch of white light played over her features. She raised her phone into the air, took a selfie with a tasteful amount of cleavage, and then switched to Instagram to post it.

'Hey guys, got some new lights for my room, what do you think of them?'

Exactly thirty reasonably topical hashtags later - she had to maximize her exposure, obviously - Mina posted the image and then flopped back onto her bed restlessly. Hmm. She had talked to Tsuyu. Talked to Fuyumi. She still had three whole ass polycule members that she could pester if she was really bored. Except… eyes darting up to the top of the screen, the rosette winced. Probably not Izumi. Yesterday's discussion with Fuyumi had been pushing it. Izumi was most definitely asleep by now. Ochako seemed to be a similarly early riser, based on the activity in the group chat. Tooru's sleep schedule was 'perpetually exhausted pigeon' just like Mina's. Maybe she'd want to chat?

Switching back to Instagram one last time, Mina sat upright as she noticed the message status for 'Carmilla System' had switched to 'seen now'. And then it became 'typing…'. And then… a new message popped up! Switching to the conversation with bated breath, Mina giggled excitedly. She'd asked if the girl would be interested in teaming up to shoot some content. And the answer was… 'Carmilla system, Himiko speaking. Um, not opposed but… would I need to get a pedicure?'

Mina giggled and began tapping at the screen rapidly. 'No! I meant like, regular content. Not feet. Like, we dress up and run around and take pictures together. Possibly somewhere between your house and my house. Unless we both live in the same city by some miracle.'

The typing indicator appeared and Mina hummed softly as she flipped back to Himiko's profile. Now that she looked deeper than just the completely adorable surface, Himiko had a very jirai kei aesthetic? More toward where it overlapped with dark girly, to be specific: lots of black, accented with white or pink most of the time. Mina could probably match that pretty easily. Although… Mina nibbled her lip thoughtfully. She seemed to do a sort of… witchy, mystical aesthetic regularly, and then there was a bit of military lolita with a sword? What an eclectic sense of fashion. Mina already loved it.

A new message arrived and Mina flipped back to the conversation. 'I'm in Naka Ward in Nagoya. You?'

"Where the heck is Nagoya?" Mina popped that into Maps, asked it for directions there, and then cursed. That was… a decent distance away. But! But! Musutafu was almost exactly halfway between Chiba and Nagoya! And she knew two entire someones in Musutafu that they could hang out with if they met up there! 'Chiba. I'm going to be in Musutafu this weekend. Do you think you could make your way over there? I'm going to be with a group so you can absolutely bring people with you if you want to.'

'Lol, I'm my own best friend.'

'So, uh, this may be awkward but I think your girlfriend simps me.'

'Unless there's more than one Todoroki Fuyumi out there but that's a really unique name so I doubt it?'

Giggling, Mina decided to be impulsive and hit the button to open up a video chat. After a few seconds, it connected and she waved hi excitedly. "Hi! So, yeah, Fuyumi absolutely simps you. She was the one who suggested that I message you. She's one of the people that I'm hanging out with this weekend, so… yeah."

"Oh, cool. She seems pretty chill? After the coffees started piling in, I looked her up online and like… if she ever tried to talk to me, I'd definitely talk back?" Pausing, Himiko's expression became wary. "Wait, you started dating her this past weekend. Does that mean you're going to make her stop supporting me? Because, uh, that money legitimately means a lot to me."

Pfft, um, no. Mina shook her head vehemently and then offered an encouraging smile to the blonde on the other end of the call. "I mean, I don't see why I would have to? Like, we have different enough looks that I feel like we're not competition for each other? Granted I'm polyamorous so I have a different perspective on this sort of thing from other girls… but yeah."

A sigh of relief escaped Himiko and she slumped back into the chair she was sitting in. "Okay, cool. eGirl and customer relations can get complicated when a girlfriend shows up. Trust me, I know. But yeah, I mean, I'd absolutely be down to shoot with you. Are you in Musutafu all weekend?"

Mina nodded excitedly. "I'm heading down Friday after school but it still gets dark early enough that unless you want to do like, nightlife and neon, we should probably meet up on Saturday or Sunday."

"Hmm. I mean, neon would probably play pretty interestingly over one of my white blouses… but I'm not good at holding still long enough for phones to do long exposures." Himiko nibbled on her lower lip thoughtfully, revealing one of the fangs that Mina had seen in a few of her pictures. "Let's say Sunday, late morning? Like, ten or eleven? My school goes six days a week and I'd like to sleep in a little before hopping the train to Musutafu."

Given that Fuyumi would probably use her presence as an excuse to stay up late again, Mina didn't see a problem with that. She'd just have to make sure that they went to sleep early enough that she could be up and presentable by ten in the morning on Sunday. "Not a problem. If you could maybe lay an outfit out by Thursday night and send me pictures, I'll try to coordinate with you?"

"Nice, nice." Himiko blushed faintly as she leaned toward the screen. "So, I was flicking through your content and saw the post about your hoard and recruiting. Does that have anything to do with why Fuyumi asked you to message me?"

Mina paused, decided that honesty was the best policy, and then nodded slowly. "I mean, she definitely would not be mad if you and I started dating. And obviously you and her. And if it influences your decision any, she's completely willing to keep buying content and tipping while dating someone. She's actually made a few jokes about turning into my sugar mommy but things are new enough that we haven't really discussed that much yet. Why?"

A mischievous grin spread across Himiko's face even as her blush deepened. "Two questions then. One: how do you feel about biting?"

Blinking, Mina shrugged slowly. She was completely willing to date Saiko, who enjoyed being stepped on, and was already dating Fuyumi and her foot fetish. If Himiko had a thing for biting or being bitten? That would be… so far from the weirdest thing that Mina had ever encountered. "Theoretically unopposed but I would need more information."

"Fair. Second question: how would you feel about three new girlfriends?"

"Um, I need details but… sign me the fuck up?"

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"Wait, how do you have merchandise already? You're literally a hero student!"

Grinning, Yuu posed for Mina and then gestured down at herself. Given that Mina had first met the girl on duty, it was hard to mistake her hoody and leggings for anything other than costume-patterned attire. "Dye sublimation! I sketched out some designs on my tablet, uploaded them to CowCow, and now I have Mount Lady clothes for my days off, Mount Lady sports bras and shorts for exercise, and…" She turned to show her back to Mina. "A really cute Mount Lady crossbody backpack!"

Mina's golden eyes widened and she closed the distance between them so she could reach out and touch Yuu's backpack. "Oh wow, that's actually like decent fabric. When I hear dye sub, I think like… cheap shitty polyester. But that actually has some weight to it. I may have to look into this. Because branding is everything to a hero; if I can start building a brand from the day I get my first costume, I absolutely will."

Reaching down, Mina hesitated for a moment before grabbing Yuu's hand and interlacing their fingers as they walked away from her junior high school. Literally on the opposite corner of the intersection was a 7-Eleven and the rosette gestured at it in askance. Yuu pondered for a moment before shaking her head. "I actually looked up where you're taking me and they evidently have a tea house that sells tea for only five hundred yen? And you promised me food after we explore."

Yes she had, and she'd made sure to visit the ATM and take out enough yen to cover a moderately sized meal on her way to school this morning. And so Mina led Yuu past the 7-Eleven out to a larger street. "Hope you don't mind the bus. There's a route that goes straight from Two Chome to close to the park. I mean, the alternative is a forty-two minute walk so I'm hoping you don't mind the bus."

"Being in the city is so different. Stuff is actually close enough together that bus routes… exist?" Yuu shook her head in wonder before gesturing to herself. "I'm from Eniwa. Smallest designated city in Hokkaido, since I'm assuming you have no idea where that is. Let's just say that I had plenty of room to stretch out and experiment with my quirk there."

Sounded like it, yeah. Hokkaido as a whole was just… significantly less densely settled than Honshu. The smallest city on the island was undoubtedly even more wide open than anywhere else on the island. Leaning in, Mina gasped excitedly. "Did you have a house? With a yard?"

Grinning smugly, Yuu nodded. "A yard so big that we had a garden. Like an actual 'grow stuff to eat' garden, not like a city garden. I grew tomatoes and peppers." Mina stared at her in awe. "I brought some canned vegetables with me to the city. Remind me before our next date and I'll bring one to share with you as a snack."

"Oh?" Mina grinned and pressed herself against Yuu's left side, batting her eyelashes playfully at the blonde. "So there's going to be a second date?"

Ruffling Mina's fluffy curls playfully, Yuu shrugged. "You seem pretty cool so far. I'm still not sure about the polyamory thing but I looked it up and there's that whole 'metamour' thing? I thought about it and like… even being around you and Tooru together, I didn't particularly feel jealous? I just don't know if I'd be able to focus on dating two or more people at the same time personally. So I'm sort of leaving myself that out? Unless this date goes absolutely horribly, I could see us having more dates, and just… I'd date you and be just friends with everyone else?"

Mina nodded slowly. So far, she'd been very lucky to find a bunch of incredibly gay girls who all wanted to kiss each other. And one pansexual girl who was literally kiss powered and therefore equally interested in kissing all the girls. It stood to reason that eventually her luck would run out and she'd encounter a potential partner who was a little less open. She couldn't really knock Yuu for being honest, either; it was better for her to know her limits than to get herself into a situation that she wasn't comfortable with. That was the sort of thing that led to a breakup.

With that said? "If things develop well, could I possibly interest you in being like… part of a smaller, more limited subsection of the polycule?" At Yuu's curious look, Mina jerked a thumb back over her shoulder in the direction of her junior high school. "Two of my classmates are possibly joining? I convinced them to go out on dates together and then decide whether they still want to date me or if they're happier off just the two of them. If they do decide to date me, though, they'd be here in Chiba with you all week long while I'm in Musutafu. So even if you don't want to invest yourself in the entire polycule, maybe you'd at least want to date them?"

After considering that for a few seconds, Yuu shrugged. "I mean, I feel like my individual capacity is exactly one girlfriend but maybe I could figure out how to balance two? Which one of them is the cutest?"

"Oh no you don't. I'm not falling for that one. Playing favorites is the absolute worst thing I could possibly do according to literally every polyamory advice page I could find so… nuh uh." Resting her cheek on Yuu's shoulder, Mina winked and lowered her voice conspiratorially. "Hana has amazing thighs, though. Like imagine coming back from patrol and having a home cooked meal and an inviting thigh pillow waiting for you."

Yuu opened her mouth, paused, and then closed it as she made a thoughtful noise. "I mean… I could always be your metamour and date Hana instead?"

Mina took a moment to consider that before deciding… she didn't entirely mind? Jokes aside, she wasn't trying to be a harem protagonist; if any of her girls wanted to date a girl that didn't want to date her, that was absolutely fine with her. Staying snuggled up with Yuu - better safe than sorry - she pulled out her phone. "Do you want me to see if Hana wants to tag in? I mean, she's literally a three minute walk away."

"I'm mostly teasing you. A lesbian in the hand is worth two in the hardware store. Someone's said that, I'm sure of it." Wriggling her arm out of Mina's grip, Yuu wrapped it around the shorter girl's shoulders and hugged her to her side. "We'll see how things go. Let's focus on our date first and leave everything else for another day?"

The bus picked that moment to roll up and Mina quickly paid for both of their fare before boarding. All the seats were taken but that was fine, she was young and fit and… the rosette let out a squeak as Yuu grabbed her in a hug and tucked her head under the taller girl's chin. Snuggling into Yuu's body, Mina wrapped her arms and all ten wings around her companion. "Wow, what is it with me having really gay public transportation experiences lately?"

Yuu snickered softly. "I don't know about you, I'm just trying to be polite by taking up as little room as possible. Two girls hugging tightly consumes the literal smallest possible amount of space. It just makes sense if you think about it."

When she put it like that… she wasn't wrong?

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"This is surprisingly enjoyable, nine degree weather aside."

Mina looked over at Yuu in concern before glancing down at her own bare arms. Given that her quirk granted her a level of temperature resistance so that she could fly without freezing to death, she generally didn't really take notice of the temperature outside. "Are you cold? I can't really do that grand romantic gesture where I give you my jacket or anything because…" Mina gestured to herself. "But if you're not comfortable, we could try to find something else to do until it's time for dinner."

Shaking her head, Yuu pulled her arm out of where it had been looped through Mina's and threw it around the smaller girl's shoulders. "I was just making an observation, not complaining. This is a good three or four degrees warmer than it would be in Emiwa at this time of year. I'm used to being colder."

Hmm. Being used to it didn't necessarily mean that Yuu enjoyed it, but Mina wasn't going to try and create a problem where none existed. She was going to buy a bunch of scarves before Friday, though, and stuff them in her bag. Maybe some hats, too. Just in case. Oh, and maybe mittens? Mittens were cute.

Looking around, Mina furrowed her brow. She could only say so many things about the hardy trees that survived the winter. It wasn't quite blossoms and leaves season yet. "So… what's going to Kinmu High School like? Obviously I don't have anything to compare it to yet but I will soon? Or at least I hope I got into UA. I feel like I got into UA?"

"You getting into UA is more likely to cause jealousy than the girlfriend situation, to be honest. I got disqualified from their entrance exam." Yuu blushed and rubbed the back of her head sheepishly at Mina's surprised look. "Yeah. Do you remember where they warned you about hurting another examinee? Evidently they're not just talking about like, fighting with someone. I picked up a three pointer, smashed it into a building, and dropped rubble on four other people. Instant disqualification."

Mina frowned as she considered that information. On one hand? Yeah, hurting fellow test takers probably wasn't a great thing. Especially since it probably cost those four their chance at UA too, since they wouldn't have been able to complete the exam. On the other hand? "Isn't 'cause less collateral damage' like, a teachable thing? I feel like that's a really shitty reason to disqualify someone who clearly turned out to have genuine heroic potential."

Giving Mina's shoulders a squeeze, Yuu offered a smile. "All's well that ends well. I've had a good two years at Kinmu. They have a really interesting approach. Not quite rescue-leaning but more of a public service approach? How can you contribute to the community that you operate in? Other than punching people, obviously. Like it felt a little demeaning at first but then I realized… how many other people can lift something onto the roof of an office building? Or hold up an entire collapsing wall if there's an accident at a construction site? Not Endeavor, that's who."

"I mean, depends how heavy the thing you want on the roof is? Because…" Mina fluttered her wings playfully before leaning in against Yuu. "But yeah, I get your point. I wonder if UA has tracks for the upper years? Because they seem to put out a lot of crime stoppers and a lot of rescue heroes and I feel like the skill sets for those two probably don't overlap too much?"

Yuu shrugged as best she could with Mina leaning on her before reaching up to ruffle Mina's hair with her free hand. "Find out and report back, I guess. Because I'm over my rejection, but that doesn't mean I'm not curious about what might have been."

Which was entirely reasonable in Mina's opinion. Her parents had tried to get her into a private school for junior high but she hadn't taken the matter seriously and her scores on the entrance exams were accordingly… less than ideal. She wasn't unhappy with her junior high experience, but to this day she did wonder what it might have been like to go somewhere more prestigious than a municipal junior high school. "What's the academic experience like? I haven't really looked into how UA operates to be honest. Don't really care, as long as I get to be a hero at the end of it."

"I'm not sure how UA does it, but Kinmu adheres to the standard high school schedule. Four classes, lunch, and then four classes." Yuu ticked points off on her fingers as she spoke, only to run out of fingers as she began talking about her actual classes. "They put Japanese language studies first and then English fifth so we're not doing that back to back. Which I appreciate. Math and science are back to back, which is a bit harder on my brain. I'm not really a STEM person. Heroic studies is last before lunch and then social studies is after English after lunch. Then the last two periods are heroic practicals. Sometimes one long period, sometimes two separate activities, depending on what they have us doing."

Mina made a soft noise of understanding. "So basically like every other high school, except you swap out phys ed and music and art for heroic classes? That doesn't sound too bad."

Yuu nodded. "It's not. Granted it puts the burden on the students to learn certain things extracurricularly. Like for instance, we focused more on apprehension and detention techniques than actually fighting villains. If you want to learn how to fight properly or refine your fighting style to incorporate your quirk, there's extracurricular clubs for different martial arts and quirk usage. Like, we do a some but it's not a core focus of our education. I'd be really interested in hearing about how UA handles things. Hint hint."

Saluting playfully, Mina nodded in the direction of the tea house. "Do you want to redeem the tea voucher that I paid an exorbitant amount of money for on the way in?"

A soft giggle escaped Yuu as she looked around the park with a thoughtful expression on her face. "Have we gotten our entrance fee's worth yet? I mean, this place is what, almost two hectares? Is there more to see before we retreat to the tea house?"

There was a map nearby and Mina reluctantly separated from Yuu so that she could scamper over and check it. "Oh! There's koi in the pond! And we can feed them if we want!"

"You city folks are wild. Keeping fish to feed. Where I'm from, fish feed us." Yuu managed to keep a straight face for a few seconds before dissolving into giggles. "Just kidding. We absolutely have koi up north. Not in Eniwa, mind you, but there's a few parks with koi in Sapporo."

Dashing back over, Mina grabbed Yuu by the hand and started tugging her along the path. "When I grow up, I want to have a koi pond on my property. Like, I want to have property, that's the biggest goal. But if I can, I want koi."

Yuu grinned over at her. "You're going to have to be an awfully high ranking hero if you want to have that sort of lifestyle."

"Polyamory perks: we can split the cost of living more than two ways!" Mina bounced excitedly as they walked along; this was something that she'd actually put a lot of thought into. "Like, if say five of us are each contributing to the household expenses, then either each of us only needs to pay one-fifth of the expenses… or we could afford a lot bigger expenses!"

Yuu's expression became thoughtful as she considered that. "Huh. And if it's just a bunch of women, you don't really have to worry about kids unless you want to. So like, five incomes, each making a decent salary. Pool that together and… damn, that's probably a pretty big koi pond."

Nodding enthusiastically, Mina spread her free hand out wide from her body. "Now imagine the income potential of a great big gay poly blob of twenty-five amazing women!"

"…huh."

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Peering over the top of her menu, Yuu raised an eyebrow. "Okay, potentially awkward confession here… I thought it would be fun to ask if we could go to a western restaurant but I have no idea what any of this is. Sapporo is a bit more, uh, what's the word? Cosmopolitan? Diverse? But I haven't really had an opportunity to enjoy it. Eniwa has a McDonald's, a KFC, and two Sukiya."

Mina let out a gasp, bringing one hand up to her chest in dismay. "Are you telling me that you've never been to a single MOS Burger in your entire life?" When Yuu shook her head slowly, she let out a louder gasp. "That's a travesty! We need to go to one on our second date. No excuses. Absolutely going."

"So noted. That doesn't help me out with my current predicament." Yuu tilted the menu downward so that she could show it to Mina. "Obviously I can read katakana as well as anyone else, I'm not an illiterate hick or anything. But it is spelling out words that I have no idea what they mean."

Oh. Well that was a bit of a problem because Italian wasn't exactly Mina's preferred cuisine and so she'd been planning to rely on Yuu's recommendations as to what was good. Or for that matter, what things were, given that she wasn't doing much better trying to figure out what the dishes on the menu actually were. "Okay, so this is rude as hell and you're wearing your costume patterned gear so they might actually recognize you down the road… but do you want to dash? Like, we didn't even order drinks. There is nothing stopping us from politely placing the menus on the table and heading for the door."

After glancing from Mina to the menu and back, Yuu nodded slowly. "You're right, we don't owe the restaurant anything at this point. I was curious… and now my curiosity is satisfied. This food is way, way too fancy for me."

"I saw a Daily Yamazaki on the other side of the street. Do you want to just, like, get some bentos and soda?" Yuu nodded enthusiastically and Mina reached out, grabbing the blonde's hand and pulling her along as she rose to her feet. The two looked around furtively before hustling over to the exit and making their way back out into the cool evening air. Right across the street, just as Mina had mentioned, was the bright red and yellow sign of the convenience store chain. "Never thought I'd be excited to see a konbini."

Grabbing her by the hand, Yuu looked both ways before crossing the street. "I know, right? What the heck even is bolognese?" She let go of Mina's hand and opened the door, gesturing for the rosette to precede her. "My lady."

Mina giggled and pantomimed a curtsy before scampering into the story. "How gallant of you, holding doors for me." Having not been to this particular konbini before, she took a moment to orient herself before making a beeline for the prepared foods and bentos. Pausing, she glanced down at one particular offering. "Do you actually like Sukiya? Because they have gyudon here."

"I mean, I mostly ate at home. My mom was a stay at home mom, so we didn't really have an excuse to do much fast food. McDonald's was a rare treat." Sidling up on Mina's left, Yuu peered down at the plastic sealed bowls with a curious expression. "I'm not against the idea in theory. Are they any good?"

Was any konbini food actually good? Pfft, they lived in Japan not America, of course it was. Mina grabbed a bowl for herself and one for Yuu and headed for the microwave near the cashier. "You'll have to decide that for yourself, but I like them. Then again, I like you, so my taste is clearly suspect."

Yuu let out an outraged gasp and hip checked Mina hard enough that the girl stumbled a few feet before catching herself. "Wow. Now I'm definitely going to date Hana instead of you."

"You don't even know what Hana looks like?"

"I know Hana isn't insulting me."

Giggling, Mina set the two bowls down on the countertop before turning to wrap her arms around Yuu's neck. "Aww, poor baby. Why don't I make it up to you?"

Yuu leaned in, tilting her head downward a little as their faces grew closer. "Oh? And how are you going to do that?"

"Like… this!" Mina leaned up, pressing her lips to Yuu's eagerly. Kicking one foot up off the ground, she leaned into the kiss, curling her wings around Yuu. Technically, she probably shouldn't be doing this because Yuu hadn't yet technically agreed to be her girlfriend… but she was pretty sure that's where things were going, so she'd allow it.

Their kiss was abruptly interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat. Breaking away from Yuu, Mina looked over to find the cashier staring at them with an exasperated expression on his face. "Do you have to do that in my store?" Before she could answer, he hurried to clarify. "I'm not a homophobe. Just a hater."

Well, there went the mood. Or at least Mina assumed. Turning back to Yuu, she let out a squawk of surprise as the blonde grabbed her and dipped her backwards, kissing her again. After a few seconds, Yuu pulled her back upright and turned to give the cashier a smug grin. "Yes. Yes we do."

You tell him, girl! Mina giggled and fanned herself playfully before darting in to give Yuu one last peck on the lips. Grabbing their respective dinners, she flipped them over to check the instructions before popping the first one into the microwave. "Wow. So. Um. Do you always kiss girls that you aren't dating?"

"Well, I do recall saying something to the effect of that I wasn't against dating you if tonight went well, just not sure about how I'd fit into your whole polycule." Yuu shrugged, leaning against the counter next to the microwave. "So far, tonight has been good. I'm interested in more dates with you. And I mean, I know that titles and structure and all that mean a lot to some people, so if you want to call me your girlfriend… I don't mind that at all."

Wow. That was the most romantic way she'd ever actually gained a girlfriend. Not. Wait. Actually? Most of her 'starting to date' stories were pretty shitty so far. Three girls in a MOS Burger. Fuyumi wasn't bad, but a little awkward. She probably could have been more romantic with Izumi, too, come to think of it. Mou. She really needed to step up her game. Maybe Hana or Furuko would let her… wait, no, they were going to come to her with their decisions. If the decisions were in her favor, it would be them making the gesture which… might still result in a better story than anything she had so far. Ooh. No Last Name Himiko. Now there was someone she hadn't blown it with yet. She would just have to be super duper extra romantic on Sunday when she saw the blonde. Really make things count.

But first, she had to… do something other than stare at Yuu awkwardly. Smiling brightly, Mina bounced on her toes and offered the blonde an enthusiastic peace sign. "Well, I genuinely don't know where this is headed for you but if you're offering to be my girlfriend, then I definitely accept. Although feel free to say no and that it's too many girls on the date, date foul, loss of kissing privileges… but I do kinda want to introduce you to my nerdiest girlfriend."

Yuu raised an eyebrow at that. "I mean, as long as you're not trying to introduce them to my lips or something, I think I can manage that?"

"No! Although she's literally kiss powered because of her quirk? But no. She's a super huge quirk nerd and I was thinking that maybe if you got to know her, she could offer you some suggestions on how to use your quirk better." Mina shrugged as the microwave beeped, opening the door to retrieve her dinner. "Just a thought I had and shit this is hot!"

Sighing, Yuu shook her head despondently. "I'm dating someone who grabs things directly out of the microwave. Heaven help me."

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"Is it weird that I was expecting a more dragon-y family than you actually have?"

Giggling, Mina closed the door behind them as Yuu poked around her room curiously. "I mean, not really? Like Tsuyu has a frog mom and a toad dad, and both of Tooru's parents are invisible. I feel like it probably wasn't unreasonable for you to expect the dragon girl to have dragon parents. Seems legit to me."

Yuu made her way over to sit on the edge of Mina's bed before peeling off her hoody to reveal a sports bra. Mina grinned lasciviously; girl on her bed, clothes were coming off? She didn't hate where this was going. "So, we had an outing. We ate dinner. You learned that your temperature resistance is no match for a plastic konbini gyudon bowl fresh out of the microwave. You also learned that your fire works on you. Now we're back at your house. Now what?"

Now what indeed? Mina kinda wanted to experiment with her fire a bit more, to be honest. She'd been on an incredibly good run of luck in terms of personal injury over the past few years; she hadn't so much as scraped herself or given herself minor burns or anything else that her quirk might be able to treat. Until today. Now she knew for a fact that she could heal herself if the need ever arose… which opened up possibilities with the frog log, wink wink.

Then again, all jokes aside, she wasn't exactly a masochist or anything and so while part of her wanted to test her quirk, a larger portion of her… didn't want to get hurt? Having someone around to help with any experiments meant that she wouldn't technically have to self-inflict any wounds, but there would still be wounds being inflicted. And that hurt!

After a further moment of consideration, Mina made her way over to the bed and flopped down along its length, leaving Yuu sitting next to her hips. "So question. Can you control your growth? Like, sure, twenty sixty-two is impressive and all but it's not really practical for what I was thinking?"

"Not… yet?" Yuu rubbed the back of her head sheepishly as Mina raised an eyebrow. "I'm sure there's some trick to it. I'm absolutely sure of it. I just… haven't figured out what that trick is. Yet." Peering down at the rosette, she arched an eyebrow in return. "Why, what were you thinking?"

Mina did her best to look innocent. "I'm not going to lie, the idea of giant-sized snuggles is actually really appealing. Like, a giant girlfriend could snuggle me in a way that makes me feel warm and secure like nobody else. But I have maybe like, two and a half or three meters worth of space if you curl up? Not twenty meters. Small problem. Big problem? Some size of problem."

Nodding slowly, Yuu leaned to her left and placed her hand on the bed next to Mina's hip as she stared down at her. "Yeah, I can see how that would be an issue. My quirk… is kind of a mixed bag to be honest. Gigantification quirks are common enough that there's call for a giant hero. Like, I feel like I pick on him too much, but what's Endeavor going to do against a ten meter tall villain? Burn things extra hard? Oh, that'll end well for the surroundings. I'm sure I'll find a place in the hero industry. But at the same time… I am not great with my quirk. Still. And I'm about to be a third year. I can be small or tall and nothing in between. So far. So I feel like I'm going end up being some super niche heroine who gets flown in to deal with very specific situations and that's it? And I'll end up ranking accordingly?"

That was a very valid concern given the current limitations of her quirk, Mina had to agree. Especially since there was very much such a thing as overkill and Mina had seen some pretty big villains on the news but twenty meter villains weren't super common. And Japan was a big place. It would be impossible for Yuu to respond to every - or even most - gigantification quirk incidents. If Yuu couldn't learn to control her height, she was destined to be a small time hero. Granted if Mina went through with her hero polycule idea, Yuu would be vaulted to fame that way… but did she want that?

One way to find out. "So, among other things, my ideas include being a hero polycule team thing. Like the Wild Wild Pussycats, but bigger and gayer. Teams rank together on the Billboard charts." Mina gestured to herself, then up at Yuu, and then placed her hand over the blonde's on the bed. "So I mean, how would you possibly feel about being a 'beat up the giants' specialist on like, a premiere hero team?"

"I mean, I feel like Kinmu has taught me enough about public service that I'd probably be able to keep myself busy when I wasn't ganking giant villains, but I see where you're going with this." Yuu thought about it for a bit before ultimately shrugging uncertainly. "I don't mind the idea? To be honest, though, as I am now? I'd be kind of worried about dragging your team's ranking down due to my own mediocrity."

Aww, quirk-related self-esteem problems. Mina absolutely didn't suffer from those and couldn't empathize - her quirk was awesome - but she knew someone who might be able to! "So you said that as long as I don't try to introduce them to your lips, that you're okay meeting the others. Can we do that? Not the quirk nerd. A different girlfriend. I feel like she can relate to how you feel and might be able to raise the mood a bit?"

Yuu hummed softly and then slid her hand out from under Mina's. Before the rosette could complain, the taller girl turned and sprawled out on the bed next to her. "I'm not going to talk to your girlfriend alone and I want to be able to see the screen. Also, cuddles."

Also, cuddles! Mina lifted Yuu's arm and then snuggled herself up underneath it, carefully straightening her wings out from her back so that the blonde wouldn't be smothered with feathers. Opening LINE, she picked the contact she had in mind and initiated a video call. "Come on, come on…" The call connected and she perked up, waving excitedly. "Ochako! Hi!"

Yawning, Ochako waved hello before pausing and leaning closer to the phone. "Wait, who's that? She's not in the group chat yet is she?"

"You're the second to meet her and the first that I'm actually introducing her to! She met Tooru because Tooru was with me when I first ran into her. But…" Mina leaned up and pressed a kiss to Yuu's cheek. "Ochako, meet… um, Mount Lady? I genuinely never asked you what your last name was. Shoot. That's so awkward of me."

Yuu rolled her eyes before chuckling softly. "Takeyama Yuu. I've got my provisional license already as the heroine Mount Lady, as Mina mentioned. Call me Yuu."

Nodding, Ochako waited for a few seconds before gesturing to herself. "Nice to meet you, Yuu. I'm Ochako, as Mina mentioned. Uraraka Ochako. I'm ecstatic to be the first one to meet you, but I'm a little confused as to why you picked me?"

"Okay, so, Yuu's quirk is 'only', erm, height multiplication. And so she feels like she might be a drag on the whole hero polycule team idea." Mina gestured over at Yuu and then up at the phone she was holding out over the two of them. "You once told me that your quirk is 'only' making things float. Discuss."

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"So, I have now met two of your five other girlfriends. And she seems nice. I feel like between her accent and my accent, though, we would probably be better off as texting buddies? Like, I know Kansai accents are probably closer to Tokyo speech than Touhoku accents are but like, I'm used to mine? Talking to her, I genuinely felt like asking for subtitles at a few points."

Giggling, Mina leaned against the barrier at the edge of the walkway that ran along the fifth floor of her apartment building, flaring her wings out behind her in the cool night air. Or at least a solid six of them. The remaining four smacked against the barrier, but she tried. "To be fair, I feel like objectively your accent is worse than her accent so if anyone needs subtitles, it's you… but it's all a matter of perspective. To her, you have the thick accent. To you, she has the thick accent. To me, you both have accents."

Yuu grinned and moved to stand in front of Mina, placing an arm on either side of the rosette. "You don't seem to mind my accent."

"I do not! That doesn't mean you don't have one." Granted Mina was a sucker for accents, so she absolutely didn't mind. Accents were super cute. As long as the person was fluent in her language, that was. She'd tried to flirt with an American tourist one time. Not nearly as much fun as she'd hoped it would be. Mina leaned in to give Yuu a peck on the lips before looking back over her shoulder. "I'm not going to lie, if we lived in a better society? I'd absolutely dare you to jump over the edge and hit the ground twenty meters tall so you could do like, a cool strut away from our date."

Pressing herself against Mina, Yuu peered down over the edge. "Looks about far enough. Without my costume, though, I'd be super nude. Even if public quirk use was acceptable, I feel like public indecency would still be a thing. Especially being indecent at twenty meters tall."

Mina wiggled her eyebrows playfully. "I fail to see a problem with that situation." She dissolved into giggles as Yuu swatted her shoulder playfully before leaning in to kiss her new girlfriend again. Ah, this was the best part about having cute girlfriends: getting to kiss them. She loved kissing cute girls. Which was part of why she was so excited about this whole hoard situation. Instead of getting to kiss a singular cute girl? She got to kiss a lot of cute girls! A lot!

Wrapping her tail around Yuu, Mina leaned forward a bit only to squeak as Yuu pinned her to the barrier and deepened the kiss. Ooh, dominant girlfriend. She'd been sort of lacking one of those. Not that she'd minded to date, obviously, but it was definitely something new and fun for her. Although her lower four wings were feeling a bit smushed at the moment, and the base of her tail was pressing awkwardly against the barrier as well. Holy dragon girls were not made to be pinned to things.

Which was really a shame because she definitely liked being pinned to things. Breaking the kiss, Mina panted softly for a few seconds before beaming at Yuu. "I liked that! I liked that a lot! Can you pin me to the wall? Uh, very carefully? Like I can spread my wings out a bit to give you a clear space to put your hand, but I'm going to need to be leaning a little bit because I need to put enough space between my hips and my wall to fit my tail."

"Wow, who knew that making out with a dragon girl could be so complicated?" Yuu shook her head in mock annoyance before pulling away from Mina and turning to gesture to the wall of the apartment complex. "If you would be so kind as to assume the position?"

Mina quickly scampered across the walkway and spun herself around to put her back to the wall. Her tail required more clearance than her wings, weirdly enough. Her wings could flatten out to a matter of centimeters from her back, but her tail required a solid twenty centimeters or so of space even when she had it curled as much as she physically could. Quirks were bullshit, man.

Soon enough, though, she had herself arranged in what she hoped was a seductive pose against the wall and Mina gestured up to the empty space between her second and third wings on the right side. "Okay, so now put your hand there…" Yuu closed the distance between the two of them, doing as instructed. "And now kiss me."

Leaning in, Yuu quickly obliged, pressing her lips to Mina's again. The rosette quickly wrapped her tail back around Yuu's waist as she melded herself against her girlfriend, letting out a faint squeak of surprise as the blonde's tongue slipped into her mouth. After a few seconds, she slid her tail upward a little to Yuu's midsection so that she could wrap a leg around the blonde's waist and pull her closer.

A few seconds later, Mina's bliss was brought to an end by a loud shout. "Hey! We can see you, you know!"

As Yuu broke the kiss and buried her face in Mina's neck, chuckling softly, the rosette let out a loud groan. "I don't care!"

"If you're here, you have a room already! Use it!"

"Shut! Up!"

With the mood now thoroughly ruined, Mina sighed and gently pushed Yuu back so she could straighten up and pull away from the wall. "So. This was fun. Well, except the douchebag neighbor part. Do you want to do two dates back to back or do you have plans for tomorrow?"

Yuu considered the question for a few seconds, licking her lips slowly. "Hmm. I did in fact have fun today. Except for, obviously, just now. I wouldn't mind seeing you again tomorrow… but I feel like I have some soul searching to do?"

"I mean, seeing as how you're not a ginger, you obviously do in fact have a soul. Search is over?" Mina grinned at Yuu's exasperated groan before waving her hand. "But no, I get you. Anything I can help with? I mean, it's sort of my job to be there for you as of like, an hour ago."

Smiling, Yuu brought her hand up to cup Mina's cheek. "Flattered, but it's more like… personal introspection? You're part of it, I'm not going to lie, but I don't think you can necessarily help me with it?" At Mina's curious look, the blonde elaborated. "I need to sit down and figure out how I'm going to handle this whole polyamory thing? Like I said earlier, I'm not opposed to you being with other people, I just don't know how I feel about being with other people myself? But if you're going to be assembling an entire 'hoard' of girlfriends-"

Mina perked up, raising a finger to interrupt. "Twenty-four girlfriends. A proper hoard-y number."

"If there's going to be me, you, and twenty-three other girls? Like, I can't say with any certainty that I'm not going to find at least one of those twenty-three interesting enough to date. But I'm not sure I can really split my affection between even two people." Yuu let out a long sigh. "So yeah. Thinking. Gotta do it."

Nodding, Mina grinned impishly. "If you do decide you can, though? I have an incentive for you to work on sizes between regular and twenty meters." Yuu raised an eyebrow and Mina held her hands up between them. "I have a frog girlfriend with a thirty-five centimeter dick that you might be uniquely suited to handle."

Yuu's jaw dropped. "You have a what with a what?"

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"Mina! There is a limousine out front with a chauffeur guy holding a sign with your name on it!"

Mina flared her wings for balance - even though they didn't really do anything, it was an instinct - as she wobbled awkwardly on one foot, trying to stare over at where Eijiro was standing at the neighboring getabako. "There's a what?"

Bounding over to her, Eijiro jerked his thumb in the direction of the doors excitedly. "There's a big black limousine! Like, the biggest limousine that I've ever seen! And there's a very dignified looking man with a hat and everything standing next to it holding a sign that says 'Ashido'."

Huh. That was… Mina swapped her other uwabaki for her outdoor shoe and looked around curiously. Their junior high was big enough that she didn't know even half of the students currently attending with her. Was there another Ashido in the area? "Huh. I never asked Yuu where she was interning. Do heroes own limousines? Maybe she changed her mind about spending two days in a row with me and her boss is letting her show off?"

"I have no idea, but I really want to find out!" Eijiro ducked his head a bit as Furuko passed with Hana, waving to her. Oh! Shoot! She needed to find out if Eijiro was bisexual! And had a crush on Furuko! But wait! There was a limousine to investigate! Hmm. The limousine took precedence, Mina decided. She could pester Eijiro whenever she wanted.

Grabbing his hand, Mina let him pull her away from her shoe locker and toward the front doors. Sure enough, there wasn't just a limousine out in front of the school, it was a stretch limousine. Granted her hoard wasn't excessively hoard-y yet, but it was big enough that she probably could have fit all of them in it with room to spare. Who would send something like that for her?

Well, one way to find out. Marching over to the driver with confidence that was probably approximately half faked, Mina waved in greeting. "I'm an Ashido, although possibly not the one you're looking for."

The driver looked her up and down slowly. "Is there another girl named Ashido in your school with pink skin and wings?"

While there might have been another Ashido somewhere in the building - Mina wasn't willing to rule that out - she was definitely the only one who met that description. "Nope! Just me!"

"Then I dare say that I'm here to pick you up. If you would…" The chauffeur made his way down the length of the car to the door and opened it for Mina. Curling her wings around herself, the rosette leaned down and climbed into the car. Once her eyes adjusted to being out of the bright sun, she blinked slowly.

Sitting there waiting for her was Momo. With whom she'd had a few conversations in passing, none of which involved what school she went to. Mina raised her hand hesitantly and waved hello. "Fancy meeting you here?"

Momo offered her a smug grin in response. "I wanted to surprise you, so I asked Saiko to figure out what school you went to. She dredged your social media for clues, found pictures of your friend Kirishima, and then traced him to a subreddit for young gay men where he routinely posts shirtless bathroom selfies. Analyzing the EXIF data from his photos, she was able to plot where he was taking them. When it turned out to be a junior high school, I felt that there was an acceptable chance that you attended here as well given that there are photos of the two of you after school in matching uniforms."

Wow. That was a lot of effort. Especially considering… "You could have just asked me?"

"But then it wouldn't have been a surprise."

"Yeah. True. Well, I'm surprised." Mina took a deep breath, considered her words for a moment, and then decided to just say what was on her mind. "You do know the whole thing is a little creepy, right?"

Rather than accept the rebuke, Momo just continued to grin smugly at Mina. "I have been told, and I quote, 'my red flags are big but my tits are bigger'."

She wasn't wrong! Her boobs were huge! Mina allowed her eyes to dip down to Momo's very exposed cleavage, where they lingered considerably longer than probably appropriate. So shoot her. She was really gay and Momo was super stacked. "Huh. Can't help but notice that you decided to put your best feature forward today."

Momo glanced downward. "Yes. Quite. A pushup bra, combined with a shirt with an appropriately low neckline. I figured that I would, shall we say, hedge my bets? I was hoping to suitably distract you from the questionable nature of what I'd done and draw your attention toward my more desirable traits."

"I mean, I'm fairly distracted so it seems to be working." Mina glanced out the window as the limousine pulled away from the curb, merging into traffic. "So, I'm assuming by the fact that we're going somewhere that you have some sort of plans for us?"

Nodding, Momo reached out to cover Mina's hand with her own. "I've been thinking quite intently about your offer to let my polycule merge with your hoard. And I have come to the conclusion that I am not necessarily averse, but I would like to spend a bit more time with you before making a firm decision. Mei, Saiko, and I meet in Musutafu to patrol because it is equidistant between our homes. With that said, Seiai is close enough to Chiba that I thought we could pick up Saiko and spend some time just the three of us this evening."

Mina perked up. Saiko was great! And she knew that Seiai had a super cute uniform from her previous interest in the school, which she couldn't wait to see Saiko in. "Now, while ordinarily I wouldn't complain about two really pretty girls wanting to spend time with me in a distinctly date-like fashion… we have to go through Tokyo to head up to Oburoa. Can we pick up Tooru along the way?"

"The invisible girlfriend, if I'm remembering correctly?" Mina nodded and Momo considered it for a moment before making a noise of agreement. "I don't see why not. I will, however, take that as an opportunity to more fully monopolize your attention this evening, given that there will be someone else present to keep Saiko occupied. If you do not object, that is?"

Not necessarily? Which was to say that Mina would have preferred to careen wildly around all three datemates for the evening, paying attention to everyone as equally as possible because she loved cute girls and she loved them a lot. But if Momo wanted to focus her attention on Mina? Mina wasn't going to say no to that. Especially since it would likely only be temporary; Momo was clearly versed in the mechanics of polyamory and so this wasn't likely to develop into a Yuu sort of situation or anything. "So, like, a double date then? Me and you, Tooru and Saiko?"

Momo considered that briefly before nodding. "I would be amenable to that if you are, yes. With all due respect to Tooru, she is not the one who made me an offer. You are. Therefore, I would like to focus my attention on you for the immediate future. If we come to a mutually beneficial arrangement, then I will broaden my interests to Tooru… Tsuyu, Ochako, Fuyumi, and Izumi? Am I forgetting anyone?"

Nodding, Mina pulled out her phone and scooted closer to Momo. Ostensibly so that she could show the taller girl her phone. In reality because she craved contact and it was a really good excuse. "I had a date with a hero intern named Yuu yesterday! Let me show you the pictures!"

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"You know what I've always wanted to do?"

"No but I have a feeling you're about to tell me."

"Make out in a limousine!"

Giggling, Mina leaned forward to grab Tooru's hands from where the girl was sitting diagonal from her on one of the bench seats that ran along the side of the stretch limousine. She gave a tug, pulling the invisible girl forward and then onto her lap, which she quickly wrapped her tail around the girl's midsection. "I mean, based but also potential rude to Yaomomo? Like, her girlfriend isn't here so she'd just be stuck watching us kiss each other?"

Mina glanced over at Momo, watching as the ravenette reached up to rub at her nose. "By all means, proceed. I wouldn't mind at all."

A thought popped into Mina's head and she glanced back and forth between Tooru and Momo. Kissing girls was awesome. Watching girls kiss was awesome. She was genuinely down for either. "Given that you're considering joining our super cute and heroic polycule, perhaps you'd like to sample the wares before you make a commitment?"

Gasping softly, Momo brought her hand up to her chest. "Are you asking if I would like to make out with you?"

"Or Tooru! I like kissing girls, but I also enjoy watching girls kissing!" With Tooru's weight on her lap, it was a little more difficult but Mina was able to scoot her way closer to Momo. "Or the three of us can kiss! Not literally at the same time obviously but like, we can all make out together!"

Wait. Was she supposed to be kissing Momo? Or for that matter, was Tooru supposed to be kissing Momo? They weren't dating her yet. On the other hand, she was considering dating them so it was like… being persuasive? Mina had kissed Yuu before the girl had officially declared herself a girlfriend and that had turned out alright. Hmm. Maybe she'd see how Tooru took things and go from there?

Tooru's decision was evidently to tip partially off of Mina's lap, planting one hand on the side wall of the car for balance as she leaned in to kiss Momo. So evidently they were in fact doing this. Fucking nice. Mina let her hands rest on the invisible girl's hips as she watched eagerly, because Tooru kissing people was never something that wasn't interesting to watch. Like, girls love was always great, but Tooru in particular was extra fun to watch just because of the unique qualities of an invisible girl kissing someone.

After a short stretch, Tooru broke away and Mina watched as a thin strand of spit arced between Momo's lips and midair before snapping. Ahh, that was so hot! As soon as Momo recovered her wits - and for that matter, Tooru moved out of the way - Mina leaned over to get a kiss of her own.

Having kissed Yuu repeatedly already, kissing someone taller than her didn't really phase Mina. That being said, Momo's giant spiky ponytail was new and so the rosette reached up to run her fingers through Momo's hair as they kissed. Momo also had plumper lips than any of her other girlfriends so far. Not to mention plumper something elses. God, Momo had just won the genetic lottery several times over, hadn't she?

It was the classic lesbian dilemma. Did she want to be Momo or be with Momo?

Well, one was literally impossible… so she would definitely settle for the second!

As they continued to kiss, Mina slowly brought her hand up to hover in the air uncertainly. While she desperately wanted to discover for herself what Yaoyoroppai felt like, she was also worried that it would be taking things too far. Nothing would ruin the entire evening faster than pushing Momo further than she wanted to go. But stopping to ask felt… awkward? Consent was sexy as fuck, yeah, but should she literally stop and ask if she could grab the girl's breasts?

Before she could come to a decision, Momo reached up to grab Mina's hand and guide it to her right breast. Oh! Hell yeah! Doing her best not to dump Tooru off her lap - she had not planned this well at all - Mina scooted even closer to Momo, her fingers sinking into the soft flesh of the girl's breast as she deepened the kiss.

Given that Yuu had slipped her the tongue the previous evening, Mina was not at all surprised - but not at all upset - when Momo chose to do likewise. She was, however, surprised when Momo reached down and began pulling her shirt upward. Holy shit. Was she about to see her first breast in person? And it was going to be literally the biggest breast she'd experienced in person?

"Miss Yaoyorozu." There was a faint whine of a motor before the unfamiliar voice invaded the cabin, making the girls jump and Tooru squawk indignantly as she tumbled off of Mina's lap to land on the floor. The trio looked over at the front of the compartment, where the divider had been lowered enough for the driver to peer back at them. "Please do not do anything in this car that I would be forced to tell your parents about. What you do on your own time is none of my business. What happens in this car, however, is absolutely so."

Rubbing the back of her hand over her swollen lips, Momo blushed brightly. "As you say, Mister Fujiwara." The driver eyed them for a moment longer before raising the divider again, which Mina noticed was actually tinted glass a shade or two lighter than the interior of the car rather than the solid material that she'd assumed at a quick glance. Well. That was fucking awkward. Mina glanced back over at Momo, who continued to blush as she fanned herself. "Well. That was rather persuasive. I shall definitely take it into consideration going forward."

"As you should." Climbing back up off the floor, Tooru forcibly interposed herself between Momo and Mina on the rear seat of the limousine so that she could lower her voice. "That being said, Mina's told us relatively little about you. That you're a…" Trailing off, she eyed the divider warily before lowering her voice even further. "A vigilante. And that you have a cool quirk. And that you're pretty, which I definitely agree with. And that you're already poly?"

After taking a moment to compose herself, Momo nodded and hesitantly wrapped an arm around Tooru's shoulders. Given that the girl was squished up against her shoulder, it was an understandable move. "Well, I appreciate the compliment. I like to think that I'm attractive, but outside validation is always welcome. And I dare say that I do in fact have a 'cool' quirk, yes." Her cleavage sparkled brightly and the ravenette reached up to grab the resulting creation as it tumbled free. She held it out to Tooru. "I made one for Mina, albeit with additional nested dolls. I couldn't in your case for obvious reasons."

The obvious reason being that Momo had created a Russian nesting doll… out of clear plastic for Tooru! Mina let out a little squeal as she leaned in to inspect it. She wasn't sure about the accuracy of the figure's hair for obvious reasons, but she'd nailed Tooru's uniform perfectly. Squealing, Tooru hugged it to her chest. "That's so cool! I love it!"

Momo preened for a moment before pressing onward. "As for the polyamory, I do indeed have two partners, both of whom Mina has met already. Their names are-"

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Having never actually visited Seiai Academy after her parents firmly shut down her desire to attend the school, Mina had never been to Oburoa before. It turned out to be a decent sized city north of Tokyo in Saitama Prefecture. Mina peered out the windows curiously as they rolled down the streets toward Seiai. "So they all live in dorms?"

Momo hummed affirmatively as she tapped at her phone. "The school has a wider catchment area than even UA or Shiketsu, given that it seeks to attract the best young women in the entirety of Japan. Accordingly, the school offers boarding to all students in an attempt to establish equality. Which is to say, they do not wish for local students to have a measurably different high school experience simply because they have the luxury of going home whereas the others might not."

Huh. Mina definitely hadn't done her homework on the school, given that she hadn't known that. On the other hand, cramming her into a dorm with hundreds of other cute girls? Now she properly understood what her parents had been worried about. She would have misbehaved! She would have misbehaved a lot! "They're clearly allowed to leave their dorms if Saiko is making her way all the way to Musutafu to help you punch people."

Momo made a shushing noise, nodding in the direction of the divider between them and the driver, before nodding a second time more slowly. "It is a bit of a double standard. The students are given permission to leave the dorms within reason on their own time… meaning that local students can very easily see their families if they so choose to. With that said, Saiko is a dorm monitor and shamelessly exploits her power to come and go as she pleases."

"Ooh, so what I'm hearing is that you like naughty girls." Mina winked at Momo playfully before sitting back into her seat as the limousine came to a stop and the driver stepped out. Mina peered out the window curiously as a vaguely familiar periwinkle-haired girl approached the car, bowing politely to Mister Fujiwara. He opened the door for her and Saiko slid into the car, and Mina waved brightly to her. "Saiko! Hi!"

Leaning over, Saiko surprised Mina by planting a soft kiss on her cheek before settling into her seat. "Pleasure to see you as well, Mina. And this must be the Tooru who I spent a few hours the other evening investigating at Yaomomo's behest."

At Mina's questioning glance, Momo shrugged uncaringly. "After our initial meeting and your offer, I put Saiko to work doing what she does best: gathering information and forming conclusions. As part of that, I had her study your various partners at length. You've kept her rather busy these past few days."

"If I'm allowed to say, I think my favorite of your partners so far is Todoroki Fuyumi." When her curious gaze turned to the bluenette, Saiko blushed faintly. "Her hairstyle appeals to me."

Mina nodded enthusiastically. "There has to be a character with a side shave in ever story!"

An exasperated groan escaped from Tooru, who had moved back to the bench seat to make room for Saiko on the rear seat. "She thinks she can break the fourth wall. You can either nod and smile to humor her, or just ignore it. I tend to ignore it."

"Mou! Breaking the fourth wall is funny! I caught Tsuyu doing it the other day too!" Mina crossed her arms over her chest and pouted for a few seconds before peering over at Momo. "Stalking not just me, but my entire polycule? All the red flags are starting to make this look like a carnival. You're a yandere, aren't you?"

Even as Momo blushed again at being confronted, Saiko let out a low chuckle. "She's got your number, darling." Turning to Mina, she nodded in the ravenette's direction. "To be fair, she is rich, beautiful, intelligent, and has a powerful quirk. She had to have some sort of flaw to keep her from being a Mary Sue."

Mina considered that for a moment before nodding in understanding. "I mean, I would have settled for confidence issues or maybe being a chronic overthinker or something." Turning to Saiko, she lowered her voice to a stage whisper as she gestured to Momo emphatically. "You have a yandere girlfriend and she looks like that? Truly you have been blessed."

"I have been, haven't I? She serves as a delightful counterpoint to Mei's complete gremlin energy, although there have been multiple instances where the two of them form a feedback loop of chaos that ends with something exploding violently." Saiko shook her head bemusedly before folding her hands in her lap. "But yes, to answer your question, Yaomomo is very much a yandere and you should take that into consideration before deciding whether or not you do in fact want to date her."

Bouncing excitedly in her seat, Mina reached out to grab Saiko's hand in her left and Momo's hand in her right. "Are you kidding me? I've literally always wanted to have a yandere girlfriend!" She looked back and forth between the two visibly surprised girls before settling on Momo. "Oh! Oh! If someone flirts with me tonight, can you threaten them? Or do we have to be officially dating before that happens?"

Momo looked completely confused as she looked down at where Mina was holding her hand and then back up at the rosette. "You… would want me to threaten people for deciding to flirt with you? Wouldn't that be counterproductive to your desire to establish a hoard of twenty-four girls?"

Hmm. Possibly. Curse her desire to have a yandere girlfriend. How was she supposed to have a yandere girlfriend while simultaneously obtaining more girlfriends? Unless she put off acquiring the yandere girlfriend until absolutely last? Mina tapped her finger against her chin as she thought. Or… "What if it's a test? If they're scared off by you being yandere, then clearly they're not worthy of being part of my hoard?"

Smiling brightly, Momo reached up to her sparkling cleavage and pulled out a wicked looking knife. "If you're amenable, I could absolutely try to scare off girls who are flirting with you."

"Okay, wow, take it down a notch. No knives in public." Mina carefully took the knife away from Momo and handed it off to Saiko, who was clearly used to such things and opened up a small compartment in the interior, safely storing the knife. "So, I want to know what our evening plans are but before we get to that, I feel like I should ask if there are any other major things that Tooru and I should know about you? Or you too, Saiko. Don't want to leave you out."

A hesitant look crossing her face, Saiko gestured to her hoody, drawing Mina's attention to it. There was a steaming tea cup printed on the front surrounded by the words 'I put the TEA in LGBT', with both 'TEA' and 'LGBT' in blue, white, and pink letters. "Well, I dare say that this would qualify…"

Gasping excitedly, Mina clapped her hands together. "You are? Really?" When Saiko nodded slowly, the rosette clapped again. "We are absolutely okay with that in this polycule. After all, it's spelled 'sisterhood' not 'cisterhood'. You'd actually be the second trans girl in the group after Tsuyu. Which I'm sure you already know if you looked her up online." Pausing, Mina eyed Saiko speculatively. "Do you have an organ reorganizing dick too? Like, I haven't seen it for myself for obvious reasons but Tsuyu claims to be a whole ass thirty-five centimeters."

Even as Saiko's jaw dropped, Momo let out a disbelieving sputter. "I'm sorry, she has a what?"

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Unsurprisingly given that they seemed to be literally everywhere - well, except for Oburoa proper - the quartet ended up at an AEON Mall in neighboring Hanyu for the evening. Which was absolutely fine with Mina; she loved going to the mall. Especially because this one had a larger brands of arcade instead of one of their smaller competitors like near her house. Letting go of Momo's hand, the rosette bounced over to one of the DDR machines excitedly. "Oh! Please tell me that you know how to play DDR. It's my literal favoritest thing to do in an arcade ever."

Momo eyed the game uncertainly, slowly shaking her head before looking over at a neighboring cabinet where two people were playing. "It seems simple enough. That being said, I do not know if I am properly dressed to play?" Mina's eyes raked over the ravenette and then she raised an eyebrow; she'd played DDR in jeans and a tank top before. What was the problem? Blushing faintly, Momo gestured to her exposed cleavage. "I, err, dressed to impress? I fear that I am one deep breath away from having a wardrobe malfunction over here. Energetic aerobic activity seems like… a poor idea."

Well when she put it like that? "Now I really want to see you play." At Momo's exasperated look, Mina blushed brightly and brought her hands up to her face. "Sorry, that was really thirsty of me, wasn't it? But no, uh, objection received and understood. Hmm. I'm less good at other games. I do okay with crane games, but I feel like I'd be less impressive than Mei and I was hoping to impress you. First date and all that."

"While I appreciate the sentiment, I would like to remind you that this is more of a 'getting to know you' activity for the two of us. I don't necessarily seek to be impressed. I just need to understand whether or not we would be a good fit for each other." Pausing, Momo tilted her head to the side and considered the DDR machine again. "I would not be averse to watching you play, if you wish. It might be impressive to me, if that's something you're seriously taking into consideration."

Um, did she want to impress Momo? Kinda! Momo was pretty and rich and and intelligent and had a cool quirk. Sure, she was a yandere, but that just made her hotter. What did Mina have to compare to that? Or to Mei or Saiko, both of whom had already won Momo's heart?

Well, she had her whole holy dragon thing. Momo seemed sort of interested in that. Probably didn't want to do anything to hurt Momo so she could heal her, though. Or hurt anyone else so she could demonstrate her fire. She definitely wasn't going to impress Momo with her mind. Trying to buy Momo something impressive was likely an exercise in futility; the girl could probably buy Makuharihongo if she wanted to. Physical prowess was a tried and true method of impressing a girl, though. So with nothing else going for her… why not?

Wrapping her tail around the bar at the back of the cabinet for stability, Mina flared her wings as she leaned forward to slip a token into the game. "Kinda wishing we'd stopped at that skate park we saw on the way over here; I could really show off my dancing skills. This'll have to do, though." Leaning forward, she began flicking through the available songs. There were almost two thousand these days, which gave Mina quite a list to sort through. "Oh! They added something from PIKASONIC! I love… erm, them? I'm still not entirely clear on who PIKASONIC is, but their music is a lot of fun to dance to!"

"I freely admit that I lack an even passing knowledge of popular music." Momo moved to stand behind Mina, brushing one hand against where Mina's tail was wrapped around the bar curiously. "Who or what is a 'PIKASONIC'?"

Mina lowered her wings so she could peer back over her should at Momo. "I genuinely do not know. All of their music with vocals are collaborations. Could be a guy. Could be a girl. Could be some musician's AI bot that outlived its creator and kept putting out music? Some sort of an EDM artist."

Nodding sagely, Momo leaned in toward Mina. "…what's EDM?"

Huh. What did EDM stand for? Leaving the cabinet to loop animations as it waited for her to make a selection, Mina pulled out her phone and quickly googled the question. "It stands for 'electronic dance music', which is what I was going to guess but I didn't want to be wrong? It's basically a wide ranging genre that covers everything from like, house music to dance-pop to techno and trance. Basically if it's percussive dance music with an electronic vibe to it, it's probably EDM."

Looking over at the neighboring cabinet, Momo nodded a second time. "If it's what is currently playing from their game, it's not unpleasant. Not the sort of thing that my parents would approve of me indulging in, mind you, but not unpleasant."

"Yaomomo, you sneak out on weekends to go beat up people. Who cares what your parents would want?" Flicking her tail against Momo's palm playfully, Mina spun around to face the taller girl and grabbed her by the shoulders. "We're a little over a week away from being high school students! That's practically being an adult! You own headphones, right? You can listen to whatever you want and they'll never know!"

After considering that for a short while, Momo perked up. "You're right. I do my best to be the dutifully obedient child around my parents because I thought it would lessen the chances of them scrutinizing my extralegal activities but… is it not expected that at some point, teenagers should rebel against their parents?"

Mina bounced up and down excitedly. "They should! How you handle that is a key component that shapes parent-child relationships going into adulthood! Or at least that's what the article I quoted to my mom said when we had this discussion!" The rosette looked back at the cabinet as the music changed, trying to get her attention. "Shoot, I already paid. I know that CDs are so beyond vintage at this point, but I still sort of want to take you to HMV and buy you a bunch of music to take home."

Her skin sparkling, Momo pulled out a new arcade token and handed it to Mina. "There. You have been reimbursed for your wasted token. Shall we take our leave so that we can go to the store that you're talking about?"

"Um, well, I didn't really even care about the one token I spent but sure!" Vaulting over the bar, Mina landed agilely next to Momo and grabbed her by the hand. "I saw a t-shirt wagon on our way in! Do you maybe want to get couple's shirts as part of our date? Then we could double back here and play without you worrying about popping out."

Momo perked up. "That does sound fun, yes. Couple's shirts… are you talking about two t-shirts that are thematically connected? A 'his and hers' sort of situation?"

Tugging on Momo's hand, Mina began guiding her down the winding path between the arcade cabinets toward the front of the arcade. "Exactly! Like maybe like a dignified calligraphy font for yours that says 'Sorry I'm Late, I Was Doing Things' and then something a bit louder and wilder for mine and the words 'I'm Things'?"

Her free hand rose to her mouth as Momo giggled softly. "That's so incredibly inappropriate. I love it. Can we get additional shirts for Saiko and possibly Tooru that also say 'I'm Things'?"

"Um, yes!"

"And then we can take a group selfie?"

"Absolutely!"

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"People who don't like pickles are very important because they give me their pickles."

Decked out in their new matching shirts - black with pink writing on them - the quartet were arrayed around a table in the mall food court as Mina once again found herself amazed by Momo's ability to pack away food. Granted they had both worked up a bit of a sweat on the DDR machines after making sure that Momo wouldn't expose herself accidentally, but the ravenette was significantly outpacing Mina. Looking up from her third burger, Momo chewed slowly and swallowed before lifting the far edge of the bun. "Would you like my pickles? I'm wholly ambivalent."

Mina shook her head before waving to Momo. "Pickles are an integral part of the burger experience. I'm just saying that in the case of people who absolutely do not want them… I am more than glad to give them a loving home."

"Aww, now I feel bad. I specifically order chicken sandwiches to avoid the anxiety of having to make special requests when I order." At Momo's curious look, Tooru flipped open the top bun on her sandwich. "Don't have to ask for no pickles if the sandwich already doesn't have pickles. I'm big braining this shit."

Nodding slowly, Momo went back to her burger and Mina turned her attention to Saiko, who she'd seen relatively little of apart from a brief period in the car between Seiai and the mall. "So… um, what's it like going to Seiai? I wanted to apply there but my parents wouldn't let me."

Saiko paused with a smothered fry halfway to her mouth. "Would it be too personal to ask why?"

Considering that they might be dating by the end of the day? Um, no. "How do I put this politely? Because I'm not very good at that sort of thing." Mina tapped her finger against her chin a few times before snapping her fingers. "My parents were concerned that I would put inappropriate amounts of energy into extracurricular activities and neglect my studies."

At Saiko's mystified look, Tooru giggled and clarified. "Mina is super gay and her parents were concerned about the obvious outcome of putting her at an all girl's school."

"Oh. They were quite right to worry." Saiko leaned forward, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "There is… so much sex going on in the dorms. Couples. Casual encounters. Threesomes. Moresomes. There's a reason that the sign on Dorm Alpha has been graffitied to read 'Doseiai Academy' four separate times this year alone."

Mina's golden eyes lit up as she bounced excitedly in her seat before leaning in toward Saiko. "Oh my god, that's so amazing. Homosexual Love Academy indeed. I'm so, so jealous of you right now. I've kissed several girls but that's all I've ever done. I mean, I got to grab Yaomomo's boob on the way over here but then the driver cockblocked me." Even as Momo blushed and ducked her head at Saiko's inquiring look, Mina pushed onward. "Is it too late for me to put in an application?"

A soft chuckle emerged from Saiko and then she took a moment to eat her fry before responding. "Given that you should be receiving your response letters this weekend and your high school career begins in ten days, I imagine so. Not to mention that I feel your various UA-bound paramours would be rather disappointed if you ended up attending Seiai with me?"

After considering that for a bit, Mina nodded reluctantly. "I guess. I'm still allowed to be jealous, right?" Smirking, Saiko nodded in response, and Mina scooted even closer to the bluenette. "I want to know… everything. Do you have a girlfriend at school? A friend with benefits? How do Mei and Yaomomo handle it? Wait. Are you having sex with Mei and Yaomomo?"

When an indignant squawk erupted from Momo, who brought both hands down on the table hard enough that other people in the food court looked over at them, Saiko brought a finger up to her lips. "We can talk about this later if you want. Perhaps… Yaomomo, would you be amenable to swapping partners for a bit?"

"At this point, I absolutely would." Bringing her hands up to her blushing cheeks, Momo squirmed in her seat. "I thought I was prepared to meet Mina's energy and forwardness head on and immerse myself in her exceptionally extroverted personality, but I clearly am not. This is not polite conversation in the slightest."

Flinching, Mina slouched back in her seat. "Shoot, I made you uncomfortable. I'm sorry. I just… I want to know everything about everyone. Including the fun bits. Especially the fun bits. And, I mean, to be fair? She started it."

Saiko bowed her head apologetically. "I did in fact, as you say, start it. So Yaomomo, I will admit that some of the blame here is mine. I was attempting to match Mina's energy and in the process, I did something that made you uncomfortable. My apologies."

"It's fine. I'm just…" Inhaling, Momo drew herself up to her full height. "Before you, I was sheltered and naive. To some extent, I still am. There is so much that I don't know, and you don't have time to hold my hand through teaching me. Is this the sort of thing that normal teenagers talk about? I wouldn't know; I've had precious few opportunities to interact with people my own age. Accordingly, Mina and her companions represent an amazing opportunity to grow and explore myself in exciting new ways once I start attending UA High and… I guess I am starting to understand how far behind everyone else I am in terms of socialization."

Bracing her foot against the floor, Mina scooted her chair toward Momo, flinching slightly at the necessary but obnoxious squeal of metal against the floor. Grabbing Momo's hands, she held them up in the space between us. "You're not behind. You're just like… mou. How do I explain this? Are you familiar with the Myers-Briggs personality types?"

Momo nodded slowly. "If it's not offensive, I'm genuinely surprised that you are?'

"Oh, there's an app that tells you what type you are. That's how I know. But like… I'm very clearly a ESFP. And you are kinda like… I skimmed the page explaining the types, but I feel like you're somewhere in the something-NT-something area? Like, the analysts and deep thinkers? It doesn't make you behind me or anything. It just makes you different from me. We just look at the world completely differently."

Another slow nod, and Momo pondered her words. "For the record, you are not technically incorrect about me being a 'something-NT-something'. I am in fact an INTP. I'm not at all surprised that you're an ESFP, though. Especially because I remember there being some mention of them regarding falling in love as the best part of a relationship."

Mina bounced in her seat, squeezing Momo's hands. "It is the best part! It's part of why I want to have my hoard! Why limit myself to just falling in love once when I can fall in love twenty-four completely separate times? Love is the best part of the human experience! If you don't have love in your life, what even is the point?"

The corner of Momo's mouth curled upward. "As someone who's done it twice so far, I can't disagree that falling in love is an amazing experience. I imagine that falling in love with you, however, would be very different from what I experienced with Mei or Saiko."

Releasing one of Momo's hands, Mina brought it up to run through her hair. "There's going to be adventure! Excitement! Video calls! Spontaneous flowers! Questionably legal selfies!"

"Everything except that last one sounds exciting. My parents still go through my phone, though, so I would urge you to avoid the selfies of dubious legality, at least for now." Momo smiled and looked from Mina to Saiko. "Mei's vote has been yes since Mina mentioned the possibility of making support gear for an entire polycule. I'm leaning towards a yes as well. But this needs to be a unanimous decision."

Saiko hummed softly. "I would say yes to Tooru at this point. Mina? I've spent less than twenty minutes with, outside of the ride to the mall. Shall we adjourn until I've had my chance to spent a bit of time with her as well?"

That seemed fair to Mina.

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"You know what you need? A pearl necklace."

"A… and here Momo said that I was being too forward for her to handle." Mina blushed brightly as she looked around the store furtively before leaning in toward Saiko. "I mean, are you thinking of like, us going into a stall in the bathrooms or what?"

Saiko stared at her blankly for a few seconds, mouthed 'a pearl necklace', and then exploded into a bright blush to match Mina's. "Not… my word, I should never have brought up sex while we were eating. Get your mind out of the gutter! I mean a literal pearl necklace!"

Reaching up, Mina rubbed the back of her head as she continued to blush a brilliant shade of magenta. "Oh. Sorry. I mean, it's an understandable mistake given what we were talking about and…" Trailing off, the rosette gestured in the direction of Saiko's crotch.

Pointedly moving to place one of the display cabinets between her and Mina, Saiko gestured emphatically down at the wares on display between them. "As I was saying… you need a pearl necklace if you're going to embrace the lore of Toyotama as a heroic identity. Her name is literally spelled with the kanji for 'rich' and 'pearl'."

"It is? I mean, it is! I totally knew that!" Mina chuckled awkwardly before glancing down at the display of necklaces. They'd ended up in évangile after bouncing off a few other stores, mostly because Mina loved collecting bracelets to mix and match with her outfits. She hadn't quite understood why Saiko had made a beeline for the pearls, but she certainly did now. "Okay, so since you're clearly putting thought into this… are we talking like, a strand necklace? Multiple strands of different lengths? Something more like costume jewelry? And hmm. I'm not sure how well this would go with the costume that I'm planning to submit."

Saiko raised an eyebrow at that, making to move toward Mina before thinking better of it. "Do you have a picture of the design that you have in mind so I could give you more informed feedback?"

Nodding, Mina pulled out her phone. She'd sketched it on her tablet at home, printed it, and it was waiting on the living room table for her to attach it to the forms that UA High would undoubtedly send her so that she could send it back. "It's… this."

Sidling up next to Mina, Saiko peered down at her phone. Then she looked up at Mina. Then she looked back down at the phone and made a thoughtful noise. "It's very… bright?"

"It is! I love bright colors!" Mina looked down at the teal and purple patterned bodysuit that she'd drawn out. She'd been thinking of like, a sleeveless crop jacket or something, but… wings. Glancing over at Saiko, she nudged the girl with her hip. "You can be honest. I won't be offended."

Saiko inhaled deeply, opened her mouth, and then closed it as she exhaled through her nose. After a few seconds of hesitating, she finally spoke. "You have… a very, very well defined color palette. Naturally speaking, I mean. You are exceptionally colorful as it is. Putting yourself in that may be… a little too much? Would you be open to considering that same design, just in a solid color? Possibly black?"

Biting her lip, Mina peered down at her phone again. Black and pink did go together really well. Prime example: her eyes. She owned plenty of black clothes and liked how they looked on her. Did she want a black hero costume, though? It would be harder to get dirty. And hide like, blood stains and stuff. "And then a pearl necklace for Toyotama?"

Saiko nodded and picked up a particularly bulky necklace off the display. The pearls were most definitely fake, given the size, although at the prices évangile was advertising for their wares, presumably all the pearls were fake. "I was thinking a piece like this. A statement piece. Like, the sort of thing that they can't paint onto your action figure someday. A necklace that screams 'pearls' at anyone who sees it."

Oh! She was going to be an action figure some day, wasn't she? And also possibly a statue, maybe a doll, probably some themed clothing, and if she was really lucky, a nitotan. "I love that you're putting thought into this sort of thing because I most certainly am not. Like, I saw the obvious benefit of dating Yaomomo because like, UA study buddy and she's super smart. But dating someone who not just thinks about, but actively plans for the future? That would do… so much to improve my life."

"Yaomomo said the same thing, amusingly enough. We are superficially similar in that we're both phenomenally intelligent young women, but beneath the surface we are very different individuals." Saiko moved behind Mina, carefully avoiding the girl's wings as she wrapped the necklace around Mina's neck and then fastened it. "What do you think?"

Raising her phone, Mina switched to the camera app and swapped to the front facing camera so that she could study herself. The necklace… looked good, really. It was a bit bulkier than anything she currently owned, and she'd have to get used to the weight of it. Not that it weighed much but compared to anything she owned? It was heavier enough. "I adore it. How much is it?"

Saiko's image shrugged at her and Mina glanced back over her shoulder at the periwinkle-haired girl. Smiling faintly, Saiko held up the tag and then curled her fingers around it to hide it from view. "Consider it a courtship present. It's not much, but Mei has repeatedly and enthusiastically reminded me that it is in fact the thought that counts."

Spinning around, Mina tried to grab at Saiko's hand but the taller girl managed to keep it away from her. "Mou! Fine! In that case, I'll have to get you something! Or…" Mina leaned in, winking playfully. "Give you something."

"Ah. So we have returned to the pearl necklace discussion, or thereabouts." Saiko reached up to tug at the neckline of her t-shirt as her cheeks flushed again. "Are you… Yaomomo is understandably not the type to indulge in such things. Are you genuinely interested? I would be if you are."

Mina considered that for a moment. Exactly what was she willing to do with a… at this point, it seemed like a foregone conclusion that they were going to be dating by the end of the night. So she didn't have to worry about what was acceptable behavior between her and a non-partner. So it came down to… what did she want to do?

Short answer: literally everything. Three times at a minimum, to make sure the first two times weren't a fluke. She was… so curious about literally everything. Which was understandable. She was a teenager. She was allowed to be hormonal. And curious. So how curious was she?

Sex was off the table. Not only was she personally not ready to take that step with anyone at all at this point, but there were the practical implications to consider. It would involve fluids being in her that would proceed to want to be out of her for the entire rest of the evening. That did not sound like a fun idea to Mina. But there definitely other things they could do. The rosette eyed Saiko consideringly. "Bathroom?"

"Sounds good to me." Grinning impishly, Saiko gestured for Mina to follow her as she turned and headed toward the cash register. "I believe this is where - if we were in a restaurant - I would be saying 'check please'."

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"You, uh, got a little something on your face there."

Letting out a squawk of dismay, Mina frantically wiped her face against the sleeve of her t-shirt, eyes widening when it came away with a wet stain. "Shit!" Whirling around, she glared at Saiko accusingly. "You said I got it all off!"

Saiko just grinned back at her smugly, tucking herself under Momo's arm as she sidled up on the taller girl's left. "No, Mina, I believe my exact words were that you were in fact 'clean enough'."

"…oh my." Momo shot Saiko a reproachful look even as she blushed before turning to Mina and offering an apologetic smile. "It seems to be a fetish of hers, I'm afraid. She's attempted to trick both myself and Mei similarly. We've learned to fastidiously check our appearances after an encounter with her."

Okay so first of all, that answered - at least to a degree - the question of whether or not the trio was fooling around. Which… filled Mina's head with all sorts of images, because Momo and Mei and Saiko were all really hot! But secondly? "Oh, so it's just some fucked up fetish thing? Why didn't you tell me? Like, I'm mad because you tricked me. If you'd just been honest, I would have been…" Mina trailed off, furrowing her brow. "Like, maybe something at night? A little less visibility? I think I'm kind of an exhibitionist, but I also feel like I'd be pragmatic about it? Sexy stuff is fun, sure, but getting arrested is not."

Saiko shot a glance over at where a security guard was riding past on a Segway and then blushed faintly. "Quite. I've been carefully positioning myself between you and potentially interested parties on the way back to our designated meeting location, but that was exceptionally risky of me. I do apologize. I just-"

"No, no, you're fine. Like I said, fetishes are fun. We'll talk." Turning her attention back to Momo, Mina gestured between herself and the ravenette. "So, I feel like this neatly answers the question about whether or not Saiko is interested in dating me?"

Momo glanced over at Saiko before nodding slowly. "Quite. I had a pleasant time with Tooru as well. And as I stated earlier, Mei has already made her thoughts known on the subject. So I suppose that I should consider myself welcomed aboard? What happens next?"

Bouncing lightly on her toes, Mina considered the question. "Ooh, should we think of a name for ourselves? Like, as a polycule? As a future hero team?" She ticked points off on her fingers. "Me. Ochako. Tsuyu. Tooru. Fuyumi. Izumi. Yuu. Yaomomo. Saiko. Mei. Mou! One too many! I was going to suggest the Ennead." At Momo's quizzical look, she shrugged. "I had a mythology phase at one point. Isn't that like, the nine Egyptian gods?"

"You are correct. However, the Ennead was comprised of three generations of Heliopolitan gods and contained multiple parent-child relationships. Probably not the best name for a polycule, given that." Momo paused for a moment, then gestured to Mina's ten outstretched fingers before holding up all ten of her fingers as well. "Also, should we not pick a name that will grow with us? Given that you have stated your desire to have a hoard of twenty-four girls, meaning a total polycule size of twenty-five unique partners?"

Cocking her head to the side, Mina considered that. "Considering you know pretty much everything about everything, is there a fancy name for a group of twenty-five people? Like quintet, just… bigger?"

Momo furrowed her brow in thought, pausing for long enough that Saiko stepped in to answer the question. "The short answer is that there is not. Hmm. Quintet is a loanword in our language, deriving from the French which in turn derives from the Italian which comes from the predecessor Latin… what?"

Bemused, Mina gestured for the girl to keep going. "No, you nerding out like this is surprisingly hot. Like, I am an intellectual inferior and I am not at all threatened by it. You actually knowing the answer to my questions and being willing to share your knowledge with me is really attractive. Please. Continue."

"If I may contribute to the, erm, current display of attractiveness at hand?" Momo looked over at Saiko, who nodded. "As Saiko said, the root word is the Latin 'quintus'. Five. Quintus, quintetto, quintette, quintet. The Latin for twenty is 'viginti', which morphs into 'vingt' in French. So possibly stylizing it, we could be Vingtiquint or the Vingtiquintet or some such?"

Mina considered that. French was awfully fancy, wasn't it? Being fancy could be fun. And it was much better than her initial idea of 'Polyblob', or 'The Blob' for short. 'The Blob' did not sound heroic at all, if she was honest with herself. It sounded like something you'd call a C-list comic book villain or something. "I don't hate it? I mean, we have time because I don't think we can hero team until after we're all licensed and established ourselves well as sidekicks who are doing well enough to strike out on their own?"

Her question received a brief shake of Momo's head. "Technically, the barrier between a hero and having an agency is wholly and solely financial. Banks aren't willing to issue funding to an unproven hero wishing to establish an agency because it is financially risky for them to do so. Given that - as of now - I am a member of your polycule? We could quite easily draw on my family's resources and open a hero agency the day after we graduate from high school. Saiko, your new friend Yuu, and any other girl you choose to date who is older than us would be forced to spend some time as a sidekick, but that would be all."

"Oh. So this is a more pressing issue than I thought. Hmm." Mina rubbed her chin in thought. "Well, I feel like we should probably put it to an actual vote at some point - possibly when we achieve peak polycule status - but I kinda like Vingtiquint. It makes me sound fancy and I need all the help I can get."

Momo nodded in agreement, clearly pleased with herself. "I'm glad that we could help." She pressed a quick kiss to Saiko's cheek before looking around curiously. "Is there anything else we wish to do before we depart for the evening? Arcade. Shopping. Food. Private time. Is there any stone left unturned at this point?"

Grinning, Mina rubbed her hands together eagerly. "Well, considering your driver is absolutely no fun… I did notice a handicapped stall in the bathroom that would probably fit all four of us?"

A soft sigh escaped Momo and she shook her head in exasperation. "As Saiko undoubtedly told you, that sort of thing is not my preference. With that said, as Mister Fujiwara said, what takes place outside of the car is not his business and there are two separate reputable hotels in One Chome of Oburoa's aptly named Central District."

Fanning herself playfully, Mina glanced over at the relatively quiet Tooru and nodded in the direction of their two new girlfriends. "What do you think? Is this story going from Teen and Up to Mature?"

"You know what? You've been relatively good today, and managed to score us some really cool new girlfriends, so I'm going to indulge you." Tooru's headband shook back and forth rapidly. "This seems like the sort of story where that sort of thing happens off-screen."

Mina nodded thoughtfully before snapping and pointing a finger in Tooru's direction. "But it still happens, right?"

"Yes."

"Then I'm okay with that."

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"You know, now that I'm here? Apart from the slight concern about what time I might be getting home and what my parents will think about it?" Mina bounced gently on the edge of the bed before gesturing from herself to Saiko. "I do not know if I'm ready for this."

Leaning into the space between the two girls, Tooru looked back and forth between Mina and Saiko curiously. "That's not what you were saying when you were sucking dick in a mall bathroom."

Mina huffed and rolled her golden eyes at that. "Okay, first of all, those are two very different things. Like, there is a huge gap between spending fifteen minutes with a dick in my mouth-"

"Really? Fifteen minutes?" Momo brought her hand up to her mouth, glancing over at Saiko. "That's unusual for you. Or perhaps I'm just more aggressive than she was?"

Saiko snorted before nodding in acknowledgement. "You are. But also I was taking things slow. Drawing things out. I figured it was a good idea to let her experiment with her first time. Learn to read me and what I like." Leaning in, she also reached up to rub a finger over one of Mina's horns, making the rosette squirm in place. "Also, the way she reacts to having her horns played with is delicious."

Rubbing her thighs together, Mina blushed and leaned into the touch, pouting faintly as Saiko pulled her hand away. "Yes, the horns are an erogenous zone and you are all free to exploit that as you see fit. But like, as I was saying? There is a huge difference between a blowjob and losing my virginity. I was entirely down for one. But now that I've had a chance to like, catch my breath and think a little? I do not think I'm ready for the other."

Saiko reached out to grab her hand, squeezing it before letting their joined hands drop down to rest on the bed. "That's entirely fair. I mean, I am older than you. I've had time to experience what I've experienced. You're still, what, fifteen? I'm sixteen. It doesn't seem like a lot but in terms of experience and maturity, I dare say it's a larger gap than you'd think."

"How would you feel about sitting on my face?" Saiko shot Momo an exasperated look and the ravenette offered a faint shrug in response. "While booking us the hotel room for the night was a trivial amount of money, we did in fact pay for it and I feel like we should get some sort of use out of it? While I am far from frugal, I also do my best not to be wasteful.'

Mina took a moment to genuinely consider the question. She'd somehow skipped from first base to like… oral sex was a solid third, right? She was pretty sure it was third. Didn't want to be weird and look it up, but it felt like it was definitely third. She wasn't… averse to having someone return the favor? Or maybe fingering her? But at the same time, she also sort of wanted to double back and cover that missed ground? "Can I… I just want to touch a damn boob at this point."

A burble of laughter bubbled up out of Momo and she reached down, tugging her t-shirt up and over her head, flinging it playfully at Mina. The rosette reached up and pulled it away from her face to discover Momo peering downward with a bemused expression on her face. "Ah. Layers. My old nemesis."

"I mean, clothing as a nemesis is relatable because most shirts hate me." Mina gestured down at herself, or more specifically the basic t-shirt that she had hastily modified so that she could match the other girls. God bless Momo being able to create scissors on demand. "Why layers, though?"

Momo ran her fingers over her bicep lightly. "Remember my quirk, darling… are you a darling? I feel like you could easily be a darling, although I'm not sure how I'm going to handle pet names for a group of twenty-five. Unless, of course, everyone is simply darling?"

Frowning, Mina found herself considering that. "I mean, I'm more of a nickname girl myself. Like I was going to keep calling you Yaomomo like Mei does because that's fire. Can't really think of one for Tooru or Saiko, though. Or, well, anyone else in the polycule. Like we all have short and sweet names." She thought for a moment more before shaking her head and trying to get back to the topic at hand. "I don't mind being a darling, though."

"Very well. As I was saying, darling, remember what my quirk is. My creations emerge through my skin. Every layer of clothing is another barrier between me and being able to use my quirk." Momo reached up as her cleavage sparkled, catching a fancy looking pen as it emerged from her skin and handing it off to Saiko, who dutifully stuck it in her bag. "Accordingly, I tend to wear as little as I can get away with."

Leaning in, Mina leered playfully at Momo's exposed cleavage. "And I am absolutely not mad about that."

Momo laughed again at Mina's behavior and arched her back, pushing her breasts closer to the rosette. "I imagine not, no. But let me just…" Reaching down again, she grabbed her tank top and peeled it up and over her head, leaving her in just a black bra. "Is this sufficient, or would you prefer direct skin to skin contact for your initial experience?"

"Fuck grabbing one, I'm gonna…" Tooru lunged across the bed toward Momo, pressing her face into the taller girl's cleavage. Mina found herself treated to the unique spectacle of watching Momo's breasts squish and jiggle as the invisible girl rubbed her face against them. "Lublublublub."

Reaching up, Momo grabbed Tooru by the back of her head and pressed her face more firmly into her cleavage. "That's so ridiculous of you, Tooru. I adore it. Please continue."

The response was decidedly muffled even as Tooru tilted her head to the side as best she could. "Um, actually having problems breathing here. You have… hella tiddy."

Mina giggled and wiggled closer on the bed, pressing herself against Tooru's back as she reached around to grab Momo's breasts. "Oh my god, they're so soft! And squishy! Like, obviously it's not that different from grabbing my own… but it so is! This is the literal best day of my life."

Squirming out from between them, Tooru grabbed one of Mina's hands and moved it to her own chest. "Okay so I know that my breasts are nowhere near as big… but what do you think of mine? Are they nice too?"

Given that she was not in the habit of playing favorites - which could get really dangerous really fast - Mina took a moment to consider how to answer the question. Then, the perfect analogy came to her. "Imagine, if you will, having ten thousand yen worth of coins in one hand, and ten thousand yen worth of bills in the other hand. Which has greater mass?" Tooru pondered that for a moment before gesturing to where Mina was cupping Momo's breast. "Yes. But which has greater value?" Tooru made a soft noise of comprehension, and Mina nodded sagely. "Now you understand."

A soft snort escaped from Saiko as she brought her hands up to her own chest. "Personally, I'm quite happy to have the bills. They're easier to carry. And I'm less likely to have problems with back pain."

"Oh my god, what about yours?" Letting go of Tooru and Momo's breasts, Mina whirled around to face the bluenette. Her hands rose toward the girl's chest, and then she paused uncertainly. "Do you mind if I..?"

Saiko smirked faintly as she pulled her own t-shirt off to reveal a pair of breasts slightly smaller than Tooru's clad in a white cotton bra. "I feel like if I've shoved my cock halfway to your stomach, you more than have the right to touch my breasts."

That seemed fair, yes.

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"Trash cat! Trash cat! Mina found a trash cat! Pick it up, hug it tight!" Skipping down the street toward her house, Mina tugged her unresisting companion along behind her. "Trash cat! Trash cat! Bring it home, love it well!"

Today was already off to a great start! Well, it was going to be a significantly less great start when she had to get up on like, a solid four hours of sleep to go to school but meh. She could nap on the train to Musutafu this afternoon. And maybe doze a bit while cuddling with her girlfriends. But given that the day had started a whole nineteen minutes ago, today was going great!

They'd ended up staying in Oburoa a bit later than probably advisable. They'd giggled. They'd explored each other a bunch. Mina had in fact ended up sitting on Momo's face and her body was still low key tingling from that experience. Then they'd gotten Saiko back to Seiai Academy, swung down through Tokyo to drop off Tooru, and Momo had dropped Mina off at the train station near her house rather than try to navigate the narrow streets of Makuharihongo in a limousine.

Mina had then proceeded to make a slight detour to buy herself a midnight snack at the konbini because she had definitely burned off enough energy to deserve it. Bullshitted with the cashier a bit. And then Mina had made her way toward her apartment. Only to come across a homeless girl who was super cute - and made of purplish-black fog, which was totally exotic and intriguing - and who turned out to be willing to come home with her! Which brought them to now, the day that was going great. "So, I understand if you don't want to like, snitch on your father or anything but do you at least have a last name that I can introduce you by?"

Shaking her head, which consisted entirely of purplish-black fog and two glowing yellow eyes, the girl gestured down at herself. "If my father has a last name, I've literally never heard him use it in the entire time I've been alive. He's just Kurogiri to me and everyone else. And that makes me just Enmuko. Also, please stop calling me a trash cat? As I've told you more than once at this point, I do have a home and a father. I just… don't want to be there right now."

Mina came to a stop, spinning around to face her and bouncing excitedly on her toes. "Which makes you functionally homeless! Which is just as homeless as actually homeless, at least when it comes to me dragging you home with me." Leaning in, she lowered her voice. "Ix-nay on the villainous father thing if my mother asks. You're just homeless-homeless. Got it?"

"You're lucky you're cute, you know that, right?" Mina stared intently at her and Enmuko raised her free hand in surrender. "Fine. If your parents - or presumably anyone else - asks, I'm just a simple homeless girl wearing an expensive designer corset and skirt. Nothing unbelievable about that."

Mina peered down at Enmuko before nodding to concede the girl's point. That was slightly suspicious of her, yeah. "That's not like, some fancy corset-shaped containment unit or anything, right? Like, if we take you out of it, you're not going to collapse into a giant foggy mess or anything?"

Shaking her head, Enmuko gestured to her chest. "No, but my breasts won't look nearly as nice as they do right now."

"Well, that would be a fucking tragedy. Mou." Mina leered at the girl's pronounced albeit foggy cleavage for a moment before sobering. "In all seriousness, if it's safe for you to change clothes? The easy solution is for you to change clothes. Because me letting a homeless girl wear something of mine that fits is absolutely something I would do."

Enmuko looked Mina up and down before nodding rapidly in agreement. "I would definitely be down for a change of clothes. I'm a bit longer in the torso than you but eh, I can have a cute strip of stomach showing. I'm sure you'll absolutely hate that."

She would not! Mina giggled and winked playfully at Enmuko before gesturing to the girl with her free hand. "If it's not, like, bad memories that you're running away from or anything? Why exactly are you wearing that? Especially if you were leaving to go wander the streets? You're kinda conspicuous looking. You're lucky the cops didn't find you before I did, they would probably think you were an, err, fortune teller or something. Wink."

"My father's cover story is that he runs a bar. I spend a lot of time there, so I guess I'm supposed to be… I don't know, a waitress? Or a kyabajou? I don't know, I'm pretty sure that Shigaraki came up with the idea." At Mina's questioning look, Enmuko hesitated for a moment before shrugging and deciding that she was willing to share more information. "Shigaraki Hounori. The villain that my father works for. You would think she'd be better about this sort of thing, but she can't seem to find my face when she talks to me."

Mina smirked, shooting a pointed glance down at Enmuko's cleavage again. "Based."

Huffing softly, Enmuko bumped her shoulder against Mina's. "Hush, you. But honestly, she has a distinct femcel vibe? And a decent amount of fairly externalized misogyny? Therefore it's entirely possible that I'm just walking around with my tits on display as her way of belittling and degrading me. She likes reminding me that I'm defective, too. We, uh, do not get along."

Well that was… weird. Shigaraki Hounori wasn't really like, a villain name, at least not as far as Mina was concerned. Like, sure, some villains had two word names but they were also like… villain names. Like Toxic Chainsaw. Or Heat Viper.  What kind of villain name was Shigaraki Hounori? That was just like, a name name. Then something occurred to her. "Your dad's boss dresses you?"

Shrugging helplessly, Enmuko gave a tug on Mina's hand, coaxing her back into motion before realizing that she had no idea where they were going and ceding the lead to Mina. "My father and I have coordinated outfits, so I assume that at some point, someone sat down and thought that up? I don't know. I'm ninety-nine percent sure that someone used a quirk on me at some point, because I only really remember the last year or so. I know enough to keep up with first year high school online classes, but I don't know how or why I know any of that. Sometimes it feels like I just… popped into existence one day, fully formed as a high school girl."

That was even weirder than the Shigaraki thing. Were there quirks that could give amnesia? Or erase memories? Well, she was a holy dragon dating a girl who could make things appear out of her skin, so anything was theoretically possible. Although that did raise the question of… "How do you know that your father is actually your father and not like, some random guy and you're some random girl that they kidnapped off the streets and mind wiped?"

"Oh, that one is easy. My father and I look very similar. Which is to say, I am a fog girl and he is a fog man so yes, it's quite clear that we're actually related." Enmuko hummed softly, bringing her finger up to her chin. "Unless someone abducted both him and me, and then turned us into matching fog people somehow?"

The plot thickened! Because that seemed like exactly the sort of thing that a dastardly villain who was willing to mind wipe a teenage girl would do. Granted, Mina wasn't entirely sure how one would go about making a fog person, much less two, but she wasn't a villain so obviously villainous things weren't exactly her forte. "What is your quirk, by the way? Because I have a frog girlfriend with a frog quirk and I'm a pink dragon with a pink dragon quirk, but I'm assuming that your quirk isn't 'Fog Girl'?"

Enmuko shrugged helplessly. "I… don't know? Is it possible to be quirkless while being this mutated?" Mina blinked before returning the shrug. She wasn't a scientist. Possibly? Like, could someone inherit mutations from their parents but not inherit an active quirk factor? That sounded like it could theoretically be a thing. "But yeah, I just… exist. I don't actually do anything. Which I'm sure is probably very disappointing to the entire evil organization, because my father's quirk is Warp Gate and I'm sure they were hoping to have another warper in the family."

Oh, that sounded so cool! Warping and teleporting quirks were super rare, too! It was a shame that her father was a villain. He could probably do so much good with a quirk like his. Mina shook her head to clear it, staring up at the façade of her apartment building. "Okay, so, just putting this out there because we don't have a spare bedroom and I don't really want to try and dig out the spare futon for you at one something in the morning… how do you feel about cuddling?"

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"Okay, so, we are safely in the house. No parents have seen you. I'm sure I'll have to explain you to them eventually but that's a problem for future me. Are you hungry? Wait, do you eat?" Mina paused, peering over at Enmuko uncertainly. "You're sort of… mouthless?"

Enmuko nodded and then brought a finger up to poke at her face. "I have a mouth under here. The fog sort of hides it, just like how my hands seem sort of… flippery? I still have all five fingers though. Mouth. Nose. But yeah, I was actually at that dumpster because I was pondering dumpster diving after spending literally every yen I had on the ticket furthest from home."

Scrunching up her face in disgust, Mina shook her head. "You really are a trash cat, aren't you? Um, my mom tends to cook dinner for six or seven and then I tackle the leftovers when the mood hits me. Do you like natto?"

It was sort of like Tooru, Mina realized, trying to figure out expressions on Enmuko's face. Unlike Tooru, she had visible eyes. Like Tooru, she had invisible everything else. So the way Enmuko's eyes shifted… vaguely reminded Mina of a disgusted face? "If it's an option, I'd rather not? I mean, if it's what's for dinner, I'll live, but it's not a favorite?"

Huffing, Mina turned up her nose at her new companion. "Mou! Natto is amazing! I eat it seven days a week! Fifty grams of natto has ten grams of protein, thirty-three percent of a daily dose of iron, thirty-four percent of your manganese intake, and like… five hundred percent of your Vitamin K! I don't know what Vitamin K is good for, but I know I get a lot of it!"

"Okay, but it's smelly. And it's slimy." Enmuko shuddered before taking a deep breath. "Like I said, I'll eat natto if it's what's available. I just… like other things more?"

Hmm. Was this like having a girlfriend who didn't like pickles? She could just give Mina her natto? That didn't seem terrible, now that she thought about it. "Okay so just… hold on. Let me go see what we have in the fridge."

Making her way out of her room, Mina padded through the living room and into the kitchen. In the fridge was… some rice, some vegetables, and some sort of fish, all neatly packed into Tupperware containers for her to enjoy at her leisure. Did Enmuko mind cold fish and rice? The microwave beeped awfully loudly at 12:30 in the morning. It would have to do, Mina decided.

Mina grabbed a pair of chopsticks and made her way back to her room. Closing the door behind her, she turned around and let out a low whistle. "Wow. Um. Could be sexier because the shapeless fog is sorta shapeless. But hey. Half-naked girl in my room. Definitely not going to complain."

Hugging her unlaced corset to her chest, Enmuko peered back at Mina. "Sorry, I probably should have asked but you said you'd share clothes so I went straight for the closet. Like, my ribs are generally killing me by the eight or nine hour mark and I had that thing on all damn day. You don't mind, right?"

"No, like you said, I offered. It's completely reasonable for you to take me up on my offer." Mina carefully set the food down on her desk and moved over to join Enmuko in front of her closet. Reaching out, she put her hand on the girl's bare back, marveling at how it sank into the fog a few inches before hitting something solid. "Did you see something you liked?"

Reaching out with one hand, Enmuko grabbed a pair of dragon print pajamas off the shelf. "You mentioned being a dragon but, uh, I was not expecting you to make it your entire image."

Mina giggled and nodded. "Yeah, I have a bunch of dragon stuff. Had a dragon kigu that would have fit you, but I gave that to Tooru. If you want to borrow my pajamas, though, go for it."

"Thanks. Can you..?" Enmuko gestured for Mina to turn around and the girl obliged, if for no other reason than that there… really wasn't much to peep on, given Enmuko's mutation? There was the soft rustle of clothing for a bit and then Enmuko reached out to touch Mina's shoulder. "There. All set. Now, about that food?"

As Mina handed the container of food to Enmuko, she found herself eyeing the girl thoughtfully. She was cute. And evidently her age. Ish? She was a high schooler by her own admission, so only a year or two older than her max. And did she mention cute? Which… granted didn't mean as much as it could have because Mina thought all girls were cute. But still! "Are you seeing anyone?"

The lid of the container tumbled to the floor as Enmuko pulled it off and then her hand kept moving, the girl staring at Mina with a hard to read but distinctly incredulous vibe. "I am the quirkless fog girl whose father is a villain. What do you think?"

Mina clapped her hands together excitedly. "I think you're a problem, but you can be my problem!" Enmuko chuckled and the rosette perked up. "Oh, was that a good one? I wasn't sure, but I decided to go for it." When the foggy girl nodded, Mina pushed on. "But okay like… I feel like we have chemistry? Otherwise I wouldn't have invited you home with me."

"You decided that you liked me that quickly?" Enmuko took her chopsticks and Mina watched in rapt fascination as she fed a piece of fish to a roughly mouth-ish spot in her foggy face. "We spoke for literally ten minutes before you decided to adopt me."

Scooting closer, Mina opened her mouth and waited until Enmuko took the hint, feeding her a bit of rice topped with natto. Chewing, she swallowed and smiled brightly. "I'm a really good judge of character! And super impulsive! And also super duper gay! And you're cute and nice and friendly so why not try to date you?"

Enmuko snorted softly. "Why not indeed?" She gestured to her surroundings with the chopsticks. "Would saying yes make your parents more or less likely to let me stay here once I meet them? Because this place is pretty nice. I'll trade ass for a place to stay if I have to."

"Well, first of all, I had a chance to lose my virginity tonight and declined so your virtue is… semi-safe with me? Like, I'd love to fool around some, but I realized that I am not ready to have sex." Mina waited a few seconds for Enmuko to nod in understanding before continuing on. "That being said, I could probably sell my parents on letting my down on my luck girlfriend stay with me. Can you cook and clean?"

Nodding, Enmuko held up a finger. "And bartend." At Mina's odd look, she slumped a bit. "Not helpful?"

Mina shook her head. "Not really. But okay, so, I am a bit of a slob. Look at this place. It's obviously not terrible, but I tend to get distracted and just leave stuff places. And I also tend to toss stuff on the bed when I'm getting dressed, and then just push it off the bed onto the floor at night. So, like, okay. I have a laptop. And if you agree to help make this place look a bit more presentable in between doing your online classes, I'm pretty sure that my parents would let you stay with me. How are you with kids?"

"They taste great with barbecue sauce?"

"…okay, so we're going to be mostly keeping you in my room and away from my little siblings…"

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"Kiri! I found a trash cat!"

"Did you take it home?"

"I did!"

"Taking care of stray animals is so manly." Eijiro gazed at Mina admiringly. "What kind is it? Like, what breed?"

"Foggy!" Mina grinned at Eijiro and then broke down giggling at his confused expression. "Okay, so not a literal cat. I found a cute homeless girl and I decided to bring her home with me and she agreed to date me and now we're dating! I have… hang on, I need to count. Tsuyu. Ochako. Tooru. Fuyumi. Izumi. Yuu. Yaomomo. Mei. Saiko. Enmuko. Ten girlfriends! I'm almost halfway to my goal of twenty-four cute girls in my hoard!"

From across the classroom, Furuko perked up and then shook her head in amusement. "You know what? Hana and I were sort of undecided - we had a nice date, but we talked about you a bunch - but I think if nobody's upset about it, I'm just going to keep Hana and stay over here on my lonesome." At Mina's surprised expression, she shrugged. "Like, no offense, but your polycule has literally doubled since when I asked to be in it. I can't keep up with something like that."

Perched on Furuko's desk as they ate lunch together, Hana nodded in agreement. "I knew that you were looking to expand, but that's a little much for me. Like, twenty-four girlfriends over a period of years of slow and steady growth? I could handle. At the rate you're going, you're going to have twenty-four girlfriends by the end of next week. And I honestly don't have the social energy to get to know that many girls that fast. Sorry?"

Mina waved dismissively. "No, no, that's very valid of you. Yuu's already told me that she's not sure if she's going to date anyone else in the group or just be metamours with everyone. I actually was going to suggest the two of you as potential partners for her since she's a hero intern here in Chiba. Guess that's off the table. Oh well. She can be my weekend honey giant girlfriend."

"Okay so I want to ask more about the 'trash cat' situation but while we're on it… giant girlfriend?" Eijiro made a growing motion with his hands. "Are you dating Mount Lady?"

Mina nodded excitedly. "I am! We met when she was just arriving in town and Tooru and I helped show her around. We ended up going on a date and it went well and now she's part of my hoard. We don't really talk about her job much and I haven't been keeping up on the news. Did she do something cool?"

Opening and closing his mouth, Eijiro nodded slowly. "I guess you could say that?" At Mina's curious expression, he hesitated for a few seconds before elaborating. "She, uh, took down a purse snatcher by stepping on him. And… when the cops came to detain him, there was a big wet spot. Uh. On his crotch."

"He wet himself?"

"Uh, no."

Golden eyes widening, Mina leaned in. "He came from my girlfriend stepping on him?!" Eijiro nodded again and the rosette let out an aggravated noise. "That's not cool! That's not cool at all! He should have to pay for that sort of thing!"

Before Mina could further elaborate on that thought - she wasn't sure if that was a market Yuu was planning to tap but if she was, she definitely deserved to be appropriately compensated for her efforts - there was a soft popping noise and then her peripheral vision was obstructed by a familiar purplish-black fog. Looking over, Mina found Enmuko standing next to her wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt. The girl blinked her yellow eyes at her a few times before letting out a squawk. "Mina?!"

Mina gasped, bringing her hands up to her chest as she beamed at the girl. "Trash Cat! We were just talking about you!"

Groaning, Enmuko buried her face in her hands. "Please tell me that's not going to be your pet name for me."

"Capital T, capital C. It's your nickname. Just go with it." Mina leaned over, verified that her girlfriend was not in fact wearing pants, and raised an eyebrow. "Where are your pants?"

Reaching down, Enmuko tugged at the hem of her shirt, trying to cover as much of herself as possible. "I was just hanging out in your room reading some of your manga. I felt like being comfortable. So… yeah. And then I was thinking about you and I felt a pulling sensation and then I was here?"

Mina leered playfully at the girl. "You were thinking about me? With no pants on?"

A soft groan escaped Enmuko as she cuffed Mina's shoulder. "Not like that. Like I said, me, your bed, stuffed animals, manga. I was just relaxing. And then I thought about you, and now I'm here."

Flapping her hands excitedly, Mina gestured back and forth between them. "Am I your first girlfriend?" Enmuko nodded slowly and Mina waved her hands even more energetically. "What if you had a quirk all along and you didn't know it because you were single? You can teleport! To the person that you're dating!"

"That seems… oddly specific. But I mean, sure, why not?" Enmuko looked around, tugged at her shirt again, and then hustled up the column of desks to stand near the blackboard at the front of the room. Her eyes closed, there was another soft pop, and suddenly she was back next to Mina. "But evidently you're not wrong?"

Mina nodded and then brought her hand up to her chin. "Does it work in both directions?" Sliding out of her desk, the rosette hustled up to the front of the room. "Okay, now try thinking of me but like, me being with you instead of you being with me?"

There was a few seconds where nothing happened and then fog swirled across Mina's vision and the entire world went black. When she could see again, she was standing next to her desk staring at Enmuko. "Huh. That's… neat? I guess we're going to save on train tickets? I can ride down to Okinawa and then teleport you to me. Or I can go off exploring for the day and then teleport back to your room at night. The possibilities are far from endless, but the actual practical uses are… kinda neat."

"Okay but like… you need to date everyone that I'm dating. Like, if anyone in the polycule has to be dating everyone else instead of having any metamours, it's absolutely you." Enmuko cocked her head to the side and Mina sighed. "Right now, I have partners living as far away as Aichi. Imagine how useful it would be if you could teleport Yaomomo from Aichi to Chiba at will. Granted she'd have to take the train home, so it'd only cut the commute in one direction, but still!"

Enmuko made a soft noise of comprehension. "Well, if they don't mind my, err, backstory? And we hit it off as well as you and I have hit it off? I absolutely don't see a problem with having… how many girlfriends do you have at the moment? I honestly glazed over a bit when you were explaining your polycule. I remember it took a bit."

Before Mina could respond, the bell signaling the end of lunch rang and seconds later, the teacher breezed back into the room. Mina looked over at Enmuko uncertainly, not entirely sure how to handle her presence. Then one of her peers decided to address the situation for her. "Sensei! Ashido brought her girlfriend to class!"

"I brought enough to share!"

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Mina stared at the girl standing behind Fuyumi, whose hair was literally made of green fire.

Fuyumi stared back at Enmuko.

The two of them spoke simultaneously. "Oh shoot! I forgot to tell you that I got a new girlfriend!"

Dissolving into giggles as Enmuko and the fiery girl mutually sighed in exasperation, Mina gestured to Fuyumi's companion. "Is this the intern girl that you were telling me about? Or did you somehow manage to meet and romance a completely separate girl in the last three days?"

Fuyumi shook her head. "No, no, this is the intern girl. I plied her with copious amounts of raspberry treats and finally managed to talk to her. We haven't had an actual date yet because we were waiting for this weekend, but we are officially dating. Mina, meet Kamiji Moe. Moe, this is Ashido Mina. Her feet are divine. I, uh, don't know who the fog girl is."

Bowing politely, Enmuko brought her hand up to her chest. "My name is Enmuko. Just Enmuko. Mina found me attempting to eat out of a dumpster and brought me home with her."

"Oh, I thought I recognized the shirt that you're wearing. Wasn't sure if you owned the same shirt as Mina or were literally wearing her shirt." Fuyumi peered up at Enmuko quizzically. "How are we supposed to kiss you? Where's your mouth? I have questions."

Giggling softly, Enmuko brought her hand up to her face. "There's an entire body under the layer of fog. It's a little disconcerting to start, I freely admit, but I'm sure we'll figure things out quickly enough. My concern is more how I'm going to get all the way down there to kiss you. I'm…" With her wispy foggy hair, judging Enmuko's true height was a little difficult but she put her hand at a spot that Mina guesstimated was around one seventy-five tall before drawing it outward to hover over Fuyumi's head. "And you're…"

Fuyumi shot upward as she created ice from the soles of her feet, propelling her up to match Enmuko's height. "Modern polyamory problems require modern solutions. Don't worry, I've got this. Your fog isn't flammable or anything, is it? Just curious before I try and talk you and Moe into kissing."

"Oh, good, you remembered I exist." Moe grinned playfully as she waved hello to the other girls. "But yeah, I'm Moe. Nice to meet you all. I'm a second year at Shiketsu right now, about to start my third year. I've been interning with Endeavor since I got my provisional license for…" Reaching up, she pulled a blob of her hair free, holding the green flames in her hand. "Obvious reasons."

Mina bounced excitedly as she stared at Moe's hand. "Oh! Oh! Fire buddy! Fire buddy!" At Moe's questioning look, she tilted her head back and breathed a thin stream of golden fire into the air. "Fire buddy!"

Reaching her free hand out, Moe high fived Mina excitedly. "Fire buddy! Nice! You should come work for Endeavor once you get your license. He's a harsh taskmaster but I'm learning and growing so fast, I didn't even think it was possible."

"I would love to intern with Endeavor, if for no other reason than to gather more information for my fanfic." At Moe's questioning look, Mina gestured to herself. "I have a two million word enemies to lovers All Might/Endeavor fanfic! It's got the most hits, comments, kudos, and bookmarks in its category on AO3!"

Moe's eyes widened. "Wait, you're YaoiGoddess6969?" Wahh, someone had heard of her? Was this what being a celebrity was like? "Endeavor's heard of 'Burning Hearts'. Some of the other sidekicks tease him about it. He like, legitimately actually wants to murder you."

Gulping, Mina reached up to tug nervously at the neckline of her shirt. This wasn't a great place to be if the owner legitimately wanted to murder her, was it? Was she in danger? Endeavor wouldn't hurt a literal child, right? Fuyumi reached out to pat Mina's hand reassuringly. "If he ever tries to do anything, Mom will save you. She found it and has been voraciously devouring it. You've probably seen her commenting on it?"

"Oh, your mother is Frostmaiden? Nice. Yeah, she's commented on literally every chapter as she makes her way through the story. Great for my self-esteem. And my numbers." Mina peered past Fuyumi and Moe at where Endeavor was lingering at the end of the hallway staring at them and chuckled awkwardly. "If we could take this somewhere that your father wasn't staring at me, that would probably be great for my anxiety."

Fuyumi shook her head. "Hang on, we're pretty much all trickling in as we can but I don't feel like answering the door twice in five minutes." She checked her phone, nodded in satisfaction, and then looked back up at Enmuko. "So, what exactly is your quirk? If it's not rude of me to ask. Obviously I don't have anything against heteromorphs considering I'm dating Mina and Tsuyu, but I can't really figure out what your quirk is? And I feel like it's better to ask you now than in front of Izumi."

Turning, Enmuko jogged a few paces backward into the front yard of Fuyumi's house before holding up her hand. She swirled out of existence and reappeared right where she'd started at Mina's side. "Mina and I actually discovered my quirk earlier today. I can teleport to people that I'm dating, and teleport them to me."

Fuyumi turned to Mina and raised an eyebrow. "And you couldn't get her on a video chat to ask everyone else if they wanted to date her?"

Raising her hands defensively, Mina shook her head. "She literally popped into my classroom at school in the middle of lunch. When she says she discovered it today, she literally discovered it today. We thought she was just a weird random fog girl before that."

"What are the odds that we'd have two late quirk manifestations in the same polycule?" Fuyumi considered that for a few seconds before making finger guns at Enmuko. "Ayo, wanna go out with me?"

Enmuko blinked a few times and then shrugged. "I mean, Mina made it pretty clear that her plan for me was to date everyone for the transportation advantages. If fire girl isn't going to mind, I'm fine with spending more time with… wait, I need to get to know everyone. How's that going to work?"

Grinning broadly, Mina threw one arm around Enmuko and then the other around Fuyumi before twisting her hips, her tail whipping out to wrap around Moe's waist. "Simple! Cuddle puddle! We all just cute blob together and spend time snuggling and getting to know each other!"

"Oh! That sounds like fun! Except we'll have to be on opposite sides because, you know, wing issues." Mina turned around to find Izumi standing there, a bag thrown over her shoulder as she waved excitedly. "Hi! Oh! Girls I don't know! I'm Midoriya Izumi! Nice to meet you!"

Squirming out of Mina's grasp, Fuyumi darted around the taller girl to meet Izumi and let out an excited squeal. "You wore it!"

Izumi looked down at her bright blue, red, and yellow All Might jersey and nodded slowly. "It was either All Might merchandise or one of my shirt shirts? And you asked me to. So I did."

Giggling, Fuyumi pulled Izumi past the others and through the doorway into the house. "Father! This is my girlfriend Izumi! Look who her favorite hero is!"

Endeavor let out a low grunt before turning and walking away.

Fuyumi let out a cackle. "Fucking love it."

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"Okay, so, Holy Hoard, sound off. Ochako?"

"Here."

"Tsuyu?"

"Here, kero."

"Tooru?"

"Here. Also, I dig the new name. Mostly because I can't spell Yaomomo's suggestion."

"Fuyumi?"

"We're in my bedroom so I'd hope I'm here."

"Excellent point. Izumi?"

"Hang on, lemme finish this sketch of Enmuko."

"Okay, Izumi's here. Yuu isn't here because she has patrol. Yaomomo?"

"Present."

"Saiko?" The periwinkle-haired girl looked up from where she was braiding Moe's hair and raised one hand. "Saiko's here. Mei?"

"Okay, but what if I make a hair braiding baby?" Mei's eyes spun and zoomed as she watched Saiko work. "I mean, not everyone has a friend or girlfriend who's good at that sort of thing. A hair braiding baby would sell, right?"

Mina chuckled and went back to her list. "Mei's here. Enmuko's here because Izumi is drawing her. And… Moe's here because Saiko's braiding her hair. I think that's everyone?"

Bringing her finger up to her chin, Tsuyu croaked softly. "There's already twelve of us in a week. That's going to take obnoxiously long to do if we actually do hit Mina's stated goal of having twenty-four girlfriends."

After taking a moment to consider that, Mina snapped her fingers. "Actually, I've been thinking about that. In between like, a million other things. But what about organizing ourselves like a fighter squadron?" As everyone stared at her, Mina flapped her hands excitedly. "Okay so like, imagine our polycule is a squadron in JASDF. The overarching unit. Within a squadron, there are three or four flights, each with a flight leader. What if we organize ourselves into smaller units with someone in charge of each unit so that we can keep track of ourselves more easily?"

"Hmm. An efficient method of dealing with the problems of scale that will inevitably result from our polycule reaching Mina's overall goal." Momo pondered the suggestion for a few seconds before pulling her shirt up and tugging a small whiteboard and marker out of her stomach. "Should we include Mina as a member to group or should she be considered our… air traffic controller or some such?"

That was a good question. Mina could see it either way. Either they could organize like, four groups of six and she could rank over those four group leaders… or they could just as easily do five groups of five with Mina being one of the five group leaders. "I mean, I recognize that this whole operation was my idea and all but I don't know if I want to be separate and distinct from everyone else? I mean, is that fair to everyone else?"

Tooru let out an exasperated noise. "Mina, you're literally the one going around asking out most of the girls here. We're your hoard. You're already separate and distinct." She gestured from herself to the others. "My only problem with this plan is like… if we build two groups now, what happens as we add more people? Or if we build four groups now with room to grow, what happens if down the road, someone from group B would do better with group A and the new person would do better in group B?"

Those were also good questions. Mina furrowed her brow in thought as she watched Momo scribble things on the whiteboard, only to erase them and start over as she considered various options. "Well, I think that there's obviously some groups that need to go together. Yaomomo, Mei, and Saiko. Fuyumi and Moe. Enmuko and Yuu, since they'll be in Chiba together while I'm at school. And I think we can all agree that however this goes down, Yaomomo is one of the flight leaders?" She looked around, receiving nods of agreement from everyone as Momo blushed faintly. "So what if we do four groups of six but for right now there's like… hmm."

Reaching out, Tsuyu hesitated for a moment before taking the whiteboard from Momo and erasing it. "What about… four sixes with Mina in charge of everything. I'll take group A. Yaomomo has group B. Moe has group C. Group D is empty."

"Wait, why am I in charge of a group?" Moe looked around uncertainly, or at least as best she could with Saiko working on her hair. "Not complaining, just a little surprised."

Tsuyu gestured to the assembled girls. "You're one of the oldest and most experienced out of all of us. You and Yuu are tied, and Yuu still isn't sure if she's going to date the rest of us or be an outlier. I have literal big sister vibes, and Yaomomo is Yaomomo. If I had to pick anyone from the rest of the girls, especially with Saiko needing to be in Yaomomo's group, I would pick you to be in charge of some people."

Blushing faintly, Moe nodded in acknowledgement. "I'll try not to let group C down. Who's going to be in my group?"

"I was thinking of splitting up sort of like… so." Tsuyu scribbled on the board for almost a minute before turning it to show the girls. "Me, Tooru, and Ochako are in A right now with three spots open. Yaomomo, Mei, and Saiko are in B with likewise three spots open. C would be you, Fuyumi, Yuu, and Enmuko. Yuu has to go somewhere, and putting Yuu and Enmuko together makes sense for the reasons that Mina stated. I feel like I'm forgetting someone, though."

Looking up from her notebook, Izumi raised the end of her pencil into the air. "Me. I don't know how you overlook a green succubus girl, but here we are."

Tsuyu offered an apologetic look. "Sorry. There's a lot of us. This is part of why we need to come up with a system like this. Izumi… I would probably put you in C with only one spot left." At the verdette's curious look, Tsuyu pointed from Moe to Fuyumi and then onward to Izumi with her marker. "You're all Musutafu natives. You're most likely to organize stuff together without the rest of us."

"Oh. That makes sense. Also, Fuyumi seems intent on torturing her father with my existence so… yeah." Izumi shot a fond smile at Fuyumi, who offered the verdette a thumbs up in response. "And I get to be in the same group as Enmuko, who's my current fixation and muse so I'm not mad about that."

Enmuko let out a soft chuckle. "I'm your muse?"

Holding up her notebook - which turned out to be the same Girlfriend Analysis book that Mina had seen before - Izumi displayed an entire two page spread of sketches of Enmuko. "I love heteromorphic quirks. And I can't draw feathers for shit. So you're more fun to sketch than Mina. Sorry, Mina."

Mina waved dismissively, and then paused and eyed her girlfriend curiously. "Wait, there's at least one sketch of me, right?" When Izumi nodded, the rosette sighed in relief. "I mean, as long as I'm appropriately represented, I don't mind if you're having more fun drawing the others. My quirk is sort of a lot."

"It is. I thought I couldn't draw wings but I did a decent job of drawing myself? Or at least I think it's decent. So yeah. It's feathers that kill me. I conspicuously omitted them from my drawing of Hawks but I kinda couldn't do that with you because…" Izumi waved her pencil at Mina. "So yeah. I've drawn you exactly once. It took me literally three days to get it right."

Clearing her throat, Tsuyu passed the whiteboard back to Momo. "Mina, do you mind if we go somewhere private for a moment? I feel like we need to talk about something."

Oh shoot. What had she done now?

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"Okay, so, I want to start off by saying that I'm not necessarily mad at you. Just sort of… concerned about individual privacy within the hoard?"

Leaning against the wall of the Todorokis' bathroom, Mina nodded slowly. "Okay. Um. A valid concern. Can we get to the part where… what did I do?"

Tsuyu gestured downward at her crotch. "I can't help but notice that more than one person has shot long looks at me this evening. Or rather, kero, my groin. Which is something that literally two people should have knowledge of at this point: Ochako from firsthand experience, and then I told you."

Oh. Oh! Shoot. Was that supposed to be a secret? And she'd spilled it? Mina blushed darkly. "I'm sorry? I just… you told me and I didn't know it was a secret and so I told… um, Yuu, and Yaomomo and Saiko and Tooru and Fuyumi?"

Tsuyu raised an eyebrow. "Is that it?" After a second or two, she waved dismissively. "It wasn't necessarily a secret so much as just… something that I felt like I should have the right to reveal to the girls personally? It's clearly not a problem with anyone; Yaomomo was literally staring at my crotch so hard that she got a nosebleed. But like… what if next time I tell you something that's absolutely supposed to be just between the two of us?"

"Okay, that is a completely valid concern and I hear and acknowledge you." Mina took a deep breath as her mind raced, trying to figure out a way to address Tsuyu's concerns. "Maybe I'll say this in front of everyone but like… can you maybe start next time with 'Mina, don't tell anyone else, but' or something? Like, I'm not trying to make excuses but I am sort of wired to be fairly black and white. Good. Bad. Public. Private. If you don't tell me something is private, then I generally assume that it's acceptable to talk about with whoever."

Tsuyu brought her finger up to the corner of her mouth, tongue poking out slightly as she thought. "When you put it like that, I guess I can understand. This is why I wanted to have this conversation privately. I didn't want to make a scene, especially since I felt like you probably weren't doing it maliciously."

Shaking her head, Mina tapped a finger against her temple. "I won't lie to you, I'm absolutely a gossip. I will talk to anyone about anything any day of the week. But I can keep a secret when someone needs me to. Like, zip my lips, lock, throw away the key. If you trust me with something, I promise that it's safe with me."

A soft croak escaped Tsuyu and she closed the distance between them, wrapping her arms around Mina and tucking her head under the taller girl's chin. "Good talk, kero. Glad we had it."

"Oh. That's it. I was worried that it was something huge or something. Like, leaving the hoard sort of huge." Mina rubbed her cheek against the top of Tsuyu's head before leering down at the verdette playfully. "I mean, not that it's not huge…"

Sighing softly, Tsuyu peered up at Mina and shook her head in amusement. "You're ridiculous. But no, that's it. Just concern about keeping secrets. I voiced my concern. My concern has been addressed. We can move on. Do we actually have anything planned for this evening? Or just hanging out?"

Mina gave Tsuyu a squeeze before releasing the girl and taking her hand, opening the bathroom door and leading her down the hallway back toward Fuyumi's room. "Honestly, I wasn't sure when everyone was going to get here and so Fuyumi and I had a very rough plan for like… dinner and a movie? Maybe next Friday I'll send Enmuko ahead and that way we can all be here like, five minutes after school lets out? And do something more complicated?"

"Oh, I'm not complaining about the relaxed evening. Far from it. After a long week of helping take care of my siblings, kero, I am absolutely ready to relax. That's more why I was asking. I wasn't sure how much more energy I needed for tonight." Entering Fuyumi's room, Tsuyu paused in the doorway and blinked owlishly. "I don't know you."

Brushing past Tsuyu, Mina darted into the room with a squeal, picking Yuu up and spinning her around excitedly. "Hey! You're here!" Pausing, she peered up at the blonde and then shook her gently. "How are you here?"

Yuu jerked a thumb back over her shoulder. "Trash Cat."

Groaning, Enmuko buried her face in her hands. "It's spreading."

"Ochako wanted me to meet everyone else so she video called me. Some was curious if being Enmuko's metamour was close enough for her quirk, since it is a distinct relationship bond in and of itself and…" Yuu gestured down at herself as best she could while hanging in the air in Mina's grip. "Here I am."

Peering over at Enmuko, Mina grinned brightly. "Okay, so maybe dating everyone is optional? Unless, like, Moe dates a girl and you're only metamour with Moe? Because then that person wouldn't be anything to you? Quick! Date Moe!"

Moe let out an awkward noise as everyone turned to stare at her. "I mean, Enmuko is pretty cool and in my group so I'm not objecting in principle but like… why am I the specific girl in this example?"

Shrugging, Mina set Yuu down and scampered over to where Moe and Saiko were still sitting, leaning down toward the girls. "The same reason she has to date Saiko! You have an entire school worth of girls that you might decide to date! If they don't want to date us, that's fine, but I'm pretty sure that Enmuko's quirk won't work on the metamour of a metamour so she has to date you." Pausing, she gestured to the girl sitting behind Moe. "And Saiko."

"I mean, we could test the metamour of a metamour thing if Fuyumi un-agreed to date Enmuko." Moe gestured back and forth between the girls. "I'm not dating Mina so if Fuyumi isn't dating Enmuko, I'd be a metamour of a metamour. Enmuko to Fuyumi through Mina, then me through Fuyumi."

Mina grinned widely, shaking her head energetically. "First of all, no take backs for the sake of experiments! That's super fucked up! Fuyumi is absolutely going to get her time with Enmuko tonight if I have anything to say about it. Secondly…" The rosette reached down, cupping Moe's face in her hands. "You're cute! And have a cool quirk! And I like your sense of style! Date me!"

Staring up at Mina, Moe blushed a bit and reached up to play with the end of her fiery braid. "I mean, sure. Why not?"

"Woo!" Leaning in, Mina pressed her lips against Moe's, giggling softly as she leaned back and the fiery-haired girl tried to follow her to prolong the kiss. "But like, seriously, as I've told the others? If you meet a girl at school who you want to date, that's not only allowed, it's encouraged! Bring us back a Shiketsu cutie!"

Moe continued to play with the end of her braid as she looked from Mina to Fuyumi and back. "I mean… there's a cute first year who caught my eye. But it's explicitly against the student code of conduct to date anyone. Theoretically, I could get expelled for being part of your polycule."

That was outrageous! Wait! Mina had an idea! "What if I date every girl in your class? They can't expel all of you, can they?"

Furrowing her brow, Moe considered that. "I… don't… know. I mean, there's some real bitches in my class that I wouldn't want to date but like, on a theoretical level… I don't know if that's an experiment that I'd want to run?"

Mina sank down onto Moe's lap, straddling the girl's hips. "Fair enough. Well, now I'm intrigued. Tell me more about this first year cutie of yours! Your kouhai is still my senpai and I'd love to date more cute senpais!"

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"First of all, I'd like to start off our sure to be amazing evening by thanking Yaomomo for being a literal walking IKEA."

Bringing her hand up to her chest, Momo preened at the praise. "I never thought that I'd need to create a lounging space suitable for twelve whole people, but now I'm very glad that I had that garden furniture phase."

Mina leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to the ravenette's lips before moving on. "Secondly, I'd like to thank Mei for figuring out how to put MOKEA furniture together. We couldn't have done it with you either."

"You betcha! Although compared to some of my babies, this bad boy was nothing." Mei's crosshair eyes spun as she stared up at Mina, and then she gestured to her lips. "Where's my reward?"

Giggling, Mina leaned in and pressed a kiss to her fellow rosette's lips as well. "And then last but certainly not least, I feel like we should all be thanking Fuyumi for being willing to buy not only enough pizza for all of us, but enough pizza to refuel Yaomomo after she made this amazing sectional for us."

Fuyumi held up a black credit card proudly before slowly and deliberately tucking it into Moe's cleavage. "Given that it was all my father's money, I was exceptionally glad to be of assistance."

"Okay, but I think someone here needs to ask the real question." Tooru came tumbling out of the assembled mass of bodies to sprawl on one of the ottomans in the middle of the sectional. "Is this thing stain resistant? Asking because Saiko and Mina are both here."

Blushing, Mina reached down and swatted the back of the invisible girl's head. "You shush. I am absolutely not wild enough to do something while…" Pausing, she counted on her fingers before holding out five fingers toward the girl. "Five non-Fuyumi Todorokis are in the house. That being said, if Fuyumi can convince them to go out to dinner? All bets are off."

A giggle escaped Izumi from her spot in one of the corner portions of the sectional, her wings spread out along the backs of the sofa. "Now that we're all here together in one place? That's kind of a mood. Although everyone be honest, if you could pick one person to fool around with first out of the entire hoard, who would it be? One… two… three…"

"Tsuyu!"

The response came from eleven different girls at the exact same time, and the froggy verdette brought a hand up to her chest in surprise. "Me, kero? Why me?" Eleven sets of eyes pointedly dropped to stare at her crotch. "Oh. Fair enough."

Moe raised a finger into the air. "But only if it's tonight." When everyone else looked over at her, she shrugged defensively. "I want a solid forty-eight hours to recover before I have to go back out on patrol. That dick is going to do things to my insides that I can barely comprehend."

Nodding in agreement, Saiko gestured from herself to Mei and back. "While I have some experience with being penetrated, I am intensely curious what it would feel like to have a partner of Tsuyu's magnitude."

Mina peered at the girl curiously, before gesturing to the bluenette's two girlfriends. "I mean, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but I feel like it's probably Yaomomo?"

"Me? Hardly." Momo jerked a thumb in the direction of the smugly grinning Mei. "As they say, heavy are the hips that wear the strap."

"Who says that?"

"I saw it printed on a pair of shorts, so clearly somebody."

Chuckling softly, Mei threw an arm around Momo's shoulders. "Her stepping on Saiko thing is sort of a topping from the bottom situation. She's a total bottom. Also a size queen. I can't be certain, but I have a suspicion that Tsuyu would not be the worst thing she's put inside herself."

Golden eyes widening, Mina leaned in and placed her hands on Momo's shoulders, invading the girl's personal space. "I need to know… everything."

Her hand rising to her mouth, Momo giggled softly as she leaned into Mei's side. "All I will say is that my quirk has a near endless amount of uses. Some of them can be pleasurable."

"That's so hot!" Mina leaned even closer, lowering her voice a bit. "And wait, I'm pretty sure that you know everything. Do you know what a Bad Dragon is? Kiri told me that I shouldn't call myself one in public because-"

Momo pushed off the back of the couch and rose up a bit, pressing her lips to Mina's to cut the rosette off. "It's a sex toy, yes. Which model are you interested in? They have many. And what size? And do you have a specific firmness in mind?"

Shaking her head slowly, Mina stared at Momo in awe. So in other words, she not only knew what a Bad Dragon was, she knew a lot about them! "I have… so many questions."

From across the sofa, Fuyumi cleared her throat before raising her phone and flicking at it. On the wall, the frankly oversized television lit up with a bright message: 'No Sex Toys On The Couch'. "New rule."

Chuckling softly, Momo gave Mina another kiss before leaning back. "We'll talk later."

Ochako raised her hand shyly. "Are you open to other people being part of that discussion? Asking for a friend." Pausing, she gestured to herself. "It's me. I'm the friend."

"Personally, I'm kinda more curious about the real thing at this point." Izumi blushed faintly as attention turned to her but pushed on anyways, winking awkwardly - but adorably, in Mina's opinion - at Tsuyu. "Partly because, you know, I'm a teenager. I'm allowed to be curious. The rest is my quirk. I've been huddling with Grandma Nevan in my dreams to learn more about Succubus, and while obviously I've proven to be kiss powered? Actual sexual activity is just like…" She pantomimed explosions. "So, uh, forgive me if I try to elbow to the front of the line to get Tsukkaked."

"Did you just say… Tsukkake, kero?" Tsuyu stared at Izumi, who blushed a darker shade of red as she nodded affirmatively. "I kinda want it on a shirt. Like, with gooey white dripping letters."

Giggling, Izumi pulled up her All Might jersey to reveal a white t-shirt that had 'Cleavage Shirt' printed on it in black letters. '"I have a Cricut at home. If you can find me a font, I'll absolutely make you that shirt." Leaning over, she winked just as awkwardly at Saiko. "Not trying to leave you out. I just couldn't come up with a sex pun involving your name."

The corner of Saiko's mouth inched upward at that. "No offense taken, given that I can't think of one either. Saikkake doesn't really have the same ring as Tsukkake, to be honest. Tsuyu's name is uniquely suited to that sort of thing, given that you can take most any word with U as the first vowel and swap 'Tsu' in."

Tsuyu brought a finger up to the corner of her mouth before peering over at Mei. "What about like, Meizuri? She's supremely qualified for it."

Bringing her hands up, Mei cupped her breasts. "Saiko will do that for literally an hour or more at a time some evenings. Just lay me out on my back and hold her tablet in one hand as she leans over me. She says it helps her focus."

Tsuyu blinked several times, looked down at her crotch, and then looked back up at Mei. "Wanna be study buddies when we get to UA?"

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"How did I end up being the one in the middle? I though this was supposed to be Mina's hoard?"

Mina leaned across to grab a piece of popcorn out of the bowl that was literally almost the size of Fuyumi's torso. "Meh, if I was in the middle, everyone would be laying on my wings and I'd be a very uncomfortable dragon. Izumi and I are going to have to be on the outsides of any cuddle puddle and we accept it."

Nodding, Izumi squirmed a little in place before settling down. "Absolutely okay with that. Mostly because I've got my tail up under Yaomomo's shirt touching the bottoms of her breasts, so I am one happy succubus right now."

"Wait, what?" Mina peered over as Momo lifted up the front of her shirt to reveal that yes, Izumi's green tail was in fact coiled around the ravenette's chest and brushing the undersides of her breasts. Also, that was a super cute bra! "Wahh! I'm jealous! Mei! Get over here!"

Giggling, Mei used her surprisingly strong arms to lift Ochako into the air, turning and dumping the brunette next to Saiko. She then repeated the process with Moe, leaving the smaller rosette next to Mina. "Your breasts have arrived, m'lady."

Given that her tail was thinner and a bit more flexible than Izumi's, Mina managed to wrap it around Mei's torso and stick the end up into the slightly shorter girl's cleavage, the tip emerging poking out of the neckline of Mei's tank top. "Oh my god, you're so warm. And soft. And warm. This feels amazing."

Before Mei could respond, Enmuko cleared her throat and looked around at them. "I'm sorry, I thought we were supposed to be watching a movie?" Mina mumbled apologetically, snuggling in closer to Mei and wrapping her arms around the girl, and the foggy girl turned back to playing with Fuyumi's hair, the significantly smaller girl sitting between her spread legs and leaning back against her chest. "Much better."

"Psst." Mina looked over at Mei to find the rosette smirking at her, before leaning close enough that her lips brushed Mina's ear. "Don't tell anyone I said so, but Yaomomo's taste in anime is mid."

Leaning up, Momo peered across the collected pile of girls at the pair of them. "I do believe that someone is, as they say, 'talking shit' about me."

Mei grinned and stuck her tongue out at her girlfriend. "Fine, you want to call me out like that? I'll say it out loud! The Adolescence of Utena is mid! Especially compared to the full Revolutionary Girl Utena anime!"

A loud gasp emerged from Momo and she sat up straight, Izumi's tail hurriedly unwinding from around her and slipping out from under her shirt as she dove toward safer pastures in the corner of the sectional. "You take that back."

"Make me!" Mei grinned widely as Momo lunged across the cuddle puddle at her, Mina hurriedly yanking her tail free and using her quirk to jet up out of the way. The ravenette slammed into her girlfriend, knocking her into the back of the sectional hard enough that the entire segment tipped back onto two legs. Laughing loudly, Mei reared back and then sank her teeth into Momo's shoulder, making the ravenette squeal and beat at Mei's back. "Mid! Your taste in yuri is mid!"

"How dare you! The Adolescence of Utena is a quintessential piece of yuri anime!" Momo pulled on Mei's hair, dislodging the shorter girl from her shoulder and then knocking Mei back onto the sofa as she loomed over her. "It's critically beloved and often ranks in an article's top ten anime movies of all time!"

"Am I the only one who hopes that clothing gets torn?" Mei and Momo paused, turning to look over at Tsuyu as the verdette let out a sheepish croak as all other attention in the room likewise turned to her. "Oh. Sorry. The whole thing just seemed homoerotic, kero, and I was hoping it would turn into something more blatantly sexual."

Pulling away from her scuffle with Mei, Momo's skin sparkled as a small wooden bat appeared and she promptly bonked Tsuyu on the head with it. "The meme is, if I am correct, that you should go to horny jail?"

Tsuyu shrugged uncaringly. "You can send me to horny jail, kero. Joke's on you. Everyone else there is horny too."

A thoughtful noise escaped Tooru as her empty clothes stirred from where she was flopped across Fuyumi's lap, and had remained through the scuffle. "You know, that's a take on horny jail that I've legitimately never considered. Why is being sent to horny jail seen as a punishment? If all the horny people are in one jail, that kinda sounds like a fun time."

Having been a casualty of Momo's attack on Mei, a distinctly ruffled looking Saiko slid down onto one of the ottomans so she could meet Tooru's eyes, or at least do the best possible approximation thereof. "Have you ever considered that 'horny jail' implies that there's an entire horny carceral system that should be dismantled in favor of horny transformative justice and other horny abolitionist approaches?"

See, this was exactly why Mina was dating Saiko. And for that matter Momo. But especially Saiko. She was so smart! Outside of 'horny jail', Mina understood… pretty much none of that. But Saiko did. And that meant that at some point, Saiko could teach her what it meant. And that was character growth!

Before Tooru could respond, though, Moe nudged her way into the conversation. "The thing that critics of horny jail need to understand is that we tried to dismantle the horny carceral system. But when we opened the doors of the horny cells, the horny prisoners refused to leave."

"They were busy, kero." Tsuyu let out soft, croaking laughter as she clambered over onto Moe's lap. "Ectotherm prerogative. Dibs on the fire girlfriend."

Fuyumi eyed the pair for a moment before a horrified expression spread over her face. "Wait. Tsuyu is ectothermic. I'm the ice girlfriend. How am I supposed to get the frog log?"

A soft hum of thought emerged from Enmuko. "Too bad I don't have my father's quirk. I could open a pair of warp gates and create a sort of gloryhole situation so they don't have to touch directly. Practical. Protective. Also, kinky."

There was a long stretch of silence finally broken by Ochako clapping her hands together. "So what I'm hearing - apart from the horny stuff - is that when we overthrow the government, we're going to install a new regime that is both communist and has a more progressive judicial system."

Momo raised an eyebrow at that. "Communist?"

Nodding eagerly, Ochako let out a soft gasp. "Oh! I've been meaning to do this all night!" Crawling closer, she glomped the bemused looking ravenette. "I am… seizing the means of production!"

A soft giggle escaped Momo as she wrapped her arms around Ochako. "Aww. This is the cutest communist revolution that I've ever experienced."

"Wait. Wait." Mina gestured at Momo emphatically. "The phrasing there suggests that you have in fact experienced… other communist revolutions in the past."

Momo looked down at Ochako before gazing back at Mina, a dark expression coming over her face. "We don't talk about the Kyousan-tou Incident." Then she quickly brightened, switching moods fast enough that Mina was surprised the taller girl didn't get whiplash. "Although it did give me an opportunity to learn that an action is not in fact considered a war crime if you have not declared war on your opposition. It's merely frowned upon. A 'fun fact', if you will."

Tsuyu was the one to verbalize what they were all thinking. "…what?"

"I dispersed the agitators using mustard gas!"

"…holy shit, kero."

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"It's surprisingly easy to get onto a roof when your girlfriend can fly."

"I know, right?" Mina grinned over at Ochako before pulling the brunette closer to her. "So, I know it's probably nothing compared to the view in Kisosaki, but what do you think of the stars tonight?"

Biting her lip, Ochako looked from the sky to Mina and back. "It's not bad, but…" She scooted closer, pressing herself against Mina more firmly as she batted her eyes at the rosette. "Well, this is a pretty thick jacket and the human body acclimates pretty easily to altitudes up to around five thousand meters. Can we go… up a bit?"

Mina let out a scandalized gasp, bringing her free hand up to her chest. "Uraraka Ochako! Are you asking me to engage in flagrantly illegal quirk use just so we can get a better view of the stars?" As Ochako blushed and stammered, Mina let out a giggle. "Because the answer is um, yes, absolutely. Let's just ask Yaomomo for black jackets and pants before we head up. Decreased visibility and all that."

The pair made their way down off the roof - Mina drifting down with her quirk as Ochako removed her own gravity and then hopped down - and back into the house. Evidently Touya owned a game console that Fuyumi was passingly familiar with, and groups of four were taking turns beating each other up in some sort of fighting game. Off to one side, Mei was monopolizing both Yuu and Moe, presumably talking to them about their costumes and gear given that Mei had a picture of Moe in her hero costume pulled up on her tablet.

Momo was conspicuously absent from the fun, making Mina look around uncertainly. Was anyone else missing? After doing a quick headcount, the rosette discovered that Tsuyu was also missing. Which was… predictable. Mina rolled her eyes. "Fuyumi's room or the bathroom?"

"Hmm?"

"Yaomomo is missing. Our resident frog meat owner is missing." Mina waggled her eyebrows playfully. "Do we want to bet on the bathroom or Fuyumi's bedroom?"

"Oh!" Ochako's blush spots grew a big bigger as the brunette brought her hands up to her cheeks as she carefully kept her pinkies raised to avoid triggering her quirk. "Um… bathroom seems less rude?" Mina blinked a few times and Ochako elaborated. "Stained sheets and stuff?"

Mina let out a soft noise of comprehension. "I have a mattress at home. Fuyumi has a traditional futon. So… possible stains and fluids issues? Yeah. Probably the bathroom."

Having been there once before - or at least, to a bathroom in the house - Mina led the way down the hallway. There was a soft light filtering through the shoji separating the bathroom from the hallway and a voice was audible as well. Mina put her finger to her lips as they came to a stop, leaning in toward the divider. "May I be frank with you, Tsuyu?"

There was a soft croak. "I would appreciate that, kero. I tend to say what's on my mind and prefer when others do the same."

"Very well." Momo paused for a moment and Mina pressed her ear to the shoji, straining to catch what the ravenette said next. "I want to gag, I want to choke, I want you to touch that little dangly thing that swings in the back of my throat."

Wow, that sounded hot! Mina definitely wanted to see that! Tugging the shoji to the side, the rosette darted into the bathroom to find Momo holding Tsuyu a few centimeters off the ground, pinning the significantly shorter girl to the bathroom wall. Both girls looked over at the intrusion, and Tsuyu arched an eyebrow. "Can I help you? I'm in the middle of something. Or about to be, kero."

Mina grinned widely, darting closer and pressing a kiss to the corner of Tsuyu's mouth. "Just give us like, two seconds and we'll be out of your hair." Turning to Momo, Mina offered the ravenette a thumbs up. "First of all, best use of a song lyric that I've literally ever heard."

"Why thank you." Momo pursed her lips and Mina leaned in obligingly to give her a kiss. "Now, as Tsuyu has stated, we are sort of in the middle of something. What can we do for you?"

Gesturing back at where Ochako was lingering awkwardly in the doorway, Mina bounced excitedly on her toes. "We wanted to go a few thousand meters up. Can you make us, like, cute insulated clothes so Ochako doesn't freeze? Us not her because I will also accept some clothes just to be on the safe side."

The back of Momo's shirt ripped noisily as she used her quirk, a bundle of black fabric tumbling to the floor followed by a pink bundle. "The pink is for Ochako. She just seems like the kind of girl who would wear pink."

"Ahh! Thank you!" Bending down, Mina scooped up Ochako's new clothes and passed them to the brunette before retrieving her own. Then she paused. "Wait, how do you know our sizes?"

Momo shrugged carelessly. "I'm a yandere and a literal genius. You would be amazed by what I know."

Amazed and quite possibly terrified, Mina mused. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, though, she bowed before beating a hasty retreat. "Um, have fun? Don't do anything that I wouldn't do."

Which… given what she'd already done with Saiko, probably wasn't an issue? Mina slid the shoji shut behind her and offered a bundle of fabric to Ochako. The brunette continued to blush as she accepted it. "Do you want to change together or separate?"

Um, given that one of those options would give her the chance to see Ochako's undoubtedly rocking body? "Together!" Giggling, the pair retreated to Fuyumi's room and quickly swapped out their casual clothes for what Momo had given them. It was decidedly less sexy than Mina had hoped, but she did manage to get several good peeks in. They made their way back out into the courtyard and Mina swept the shorter girl up into her arms bridal style. "Going up?"

"Well I'm definitely not going down. That's Yaomomo's job right now." As Mina burst into laughter, Ochako's blush intensified further and she clapped her hands over her mouth. "I can't believe I just said that. You guys are a horrible influence on me. Moving on. Ready when you are."

Mina bounced up and down a few times before spreading her wings wide for dramatic effect and launching herself up into the night sky. She ascended slowly, spinning in a circle to give Ochako a good look at the twinkling cityscape of Musutafu as they rose. "Night flights are my favorite. Look at all those lights!"

Peering downward, Ochako let out a low whistle. "Flying with you is so much nicer than using my quirk on myself. For one, I'm not about to puke. For another, I don't have to worry about how I'm going to get down."

"I am an expert at getting down!" Mina beat boxed for a few seconds, bobbing her head, until Ochako turned to stare at her oddly. "Funnier in my head?"

Ochako nodded slowly. "Yeah, kinda. Like, I get where you were going with it and it's a solid 'heh' but I'm not going to lie to you, it wasn't really entire laugh material. Sorry?"

Before Mina could offer a rebuttal, there was a flash of red in the corner of her vision. Mina spun around as something rushed past her, discovering Hawks hovering in the air near them. The number three hero offered them a sloppy salute. "How do you do, fellow kids?"

"Motherfu- flee!"

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Thankfully Hawks didn't seem any more inclined to chase them back to the Todoroki estate than he'd been willing to chase Mina or Izumi previously, and so the two girls managed to return to the house safely and promptly headed inside. After changing back into more casual clothes, Ochako found herself enthralled by Fuyumi's manga collection and claimed a spot on the otherwise empty futon with a volume as Mina returned to the living room.

She found that Moe had escaped from Mei's tender mercies and was now sitting off to one side, watching as Fuyumi proved surprisingly dominant in the fighting game that she had relatively minimal exposure to before tonight. Mina's eyes lingered on Moe long enough that the flame-haired girl noticed her and perked up. "Hey, girlfriend. Doing anything?"

Mina shook her head, making her way over to stand next to Moe since, you know, shouting across a crowded room was rude. "Not at the moment. I could be, though, if that's an invitation. Wink." She winked for emphasis before giggling at Moe's expression of amused exasperation. "But nah, I tried to take Ochako for a flight but the Twunk Hero caught us. Now we're back and I'm… between things. Open to suggestions, though."

"How do you feel about quirk-based food production?" At Mina's questioning look, Moe blushed faintly and gestured to her hair. "Saiko went into a lecture about how it's of questionable sanitary safety to eat food cooked on my hair. Personally, I think it's fun but more than enough of the others agreed with her that I decided to drop it as a possible bonding sort of exercise."

Mina blinked a few times, her gaze bouncing from Moe's face to her hair and back. Moe's hair… was literally just fire. It wasn't like, strands of hair that were fueling the fire or anything, her hair was just… literally fire. What was unsanitary about that? "Wait, you don't use any product in your hair, right?"

That earned her an odd look. "Mina, my hair is literally fire. Do you know what happens when you light gel or hairspray on fire?" Mina shook her head slowly and Moe chuckled. "Remind me to show you some time. I did it exactly once and lit half the bathroom on fire. Suffice to say, no, no product in my hair."

Mina offered an enthusiastic thumbs up. "Well that was my only concern. Fuck yeah .Hair cooking sounds like fun." Reaching down, she grabbed Moe's hands and squeezed them. "What did you have in mind? I'm feeling sort of snackish, but probably more of a sweet than a savory?"

Sliding off the sofa, Moe kept one hand in Mina's as she led the rosette down the hallway to Fuyumi's room, which was currently full of everyone's bags. She waved hello to Ochako before releasing Mina's hand so that she could drop to one knee and dig through her bag. "I actually planned for this but like I said, nobody seemed interested." After rummaging around a bit, she produced a wooden skewer and a bag of jumbo marshmallows. "So… yeah."

"This actually seems like a lot of fun. I've never toasted marshmallows before, but I want to. You want to take it outside?" When Moe nodded eagerly, Mina grabbed her hand and led her back through the house that she was already becoming familiar with, emerging out into the courtyard again. She eyed her surroundings for a few seconds before leading Moe over to sit on a bench. Then she straddled the taller girl's lap and smiled at her. "Too much?"

Moe shook her head rapidly. "Hell no. Also, love that I'm no longer the only one who runs around outside in a tank top and shorts in March. I've always been a bit self-conscious about how I dress, to be honest, but… I'm always so warm."

Glancing down at herself, Mina shrugged. "I used to be self-conscious about my temperature resistance, and then I just realized it allows me to be as cute as I want to be whenever I want to be and I just sort of embraced it." Taking a skewer from Moe, she stuck a marshmallow onto the end and then paused. "Hmm. I have an idea for how to do this, but it's a very 'boobs to the face' sort of idea."

Moe nodded sagely. "Truly, the best of ideas." Waggling her eyebrows, the fiery-haired girl grinned up at Mina. "Did you know that a German study concluded that staring at women's breasts for ten minutes a day is better for your health than going to the gym?"

Golden eyes widening, Mina shook her head. "No wonder Saiko is in such great shape! Look at who she was already dating when she joined us!"

"I know, right? Like…" Moe gestured to her own chest, which was pretty fucking nice in Mina's opinion. "I'd like to think that I'm pretty gifted but Mei and Yaomomo make me feel like I'm part of the Itty Bitty Titty committee. Although I'm pretty sure I win the thigh game, hands down. Or if I don't, I finish a close second behind Ochako."

Mina nodded and wiggled in place a little. "Your thighs are amazing. I will absolutely request a thigh pillow when we go back inside. That being said, if you want to go chill with Ochako so I can do a thorough comparison, I would not complain about that either." Rising up, the rosette smothered Moe's response by way of a pair of breasts to the face, leaning over the top of the taller girl and holding the marshmallow next to her hair.

Wait.

Moe could wear clothes. And Saiko had braided Moe's hair. So clearly it was safe to touch. And not radiating cooking levels of heat. How was this supposed to work? Mina frowned and poked the end of the marshmallow against Moe's hair. When it didn't promptly burst into flames, her frown grew. Wait, no, seriously, she was completely fine with rubbing her boobs in Moe's face but how was she supposed to cook her marshmallow?

Before she could ask, there was a soft puff of heat and Mina flinched back reflexively from the sensation. Moe's hair began to burn more brightly and Mina held the marshmallow over the top of her head again. Sure enough, it began to slowly brown. So Moe had control over the temperature of her hair, and it could range from room temperature to cooking temperature? That was awesome! And super convenient, because it meant that she could grab Moe's head and kiss her whenever she wanted without having to worry!

Slowly rotating the marshmallow, Mina monitored it until it had achieved a suitable even level of brownness before leaning back, freeing Moe from her chest. Settling back onto the girl's lap, Mina popped the marshmallow into her mouth. "Oh. Oh wow. They do taste different when they're toasted. This is good! This is really good!"

"I know, right? It's a bit hit or miss; I burn stuff around a third of the time. One time I managed to cook an entire hot dog on my hair. That was delicious." Moe gestured down at the bag of marshmallows sitting on the bench next to them. "Go nuts. This isn't the most fun I've had tonight, but it's up there."

Mina grinned and grabbed herself another marshmallow. "Thank you. Don't mind if I do." Placing another marshmallow on her skewer, the rosette wrapped her arms around Moe's neck and held the sugary treat near the girl's braid to cook. "So, tell me more about you. This was a complete surprise to me, so I pretty much know that you like raspberries, go to Shiketsu, and intern with Endeavor and not much else."

Grabbing a marshmallow of her own, Moe held it up to the side of her head between two fingers. Which… Mina could probably not get away with, given what she'd discovered with Yuu. "Well, I'm from Hiroshima. Miruko is the hometown hero."

Gasp! That was literally her favorite hero! Mina leaned in closer to Moe, her golden eyes wide. "That's amazing! Have you ever met her?"

Moe smirked back at her. "I have not only met her, I asked her to crush my head between her thighs."

"No!"

"Yes. She ruffled my hair and told me that if I was a decade older, she'd consider it."

So what Mina was hearing was that she had to plan a vacation to Hiroshima for her twenty-seventh birthday…

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Returning to the living room to see if the situation had changed any, Mina found herself waylaid by Momo the moment she walked into the room and guided back out into the hallway. The ravenette reached up to rub her throat with the hand that wasn't resting on Mina's hip. "You have healing fire. Would you be willing to..?"

Mina grinned playfully at the taller girl. "You're sounding a little raspy there. Frog in your throat?"

"Not at the moment, but there was earlier." Momo let out a faint titter of laughter as Mina's jaw dropped. "Yes, well, you rather knew it was coming. I dare say I need to look into some exercises for strengthening my jaw if I intend to do that regularly. Holding my mouth open that wide for that long was not comfortable in the slightest. Also my throat is… a bit tender."

Mina giggled and leaned in closer to Momo. "This absolute legend in America ended up in the hospital with a ruptured airway after taking on a partner two-thirds the size of Tsuyu. So really, being 'tender' is getting off easy."

The corner of Momo's mouth quirked upward. "And here you claim that I'm the one who knows everything."

"I don't know everything! Only the important things!" Mina leaned in and brushed her lips against Momo's cheek before an amazing idea occurred to her and she bounced on her toes excitedly. "Okay so I'll heal you… but only if I can kiss you and administer the fire directly."

Breaking into a full fledged smile, Momo nodded eagerly. "I would enjoy that greatly, yes." Pressing Mina back against the wall, the ravenette brought her hand up next to Mina's head as she leaned in. "How has your evening gone so far?"

Mina wrapped her arms and tail around Momo's waist, pulling the taller girl closer to her. "Fun so far. Not as much fun as yours, I'm sure, but I'm having a good time. Ran into Hawks again. I need to invest in a stealth suit or something."

A soft chuckle escaped Momo as she nodded in the direction of where Mina's wings were splayed out against the hallway wall. "Darling, you have bright pink wings. Ten of them, each of them of considerable size. You are the literal antithesis of stealth simply by existing."

"Mou! What if I dye them black or something?" Mina peered back over her shoulder at her wings before shaking her head. "No, that would look terrible. Not to mention that the rest of me would still be bright pink. What about like, wing mittens or something? Something to cover my wings when I fly to make me less visible?"

Leaning in to press her lips to Mina's briefly, Momo offered a bemused smirk in return. "You could simply avoid using your quirk illegally."

Mina scoffed at that. "First of all, no. Second of all, you're one to talk, Miss Bootleg Sex Toy Factory."

What little distance between them evaporated as Momo pressed her entire body against Mina's, still smirking at her. "What can I say, I greatly enjoy destroying the economy." She slowly and awkwardly winked at Mina. "It's me. I'm the economy."

"Oh my god, that's funny. Also, if I start calling you Economy in front of others as an inside joke, it's all your fault." Rubbing her nose against Momo's, Mina pressed another quick kiss to Momo's lips before pulling back as best she could with the taller girl pinning her to the wall. "So, I'm noticing a distinct difference between today and… was it literally yesterday? Is it midnight yet? Thursday was still yesterday, right?"

Momo tilted her wrist enough to check her watch before nodding affirmatively. "Thursday was still yesterday, at least for another hour. And I did some, as they say, soul searching yesterday after I got home? Analyzing the root of my discomfort with the turn our conversation took at the mall, compared to how I was able to behave with you in private when the opportunity presented itself. Our discussion about music. How I felt about the way you and Tooru comported yourselves in public compared to both myself and Saiko, but myself especially."

While she really wanted to get to the point where the serious kissing started happening, Mina was self-aware enough to recognize that this was probably a semi-important conversation unfolding at the moment. "Oh? And what did you figure out?"

"I want to be… less good? Not a bad girl, per se, but… less inhibited. At least around you and the others." Momo nodded off in the direction of absolutely nothing, and then provided context a moment later. "Obviously, there will be an image to maintain when I'm around my parents. But that is all that it needs to be: a façade. To be completely honest, it genuinely didn't occur to me until I met you. But if I wish to be someone else with Saiko, with you, with the others? I am free to. I can listen to what I want. Do what I want. Say what I want. And none of you will judge me for it."

Nodding agreeably, Mina smiled encouragingly. "You're absolutely right. But I want you to promise me that you'll decide how far you genuinely feel comfortable going. If you want to still be a little prim and the properest out of the bunch of us? That's okay. You don't need to make innuendos and rude jokes and all that just because some of us are like that. I mean, you could totally be like… Ochako-ish? She's very happy being the slightly reserved, occasionally embarrassed member of the hoard."

Momo bit her lower lip as she stared into Mina's bright gaze. "But… what if I want to?" Leaning in, she pressed her nose against Mina's so they filled each other's vision. "To be honest, my mind is quite often an unbridled stream of unimaginable filth, especially when I'm around Mei and Saiko and now you and the others. And I'm quite frankly tired of pretending that it's not."

"And that's fine too! You can be down with your bad self if that's who you want to be with us!" Mina leaned in and bit Momo's jaw gently, giggling as the ravenette let out a faint moan. "Seriously, you can be whoever you want with us. That's part of being in a relationship: finding someone who accepts and enjoys who you really are on the inside. I just want to make sure that it's you being yourself and not like, you creating a fake Yaomomo for the sake of the hoard. Because then you'll just get resentful and angry because you have to pretend to be someone with us the same way you do with your parents."

Pressing her breasts against Mina's, Momo lowered her voice to a whisper. "I want to be a dirty girl."

Mina was… so down for that. Pressing her lips against Momo's, she swept her tongue into the ravenette's unresisting mouth to spread her lips a bit before carefully exhaling a very minimal amount of fire. Granted Momo evidently was not cursed with a gag reflex the way that Mina was, but this was still the first time that she'd ever tried such a thing and the last thing she wanted was to destroy the mood by having Momo puke on her.

That was not in fact one of her many fetishes… or at least she was pretty sure that it wasn't?

Breaking the kiss, Mina let curls of flame lick out of her mouth as she pressed kisses along Momo's jaw and then down to her throat. Both to be on the safe side, and because she really liked kissing girls. Sliding her hands up under Momo's shirt, she paused and looked around furtively. "Hmm. Maybe… not too much more in the middle of a hallway?"

Momo pulled back a little and glanced down the hall in the direction of Fuyumi's room. "Privacy would be desirable, yes."

"Ochako's in Fuyumi's room."

"Forgive me for saying this, but I would do a great many immoral things for the chance to press my face into her ass."

"Based!"

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"Holy shit."

Keeping one arm wrapped around the waist of the decidedly wobbly Ochako, Mina led the brunette back into the living room with a bemused grin. Behind them, Momo brought her hand up to her mouth to stifle a giggle. Leaning in, Mina kissed Ochako's flushed cheek. "If you're interested, there is definitely more where that came from."

Tooru was on the edge of the group still duking it out in the weird, constantly fluctuating video game tournament that had occupied most of the hoard for hours at this point, and noticed Ochako's dazed expression. "Is she okay?"

Darting over to Tooru, Ochako grabbed the invisible girl by the shoulders and shook her forcefully. "Holy shit."

"Slightly amused, but also slightly freaked out? Or at least slightly concerned?" Tooru leaned to the side, staring past Ochako at Momo and Mina. "What's going on?"

Giggling, Mina jerked a thumb back over her shoulder in Momo's direction. "Yaomomo dearest wanted to stick her face in Ochako's ass, which I heartily approved of. So we started there. And things, uh, escalated."

Ochako leaned in toward Tooru, lowering her voice to a level that - while quieter than her initial exclamations - was still loud enough to be heard by the rest of the room. "I didn't know you could stick a tongue there. But now I know. I know things, Tooru."

Bemusedly reaching up, Tooru patted Ochako on the top of her head. "Well, I'm… happy for you? I think? You seem like you had fun." Pausing, she peered past Ochako to look at Mina. "Wait. Where are we crashing tonight? Because if you guys just stunk up room we're supposed to be sleeping in…"

"Wait, what?" Pausing the game, Fuyumi darted off the edge of the couch and slipped past Mina and Momo, disappearing down the hall. A few seconds later, there was an outrage shriek and the petite white-haired girl came stomping back into the living room. "You guys are awful! My entire room smells like sex and I wasn't even a part of it! That's so rude of you!"

Ochako reached out to throw an arm around Fuyumi's shoulders as the smaller girl fumed impotently. "I would offer to help you out with that, but…" She gestured downward with her free hand. "I can't feel my legs right now."

Shaking her head in disbelief, Fuyumi looked from Ochako to Mina and then onward to Momo. "Also, don't think I didn't notice the condition that you left my futon in. That's not something that 'put it in the sun and beat it with a stick' is going to fix. I don't know if you've ever washed anything before in your life, but you're going to learn how to spot clean a futon tomorrow."

The corner of Momo's mouth quirked upward. "Worth it."

"You would say that, wouldn't you? Fucking… that's not even a spot. That's a lake." After shaking her head again, Fuyumi leaned in to press a kiss to Ochako's flushed cheek. "Well I'm glad you had fun, I guess. And I suppose this gives me something to look forward to, if she can leave you in this state. Oh. And Tooru. To answer your question? I haven't the foggiest."

Mina bounded over to pluck Fuyumi out of Ochako's grip and pick her up, since wandering around with the girl clinging to her was something that she genuinely enjoyed. It was like, a simple level of casual intimacy that had already grown on her in the brief time they'd been dating. Swinging Fuyumi up onto her perch on her back, Mina pressed a kiss to the girl's cheek before nodding in the direction of the sectional. "So far, we've seen a few bedrooms and the bathroom and this room. And the courtyard. What's the rest of the house like?"

Resting her chin on Mina's shoulder, Fuyumi hummed softly. "The house has three classical open concept rooms in addition to the the purposed rooms, because… I don't know, I guess my father intended to have a lot of people over? All the friends he never ended up making? Either way, there's this one that we've turned into a living room, one on the opposite side of the house which is pretty much empty, and then the training room. Which isn't actually a washitsu in the classical sense because the flooring is specially reinforced to handle quirk usage, up to and including Hellflame."

"Well, I mean, the solution seems obvious. We can leave the sectional that we are generously donating to your family here, and sleep in the other room." Mina bound out into the hallway, took a moment to orient herself, and then raced down the hallway to find the room in question. Looking around, she nodded approvingly. It would be a tight fit by the time there were twenty-five of them occupying it, but it would work. "We're probably going to need to feed Yaomomo again after we furnish this place."

Fuyumi giggled softly. "I mean, considering we met Yaomomo last time we tried to go out for fourth meal together, I'm kinda down for it?" Mina found herself considering that. Did they really want to go around collecting random girls they met out in the city at odd hours of the morning? Considering that was where literally a third of the hoard had come from? Evidently! "I mean, I can also order food for delivery if you're not feeling adventurous?"

After furrowing her brow in a moment of further thought, Mina shook her head slowly. "Considering what Yaomomo, Mei, and Saiko in particular like to do when allowed to wander a city at night unsupervised… maybe not? Especially if we're going to have Yuu and Moe with us?" Fuyumi nodded to concede the point. "Wait, was that just me being the voice of reason? I feel like it was and I do not like it at all."

Giggling louder, Fuyumi squeezed Mina with all four limbs and nuzzled her slightly cool cheek against the rosette's. "Yeah, I feel like you're more the voice of impulsivity and chaos. Like, your alignment is definitely chaotic good."

"I feel like that's possibly a compliment, so I'm just going to say… yes." Mina swung Fuyumi around off her back, darting over to press her against the wall and pin her. "So, I'm not really down to be having sex in a completely empty room with nothing between me and the bare floor, even before we take into consideration that anyone could walk in at any moment. And by anyone, I'm primarily worried about your parents and siblings. The more the merrier if some of your fellow hoardizens wander in. But… but! I can offer you kisses. Would you like some kisses?"

Nodding eagerly, Fuyumi darted in to plant little kisses across Mina's face. "I would definitely enjoy kisses. Especially kisses plural. Lots of kisses. All the kisses."

Mina frowned as she pressed Fuyumi against the wall a bit more firmly. "I'm not really a traditional architecture sort of person. How load bearing are these walls? Like…"

After sparing a moment to roll her eyes, Fuyumi went back to peppering Mina's face with kisses. "I remember you saying that you're stronger than a normal person but like, unless you're going to bad-hurt me? You don't have to worry about pinning me so hard I go through a wall or anything." She thought for a moment before amending that. "Don't pin me to a shoji, though. You can and will go through those. That's why we're not allowed to have cats anymore."

"Right. Commencing Operation Maximum Kissitude, then." Giggling, Mina pinned Fuyumi to the wall and brought her lips down on the smaller girl's.

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"Okay, so, again we need to thank Yaomomo for the generous donation of sleeping accommodations for the bunch of us."

"You can thank me by letting me walk to 7-Eleven and buy a burrito or three."

"Psh. We know what you do when you're out at night in the city." Mina waggled her finger playfully at the thoroughly unrepentant Momo before moving on. "So we should probably change soon and start settling down, if for no other reason than to be polite to our hosts. I'm sure Endeavor gets up early enough that he doesn't need us running around his house until one in the morning."

Fuyumi waved her hand dismissively at Mina's concern. "I do it all the time. He'll never notice a thing."

Rolling her eyes, Mina gestured back and forth between her and the diminutive white-haired girl. "Okay, but consider how small and quiet one of you alone in this house is… and then consider how not small and not quiet the entire hoard is. We should absolutely be considerate guests, especially if we're planning to meet up here next weekend to hang out again."

"I have actually been considering the matter of sleeping arrangements because, well, this is a bit more than anything that I've previously been involved with and so my mind began attempting to solve the problem satisfactorily." Saiko gestured to the large spread of futons and bedding on the floor. "Which is to say… how do we plan to organize ourselves for the actual sleeping portion of the evening?"

Mina peered over at the bluenette curiously, gesturing from Saiko to the bedding and back. "I'm assuming that you've already calculated an optimal solution to the problem, or else you wouldn't be bringing it up."

Perking up, Saiko grinned as brightly as her fairly reserved countenance seemed capable of. "As a matter of fact, I have. I would like you all to consider engaging in an Awakening Gradient." Receiving blank stares in response, she hastened to explain. "In simple terms? We should organize ourselves by our preferred sleeping schedules, with the first to awaken on one side of the combined sleeping area - preferably the one nearest the door - and the latest riser on the opposite side."

That actually made a fuck ton of sense to Mina. An imperial fuck ton of sense, which was sixteen kilograms larger than a metric fuck ton of sense. And like, a whole hundred kilograms larger than an American fuck ton of sense. Especially because she tended to be a late and lazy riser; she absolutely did not need anyone climbing over her to try and get out of bed. Granted it was going to limit her cuddling options to the two people closest to her in sleep schedule… but her entire hoard was super cute and so any two girls that she ended up with would be great to cuddle with!

Looking around, Mina found Fuyumi moving to stand near the doorway end of the assembled bedding. "Okay, so I tend to be on a fairly short sleep schedule because I take naps during the day. So I feel like I should probably be near the door because I'll be the last one in and the first one out?"

"I'm conflicted. Kinda want to spoon Fuyumi. Kinda want to sleep in on one of my days off this week." Moe looked around, a consternated expression on her face. "Fuyumi, any chance you can just… sleep in a little?"

Rolling her turquoise eyes, Fuyumi bumped her hip against Moe's playfully. "Doesn't me changing my sleeping habits defeat the entire purpose of us organizing ourselves by our sleeping habits? Literally anyone could sleep anywhere if they were willing to sleep in. Or get up early."

Before anyone could rebut that point, Izumi leaned forward and waved her hand to get the group's attention. "I feel like if anything, Mina and I should sleep in the longest? Or one of us should be the first up and the other should be the last up?" She gestured back over her shoulder. "I mean, wings. They're a thing. I'd rather not get mine slept on."

While Mina didn't mind curling her wings around someone - or someones - while she slept, that was a very valid point. Her and Izumi would have to consider their positions carefully. "Okay, so you know what? I feel like catching up on some sleep. And I'm already in something pajama-enough for my tastes. So…" Marching her way down to the end of the sleeping area, Mina peeled back the comforter and lowered herself down onto the futon. "I am sleeping here. Who wants to be my little spoon?"

Tooru bounced excitedly, waving her hand in the air. "Dibs! Mostly because I also want to sleep in tomorrow, so being in the 'late wakeup' corner of the room sounds like a good time to me." She glanced down at herself and hummed softly. "I'd rather not sleep in jeans, though, so give me a second to go change." And with that, she bounced out of the room and down the hall to go retrieve her pajamas from Fuyumi's room.

"Can I be Saiko's little spoon, kero?" Tsuyu peered around curiously, bringing her finger up to her mouth as attention turned to her. "I've always wondered what it would be like to wake up on the receiving end of morning wood."

Saiko nodded agreeably. "A completely reasonable curiosity on your part. I accept. You're probably going to end up pressed between me and someone else, though, for the exact reason that you just mentioned."

Chuckling, Tsuyu turned and made to follow Tooru to go retrieve her own pajamas. "Don't threaten me with a good time."

Hesitantly making her way over to stand near Mina, Yuu peered down at her. "Do you mind being a middle spoon? So far your hoard seems cool but not 'I want to cuddle with any of them while I sleep' cool. Like, obviously I don't want you playing favorites or anything, but…" Lowering her voice, she gestured back and forth between herself and Mina. "I'm kinda literally only your girlfriend and I do not know how to handle that at the moment."

Hmm, that was a situation that they were going to have to discuss further in the morning. Because now Mina felt a little bad about the Ochako, Moe, and Ochako plus Momo situations. Which she shouldn't? She should be free to spend time with her girlfriends as she saw fit? But at the same time, as Yuu had stated, she was literally only Mina's girlfriend at the moment and so… where did that leave her when Mina was off doing non-Yuu things? She honestly hadn't thought this far ahead.

To be honest, Mina had sort of been counting on Yuu getting over her 'only one girlfriend' thing, and wasn't really prepared for her to… not be?

But that was a serious issue to tackle and at this point, Mina wasn't prepared to deal with anything more serious than 'where are my hands and tail allowed to go'. And so she scooted inward a bit, opening up a spot behind her for Yuu. "Just so we're clear, I'm absolutely not responsible if you wake up with a mouthful of wing."

"Can I nibble on them?"

"Can you what now?"

"…I nibble on things in my sleep."

Meh, she'd heard weirder. "You know what, knock yourself out."

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"So, this is… a thing."

Mina giggled as she peered back over her shoulder at Yuu, pressing her lips against the awkward looking blonde's. "In my defense, I gave you the spot on the end so that you could avoid this exact situation. You're the one who decided to migrate in the middle of the night."

Leaning in, Yuu tried to keep her voice low to avoid waking anyone else up. "Excuse me? I'm pretty sure you rolled all three of us over in the middle of the night, because now Tooru is where I was and I'm where Tooru was. That doesn't sound like something I could do on my own."

Mmm, yeah, probably her fault. Especially given that she'd gone to sleep with her tail wrapped around Yuu, which would have given her extra leverage to drag the taller girl around as she moved. After giving her girlfriend another kiss, she craned her neck to peer past Yuu at where Momo was spooning her from behind. "Aww, she likes you. That's cute."

An exasperated sigh escaped from Yuu as she wriggled a bit in Momo's grip. "She seems nice and all, but… actually, at this point, I don't even know. The hand on my breast is a little much but apart from that, I'm not particularly mad or anything? Maybe I just need to get used to having people in my physical space? Normal girls sleep together at sleepovers, right?"

"I mean, yeah. I mean, I've gotten a boob grabbed at a sleepover before so like, even that's not outside the range of normal teenage girl behavior." Shifting to have a one armed grip on Tooru, Mina rolled onto her back so she could see Yuu better. "Why? Is this… is this your first sleepover?"

Yuu nodded sheepishly. "Yeah, and so I'm not really sure like… what's normal sleepover shenanigans and what's girlfriend stuff? Well, I mean, I'm pretty sure Yaomomo playing sword swallower in the bathroom is not a 'just gals being pals' sort of thing."

Grinning, Mina bumped her nose against Yuu's playfully. "Yeah, getting your ass eaten is also generally nor a normal sleepover activity, for future reference." Yuu rolled her eyes and Mina's grin widened. "Are you really not vibing with anyone else in the polycule?"

Burrowing into Mina's side as much as her amorous sleeping companion would allow her to, Yuu shrugged. "Like I said last night, they seem cool and all but I warned you when I came into this that I wasn't sure I had the capacity to date more than one girl. And before you start worrying, I'm not mad that you were here, there, and everywhere last night. Including but not limited to the thing with Ochako. Like… I am completely, totally, and wholly honestly not jealous or upset. I had fun hanging with them. I just do not feel the same connection to any of them that I feel to you. And I'd really rather not try to force things, especially since the handy teleporting girlfriend evidently does in fact work on metamours. I am completely happy being the metamour of twenty-three other girls."

"Yeah, not going to lie, I was hoping it would be at least the metamour of twenty-two other girls and dating Enmuko. If for no other reason than convenience; you're both going to be in Chiba together if she stays at my place when I'm at school." Mina considered the situation for a stretch before ultimately shrugging uncertainly. "I mean, if you genuinely don't mind that we're not attached at the hip at group gatherings like this? And that like, you'll be sitting home if I have date nights with other girls? Then I guess that's fine with me? I mean, it feels completely unfair to you but if you don't mind, I suppose I shouldn't go inventing problems for myself?"

Squirming in place, Yuu blushed a bright shade of red. "Actually, uh, I'm not really interested in being a participant in anything group-y but I mean… I wouldn't have been upset if you invited me to watch what you and Yaomomo did to Ochako last night?" At Mina's bemused look, she brought her hands up to her face. "What? It's like watching porn, right? Just live. There's nothing weird about that."

Mina giggled and kissed Yuu's forehead reassuringly. "As long as nobody objects, I'll see what I can do. Although now I'm very curious about what sorts of porn you watch."

"I'm a teenage lesbian with a healthy libido. The answer is 'a lot'." Yuu's deadpan response set Mina to giggling again, and the blonde buried her blushing face in Mina's neck. "Is it wrong that I sort of want to be there when Yaomomo finally ends up taking Tsuyu? Like, that sounds amazing."

"I don't disagree." Momo's head poked over Yuu's shoulder, pressing a kiss to the blonde's shoulder before blushing faintly and retreating a bit. "I apologize, that was inappropriate of me given that you've made your stance on the rest of us rather clear at this point."

Looking back at Momo, Yuu gave her a faint grin. "You're fine. Although, uh, I think you've left fingerprints on my breast at this point." At the teasing rebuke, Momo's hand abruptly retreated. "Thanks. I'm very much a cleavage top sort of person and…" Rolling onto her back, Yuu tugged at the neckline of her pajama shirt to reveal that Momo had in fact left several small red marks on the blonde's right breast. "Fantastic."

Mina leered and leaned in toward her girlfriend's chest. "Okay but what if I leave a hickey on your chest over where the fingerprint is? Then you won't have to explain Yaomomo's fingerprints anymore."

"…that's not better. You realize that, right? That's objectively worse." Still blushing, Yuu reached up to run her fingers through Mina's hair as her expression turned distinctly thoughtful. "Although the part of me that thinks it would be fun to be territory being marked definitely doesn't mind."

Propping herself up on her elbow, Momo looked from Yuu to Mina and back curiously. "Do you mind if I watch? I'm passingly familiar with the concept of a hickey or 'love bite' but neither Saiko nor Mei has ever been particularly interested in either giving or receiving them. I am curious."

A conflicted expression crossed Yuu's face as she considered the request. Which was fair. Being willing to watch something going on between two - or more - other people wasn't the same as being willing to perform. That was literally two entirely separate kinks. That being said, given that she was specifically hoping to watch Momo perform, some reciprocation might not be amiss? Mina could see both sides of it and peered up at Yuu curiously as the girl's mind worked, wondering what her decision would be.

When it finally came, it was the absolute opposite of what Mina had been expecting. And she absolutely did not mind. "Well, I've got…" Lifting her shirt, Yuu peered down at her chest. "Yeah, no, there are all five fingerprints on my chest. So yeah, I've got five. And they're all your fault. Do you want to do your part in covering them up?"

Momo blinked owlishly at the offer. "I beg your pardon?"

"I mean, if I'm hoping to watch you get hopped by the frog fatale, I feel like it's only fair…" Yuu gestured down at her chest. "If Mina demonstrates the concept to you, do you want to try your hand at it? There's five fingerprints so three for Mina, two for you?"

Smiling widely, Momo nodded eagerly. "It would be my absolute pleasure to, as you say, do my part."

Before Mina could respond… positively, because this idea sounded fucking awesome from where she was sitting? Err, laying? Tooru poked her head up from on Mina's other side. "What happens if I leave a fingerprint on your ass?"

Rolling her eyes, Yuu reached over to swat the invisible girl's shoulder. "Seeing as how my leggings would safely cover any marks that you leave? You would not in fact get to make my assquaintance."

"Aww nuts."

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"I need to invent a multiple burrito warming baby. Immediately."

Giggling, Mina threw her arm around Mei's waist and rested her head against the top of her fellow rosette's. "Or, and I'm just putting this out there. Or we can just wait for the microwave one at a time like normal people do."

Mei snorted and waved her hand dismissively at that. "There's going to be twenty-five of us by the time you're done. Assuming we could teleport the burrito from the microwave to our hands and replace it immediately with the next burrito to be cooked, that's still thirty-seven and a half straight minutes of burrito cooking. Probably closer to fifty when all is said and done. I don't know about you, but I can think of better ways to spend fifty minutes of my life."

Hmm. Fair enough. Although… Mina grinned wickedly at Mei, giving her a playful squeeze. "Would I like any of these better ways of yours?"

After considering that for a moment, Mei shrugged. "I was mostly thinking of increased baby making time, to be honest. The more efficiently I can use each waking minute of my day, the more things I can create. But I do have at least seven sexual babies, so I suppose it might work out for you."

The microwave beeped, cutting off her response, and Mina quickly retrieved her breakfast burrito so that the next girl could take their turn at the microwave. Opening the wrapper, she poked it hesitantly before deciding that it was a good idea to let it stand for a minute or two before biting it. Wanting her hands free so that she could gesticulate - as was often her wont - if nothing else, she promptly tucked the burrito into the pouch of her hoody for safekeeping. Turning back to Mei, she hummed softly. "Sexual babies?"

Mei nodded. "One dates back to before I started dating Yaomomo. I was curious. And single. Couldn't really buy anything for myself. So I made something. Then I met Yaomomo, and then Saiko. It became a fun way to contribute to our fun. Well, a contribution beyond the obvious, that is. Not to mention that Yaomomo's into some rougher stuff than either Saiko or I are strictly comfortable with. So rather than test my own boundaries, I decided to outsource the entire thing to Baby Number Sixty-Eight: the Cervix Abusing Baby."

The corner of Mina's mouth quirked upward at Mei's hilariously blunt name for her invention. Then she broke into an entire smile as something occurred to her. "You couldn't make it Baby Number Sixty-Nine?"

"No? That's my net gun. Why would I…" Mei trailed off for a moment, and then her yellow eyes widened. "Oh. Right. The sex number. Heh. I get it. Yeah, that would have been funny, wouldn't it?"

From her spot two people behind Mina and Mei in the burrito warming line, Momo cleared her throat, her cheeks flushing. "While I am endeavoring to become less inhibited, I still draw the line as discussing my sexual proclivities in a konbini. If you would be so kind as to change the subject?"

Mina grinned and nodded; especially given that it wasn't her sex life being discussed, it would be super rude to blow past Momo's comfort level and continue the discussion. Leaning in toward Mei, she lowered her voice. "As someone who wants to try everything at least three times? We'll talk later."

Looking around the inside of the 7-Eleven curiously, Mina did a quick head count. Most of them were still clustered around the one microwave, since the group had agreed to try Mina's breakfast mainstay of a konbini breakfast burrito that day. Enmuko was over inspecting the coffee machine, which was fine because the konbini offered a discount if you bought both a coffee and a burrito. And Ochako was with her, peeking at the various syrups curiously. Personally, Mina was a fan of iced coffee with mocha sauce and peppermint syrup, but she would let the others experiment to see what suited them best.

The thought of, well, eating as a whole? Made Mina curious and so she whistled softly to get her group's attention. "I'm pleasantly surprised that we all managed to agree on breakfast at the konbini and didn't split up all over the area to find food, but it's got me thinking. Fuyumi has her nightshade allergy, which I still need to educate myself further about. Does anyone else have any food restrictions that we should know about?"

The assembled hoard exchanged looks at that, one by one shaking their heads. In the end, only Mei nodded and held up her hand to draw Mina's attention back to her. "Crustacean allergy? Doesn't come up terribly often but yeah. No shrimp, no crabs, no lobster. Sorry in advance if anyone was thinking of treating me."

Hmm. Heck. She'd always hoped to be fancy enough to one day be able to order surf and turf. Mina thought for a moment before peering over at Mei. "Do you eat salmon?" The rosette offered her a thumbs up. "The dream lives on!"

Bounding over to the group, Tooru held up her bounty from raiding one of the coolers. "Yaomomo! Have you ever had… an energy drink?"

Even as Saiko's eyes widened in horror, Momo shook her head. "I have not. What is it? Well, apart from the obvious?" Tooru handed the can over to the ravenette, who muttered softly to herself as she consulted the ingredients list. "While it's considerably more processed and chemical laden than what I normally choose to consume, none of this seems harmful or objectionable."

"I dare you to chug it! I double dog dare you!" Throwing herself at Momo, Mina grabbed the ravenette by the biceps and shook her excitedly. "No! Wait! I triple dog dare you to chug the energy drink! Chug it and I'll pay for the can on the way out!"

Staring down at her bemusedly, Momo raised the can in the space between them and shot a look over at the cashier before hesitantly popping the top. "Well, if you promise to pay for it, I suppose it doesn't particularly matter if I drink it now." Raising the can to her lips, she took an experimental sip, made a pleased noise, and then proceeded to tilt her head back as she drained the rest of the can. "That was… less unpleasant than their reputation had led me to believe." She looked around uncertainly. "Now what?"

Mina shrugged; it was an energy drink, after all, not cocaine. "Just sit tight. You'll know it when you feel it." Turning to Fuyumi, she frowned as the petite girl darted forward toward the microwave, intercepting her and grabbing her by the wrists. "Fuyumi, sweetie. What's in your breakfast burrito?"

Doing her very best to look innocent, Fuyumi refused to meet Mina's knowing gaze. "Eggs? And cheese?"

"And?"

"Chorizo."

"And what's in chorizo?"

"Three kinds of peppers?"

"And peppers are what?"

Fuyumi let out a gusty sigh. "A nightshade." Peering up at Mina, she batted her eyelashes. "Fiery French kiss after breakfast? Pretty please?"

Shaking her head, Mina released Fuyumi's wrists and reached up to ruffle the long side of her hair. "You're lucky you have me, you know that, right? Then again, I suppose I'd be an awful girlfriend if I didn't use my quirk to help you with your allergy even though I could? Hmm. Can you maybe just ask politely from now on instead of just going and doing something and expecting me to fix you up after? Like, a tiny bit of consideration goes a long way."

Fuyumi nodded sheepishly. "That makes a sense, yeah. I'll try to avoid nightshades still. But if I decide to indulge, I will specifically ask you nicely first. Deal?"

"Deal." Before they could continue, Mina heard several different girls swear under their breath and then the entire world erupted in white.

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"So, what did we learn today?"

"Do not give the creation girlfriend large amounts of caffeine."

"Why?"

"Because she will uncontrollably create stuff. Like firefighting foam."

Mina peered over sheepishly at the 7-Eleven that was still overflowing with copious amounts of gooey white firefighting foam, some of which had flowed out onto the sidewalk and into the street during their mad escape from the building. Momo assured them that it was 'GreenFire', a brand of foam that was non-toxic, food safe, and easy to clean up… but it was still a mess.

The situation wasn't entirely a loss, though. Sure, they were covered in weird white goo - and not in the fun way - and wet and Mina's pouch burrito hadn't survived a direct encounter with the foam. And her skin felt a bit itchy. But the authorities had feared the worst and summoned a hero to the scene, and it was a super cool hero at that!

Nodding resolutely, Miruko let her gaze wander over the assembled group of disheveled and foamy teens before turning back to the 7-Eleven. "Personally, I'm not mad about the whole situation being you guys' fault. I have no idea how I would have kicked the shit out of a foam villain. But yeah, you guys need to be a little bit more careful when it comes to messing with the emitter girlfriend. Today it was foam. Next time, it could be something considerably more dangerous."

From her spot at the end of the group, Moe scowled petulantly. "Today I learned that I do not look good bald." She reached up to rub the smooth skin on the top of her head. "Yaomomo, I don't know what or when, but you owe me for this. You owe me big time."

Existing in a seemingly permanent shade of blush, Momo rubbed the back of her head sheepishly. "That seems fair, yes." Turning back to Miruko, she ducked her head a bit. "Among several other things, I also learned that offering a pro hero money to squeeze my head between her thighs is technically considered attempted bribery of a public official, and I am very lucky to be getting off with a warning."

Even Miruko blushed faintly at that one. "I mean, if you were an adult? Maybe we could work something out. Especially with that many zeroes involved. But you're not. And I'm supposed to be a positive role model. Pro hero and all that. So… I'll tell you the same thing that I told your friend Kamiji-"

"Wait wait wait." Moe brought her hand up to her chest. "You remember who I am?"

Miruko snorted. "It's not every day that you're on patrol and a hero student in full fucking costume stops and propositions you. Of course I remember you. That was very memorable."

Mina looked from Miruko to Moe, back to Miruko, and then back to Moe. "You propositioned her? You made it sound like you just blurted out the thigh thing."

Shaking her head, Moe chuckled as she rubbed the back of her head awkwardly. "No, uh, I may or may not have offered to make it worth her while if she squeezed my head between her thighs. And thrown in a…" Bringing her hand up to her face, the fiery-haired girl held up two fingers and made a lewd gesture. "For good measure."

Okay, but… based? Like, Mina would have eaten either of Miruko's holes if given the opportunity, and she would have thanked her for said opportunity. Getting her head crushed by the tanned woman's powerful thighs would have been icing on the cake at that point. "Fucking nice. But, uh, Miruko. As you were saying? As you told Moe..?"

Miruko thought for a few seconds before snapping her fingers. "Oh. Right. As I told Kamiji, if I'm still single in ten years when you guys are grown ass adults? Feel free to look me up. Especially if that offer of payment is still on the table. It's not that I'm not down for a good time. It's just that you're…" She trailed off, gesturing lamely to Mina and her hoard. "Kids."

Which was very reasonable and ultimately quite responsible of her, Mina recognized. There were plenty of grown ass adults who didn't have that level of maturity and responsibility. Cough, enjo kosai partakers, cough. Which she wasn't going to belittle too much, given that she'd hoped at one point to become an enjo kosai girl, but they were still messed up. Leaning in toward Miruko, Mina held up one hand and extended her pinky. "If you're still single on my twenty-fifth birthday? Me and every single girl that I'm dating at the time are going to track you down and rock your world."

Smirking, Miruko reached up and wrapped her pinky around Mina's. "I'm going to hold you to that. Make sure you save up so that you can book a nice hotel room, though. Because…" Her finger still intertwined with Mina's, the rabbit heroine brought her free hand up and did a quick head count. "Jesus Christ, there's twelve of you? I'm going to need some Gatorade."

"That's right!" Mina released Miruko's finger so that she could plant her hands on her hips and puff up proudly. "You've had the honor of meeting Toyotama, the Dragon of Chiba! My singular goal in life?" She spread her arms wide, gesturing to her assembled polycule. "To assemble a hoard of twenty-four of the cutest girls I can find! Bask in the magnificence of my hoard!"

Miruko let out a chuckle at that, reaching out to ruffle Mina's hair. The rosette leaned into the touch, and inwardly resolved to smother Tooru with kisses after for having the forethought to be recording this. Miruko had touched her! And not in a negative way! Oh my god, she was going to be showing this to everyone at school who held still long enough on Monday. "Well, Toyotama… I take it that you want to be a hero and that's going to be your hero name?" Mina nodded rapidly. "Well, Toyotama, I look forward to seeing where you go in the future. And who knows, maybe I'll break my rule and offer you a team up once you're licensed and out in the field."

Bouncing eagerly, Mina lifted one leg into the air. "Could we Luna Arc something together someday? I Luna Arc'd some robots during the entrance exam for UA. Uh, please don't sue me for shouting Luna Arc when I did it?"

"Oh shit, you're the Luna Arc girl?" Miruko gestured back and forth between them. "I'm actually in Musutafu because Nedzu wanted to talk to me about potentially doing some extra-credit lessons for you. He recognized the similarity between your style in the entrance exam and how I fight, and thought I would be a good mentor for you."

First of all? Scream. Second of all? Scream! Mina's golden eyes went wide at that and her arms dropped limply back to her sides. "Does that mean I got into UA? Like, I wasn't really doubting it or anything because I thought I had a good score… but this would actually be official confirmation that I'm accepted."

Scoffing, Miruko waved dismissively. "Are you kidding me? You came in first place. Seventy-eight villain points for taking out robots, and forty rescue points for digging out… oh hey, you're dating the girl you rescued. Probably don't want to do that in the field, or else you're going to end up with a huge polycule. But yeah, you got rescue points for helping the brunette and then also saving the green-haired girl from splattering on the ground."

Spinning around, Mina squealed loudly and threw herself at her girlfriends. "Guys! I'm going to UA!"

"Wait, I just realized something." Hugging Mina tightly, Ochako looked around uncertainly. "If we're all here… how are we going to get our exam results today?"

That… was a really good question, yes.

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"Okay so what's our plan for the rest of the day?"

"I mean, I feel like you're going to spend most of it staring at Miruko's contact in your phone so really… the question is what are the rest of us going to do all day?" Yuu bumped her shoulder against Mina's playfully, peering over at where the rosette was still staring intently at her phone. "Hey, can I maybe accidentally bump my phone against your phone and mysteriously end up with her contact too? I could use some lessons about how to kick people properly. Especially if my job is going to be to one hit KO giant villains with minimal collateral damage."

Actually, that was a really good point. While the elemental emitters like Fuyumi and Moe didn't stand to pick up much from Miruko, Yuu probably could. Possibly Izumi too, given that Succubus gave her enhanced physical abilities and some of the same opportunities as Holy Dragon. Hmm. Maybe Ochako? Or maybe not; the brunette wanted to be a rescue hero. Tsuyu? Tsuyu was a… also a rescue hero. But she had some serious leg strength. Maybe she'd bring it up with the frog fatale at some point just to be polite?

Hmm, though. Serious hmm. Mina hesitated before pulling up the option to share a contact and bumping her phone against Yuu's. "Don't go texting her or anything until I say so. But maybe we can arrange something with the agency that you're working for and you can come down to UA a day a week or every two weeks or whatever this turns into. Especially with Enmuko, you could work right up until my session, teleport from Chiba to Musutafu, and then ride home with the two of us."

From her spot further back in the group, Enmuko chuckled. "So what, your plan is to bring me to school with you or something? I mean, I suppose it beats spending every day hanging out in your room doing online classes and reading manga. How are you going to explain it to the school, though? I'm your support equipment?"

"You are… my emotional support heteromorph." Mina spun around to face Enmuko, gesturing to her own torso. "We can get you a little vest and everything. Although I'm not sure where you're going to sit while I'm at my desk. Maybe Yaomomo can make you a little cushion to kneel on?"

Enmuko made a disgusted noise at that. "I am not into pet play. Not kink shaming if any of you are, but definitely not my thing. If anything, I think I'll just find a cafe near the school and hang out there during the day. Bring a laptop with me, do my classes, and then pack up and come meet you after."

"With that resolved… getting back to our plans for the day. I would be willing to treat everyone to a trip to an sentou, if anyone is interested." Momo gestured up at where the skin on her face was still a bit red and irritated. "GreenFire may be biodegradable and non-toxic but it is still a skin irritant. I for one would enjoy a chance to properly scrub the residue off my skin. Not to mention that I think only two of us managed to eat breakfast before the Foam Incident occurred."

Mina giggled softly. "I love that we're already putting capital letters on that. It was the Foam Incident. It was a significant event. Wait. No. It was a canon event." At the girl's confused look, Mina waved dismissively. "I'll introduce you to all eleven of the Spiderverse movies at some point. Great stuff."

Radiating the big sister energy that she was well known for, Tsuyu attempted to rein the conversation back in. "So we need to bathe and we need to eat. And then I looked up online that there's an open air market here in Musutafu that I think it would be interesting to visit. While I really enjoy spending time with you guys as a whole, I would like to enjoy new experiences when I can and I've never been to an open air market."

Sidling up on Tsuyu's left, Moe grabbed a handful of the verdette's ass. "I can think of a few new experiences that you could enjoy."

Peering up at Moe, Tsuyu blinked slowly. "Not in this chapter. I also want breakfast and a nice soak."

"Mou! I'm going to start charging you if you insist on stealing my gimmick!" Bounding over, Mina leaned in and grabbed Tsuyu's unoccupied ass cheek. "I have very flexible payment plans, though."

Tsuyu let out a croak of laughter. "Like I said, not in this chapter." Pulling out her phone, she tapped at it for a bit before looking up at Mina. "Since you're the de facto leader of the group, I'll let you make the decision. There's a sentou nearby that we can visit. Although…" The verdette peered down at her wet, clingy, and still slightly foamy clothes. "I don't really think we want to go into a store like this, but bathing doesn't really accomplish anything if we just turn around and put the same clothes back on."

Before Mina could volunteer her, Momo perked up excitedly "I have everyone's sizes memorized with the notable exception of Enmuko and Moe, both of whom I didn't know existed before last evening." When the statement elicited surprised looks, she shrugged uncaringly. "I am a scarily intelligent yandere. You all know this."

Given that she already had goop on her, Ochako had no qualms about hugging the still messy Momo. "Normally I don't like accepting handouts, but considering that the alternative is feeling gross for the entire rest of the day… I will wear literally anything that you're nice enough to make me."

Momo raised an eyebrow at that, smirking faintly. "Literally anything, you say?"

"Uh…" Leaning back, Ochako stared up at Momo's smirking face for a few seconds before amending her statement. "Anything within reason." Momo continued to smirk and Ochako looked back at the others uncertainly. "I'm in danger."

Mina grinned in response. Given that her and Momo tended to be on the same page when it came to their attraction to Ochako, she was pretty sure she knew exactly where the heiress's mind was going. She held up a finger. "Maximum of twenty percent of each ass cheek showing." Ochako shot her a betrayed look and she shrugged. "What? I want to see your cute butt in short shorts just as much as Yaomomo. I'm attempting to be the voice of moderation. Twenty percent of your butt is considerably less butt than she could end up showing off."

After considering that for a few seconds, Ochako nodded slowly. "I guess I'm still just getting used to the idea that people find me attractive and want to see me like that?" Turning back to Momo, she pushed up onto her toes and pressed her lips to the ravenette's. "You can make it thirty percent butt cheek if you make me some black tights to wear under whatever else you make." When Momo opened her mouth to disagree, Ochako tapped her finger against the taller girl's lips. "I have spoken."

Her dark eyes widening, Momo leaned forward. "Is that a Mandalorian reference?" When Ochako blushed and nodded slowly, the taller girl squealed excitedly. "I positively adore Star Wars. It's my single most favorite fictional property. I have tried and failed to make a lightsaber one hundred and twenty-seven times. One of these days, though, I'm sure that I'll figure it out." Grabbing Ochako's hands, she bounced lightly on her toes. "How do you feel about wa lolita looks? Working from a baseline pattern that I have memorized, I can easily create themed looks. I could make you a Jedi lolita dress."

Ochako smiled brightly. "That sounds cute! And very covering! I'm in!"

"Oh no, I can make it short enough to test the bounds of propriety."

"…spoke too soon."

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By the time they got around to eating, it was most definitely a brunch instead of a breakfast but eventually they were washed, redressed, and suitably fed. Ochako looked down at the remains of the breakfast sandwich that she'd been slowly nibbling on. "I still feel weird eating prepared food. Isn't it cheaper to make it at home? Not to mention… Mina, you paid for all of us. That's so generous of you."

Mina waved dismissively with her clear plastic cup of coffee. "Dunkin Donuts for twelve people really isn't that bad. Not to mention I'm still at a net profit on the morning." At Ochako's curious look, Mina jerked a thumb in the direction of where Fuyumi was riding on Mei's back. "We were the last two out of the bath for a reason. I let her rub my feet on her face for a few minutes. Like I said, net profit for the. morning."

Shrugging uncaringly at the attention Mina's words earned her, Fuyumi stuck her tongue out. "What can I say, I'm a simple girl with simple needs and the funds to obtain what I want. Tossing Mina twenty-five thousand yen for some sweet, sweet foot action is money well spent in my book."

"Do you like frog feet?" Tsuyu croaked softly as everyone's gaze snapped from Fuyumi to her. "Just asking because that scarf is kind of cute."

Momo's skin sparkled and she held her hand up to her chest for a moment before pausing and thinking better of it. "I will not make you a scarf within viewing distance of a booth selling them, but ask me again in a few minutes and I'll absolutely make you the scarf of your dreams."

Snickering, Mina bumped against Momo playfully. "Someone's hoping that Tsuyu destroys the Economy tonight." Momo blushed but didn't refute her assertion; maybe Yuu was going to get her wish sooner than she thought? Looking around at the market curiously, Mina perked up. "Look at that stand over there! Izumi! It's your soulmate!"

The stand in question was a simplistic booth with a hand painted wooden sign that said 'Quirk Guru' in sloppy letters across it. Standing inside was a genially smiling boy about their age, with short blond hair styled so his bangs were hanging over his right eye. He was dressed smartly in a white shirt and black suit jacket with an absolutely hideous polkadot tie. Seeing that he'd caught their attention, he beckoned for them to approach him. "Good morning, ladies! Who amongst you would like to know more about your quirk?"

Before Mina could approach the booth, something slammed into her legs and knocked her back a step. Grunting, she reached down to find… a small human being? Was that a midget? Or a child? Could have been either, to be honest. Oh! It was a child! A super cute child, with tangled white hair, wide red eyes, and a horn poking out of her left temple. And… some super ragged clothing? That was concerning. "Have to get away. Have to get away."

Grabbing the child, Mina swung her up into the air and rested her on her hip as she smiled widely. "Have to get away from what? Are you in trouble?"

The girl nodded rapidly before looking back and letting out a frightened squeak. Raising a shaking hand, she pointed toward a man who was slicing through the crowd toward them unerringly. "He's after me."

Oh. That was super concerning. Mina narrowed her golden eyes at the man, who just looked… super sketchy from top to bottom. Who wore a fucking plague doctor mask in civilized society? Like a renaissance faire or reenactment festival or something, sure. But who actually walked around in public like that? Not to mention… a green jacket with a purple fur collar? She liked bold color combinations, and even she was offended by that. Who dressed this guy?

Not to mention, you know, the fact that the clearly terrified girl was repeatedly chanting that she had to get away from him.

The crowd parted and the man approached the group warily. "Ah. My daughter. You found her."

Mina looked back and forth between the man and the girl skeptically. "This is your daughter?"

"Nope." The girl shook her head vehemently. "My dad is dead."

Raising an eyebrow, Mina looked back over at the man. "You wanna try that again, mister? Because…" She let her eyes rake up and down over the tattered, ragged clothes the girl was wearing and oh shit, were those bandages on her arms and legs? "Are you abusing this girl?"

"What? No! Of course not."

"He is."

"Eri! Be quiet and come back to me." The man reached up, slowly tugging at the glove on his right hand. "You know what'll happen if you don't…"

Okay, so, that was super creepy. Terrified girl. Clearly abusive man. Mina looked around quickly but couldn't spot… actually, anyone. The entire crowd had fled the confrontation that was unfolding, except for the 'Quirk Guru' boy, who was watching the proceedings with wide eyes. Fuck. There was no way she was giving this girl back to her abuser. But what could she do? Especially if - as it seemed he was implying - he was willing to use his quirk against them?

Her eyes bounced from Momo to Mei to Saiko as part of evaluating the situation, and then suddenly Mina knew exactly what to do. It wasn't vigilantism if she didn't use her quirk, right? "Yaomomo. Attempting to do a citizen's arrest. Legalities?"

Stepping up at her left, Momo eyed the man warily. "Under the Criminal Procedure Law, a private citizen is allowed to perform a citizen's arrest only when they witness a crime in progress and the perpetrator is caught red-handed. I am… not sure whether or not this situation would qualify in the eyes of the law."

"I see." Mina looked down at Eri for a moment, and the look on the girl's face solidified her resolve. "Any chance you'd be willing to hire us a really good lawyer if it doesn't?"

Momo smirked faintly at that, shrugging off her jacket as her skin began to sparkle with the activation of her quirk. "I will retain an entire team for us, if it proves necessary."

Proving that they were operating on the same wavelength, the handles of metal baseball bats began to erupt from Momo's bared arms and Mina grinned as she grabbed one and pulled it free. "New idea for a hero name once we graduate: Polyarmory. Because I'm not going to lie, this is really freaking cool."

Momo's smirk grew into an outright grin. "Freaking?"

"Oh shush, I'm literally holding a small child. I am not about to drop the f-bomb." Speaking of which? Mina turned and - after given the matter some thought - passed Eri off to Izumi. If all else failed, the verdette could escape with Eri and summon reinforcements. "I am genuinely surprised that you've turned out to be a bad influence on me. I honestly thought that it was going to be the other way around."

Momo took a step back into the midst of the hoard as the other girls crowded around her, grabbing bats of their own as fast as she could create them. "I do so enjoy assaulting evil doers with blunt objects. Seeing you willing to engage in such things with me? I would jump up and down for joy, but my breasts are simply far too large for that sort of nonsense."

She wasn't wrong about that! Her breasts were huge! Spinning her bat to get an idea for its weight, Mina thrust it into the air and tried to think of the absolute coolest way that she could start things off. Oh! Oh! She knew the perfect quip! An absolute classic!

"Lesbians!"

"…assemble."

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As the man tugged his right glove all the way off and dropped it to the ground, Mina steeled herself for the coming fight. Which was actually going to be a fight, in which people - herself included - could get hurt. She couldn't afford to fool around the way she had against the robots at the entrance exam. No showboating. Nothing fancy. Nothing pretty. Just be like Momo and Mei. Take him the fuck down as quickly and efficiently as possible.

"Canyon Cannon!" There was a flicker of pseudomotion and then a giant foot rammed into the man, sending him flying backward through the air until he slammed into the side of a parked car. Shrinking back down to normal size, Yuu looked down at her utterly naked body and let out a despondent sigh. "Right. Not wearing my costume. Fuck."

"No swearing! Small child!" But also, hey, that was right, Yuu and Moe had their provisional hero licenses. They were allowed to use their quirks against this douchebag! Mina furrowed her brow. Wait a second. "You guys have licenses! Can you like, deputize us so that we can legally beat the shit out of him?"

Handing her coat to Yuu, Moe shook her head. "You've been watching too many American crime dramas. Japan doesn't work like that. Yaomomo's not wrong about the citizen's arrest law, but… emphasis citizen. There is no legal structure for you to act as actual police. Or heroes, in our case."

Mou! She really wanted to smash this guy! Wait. She was just… stronger and faster. That was just her being herself. They couldn't hold her legally accountable for using her mutation given strength, right? As the man struggled back to his feet, Mina darted forward and kicked off the pavement, launching herself up into the air. Miruko was evidently impressed by her. Time to keep on being impressive. "Luna Arc!"

Bringing her heel down hard on the man's head, Mina grinned viciously at the sound of his nose breaking. Landing far too close to him for comfort, what with him having some sort of grabbing people quirk and all, the rosette darted back a few steps before taking advantage of the superior reach that the bat gave her and slamming the head into his kneecap. He dropped to one knee, swearing loudly, before pressing his hand against his knee. It promptly… rippled? And then he was able to rise back to stand on two feet again. "Heck! He can heal himself, guys!"

"There's a simple solution to that, at least as far as I'm concerned." Momo strode forward confidently before lunging in and swinging her own bat toward the man's stomach, doubling him over with the impact. "We need to do so much damage that he can't heal from it. Mei, darling, if you'd be willing to do the honors for me?"

Waving dismissively, Mei gestured to the other girls clustered around her. "I mean, I definitely will, but I feel like everyone should get a chance to take their turn before I finish things?"

Tooru let out a cheer at that, tearing her shirt up over her head and off before dropping her pants to the ground. "Aww yeah! This is going to be…" Trailing off, she looked at her weapon and sighed. "Right. Can't be stealthy while holding a visible bat. Fuck. Someone take two turns for me."

"I have come here to chew bubblegum and beat child abusers, kero, and I'm all out of bubblegum." Kicking off the ground so hard that she cracked the pavement, Tsuyu launched herself forward and slammed both feet into the man's chest, driving him back into the side of the car so hard that the metal groaned in protest. Backflipping nimbly, she swung her bat into the man's shoulder before flicking out her tongue, grabbing at a nearby lamppost and pulling herself to safety. "Somebody finish him off so I can teabag him, please."

Wait, did Tsuyu mean in the first person shooter sort of way, or the literal way? Mina was kinda intrigued to find out. Hollering loudly, Ochako charged in and used her bat like a pool cue, slamming the end directly into the man's crotch. It was evidently a hard enough impact that the man coughed up bile as he folded in half again, cursing viciously under his breath. Pausing, she looked back at Mina. "Wait. I just realized. Isn't Izumi pansexual?"

Mina brought her hands up to her face. "Oh shoot, that's right!" Turning to the verdette, she smiled apologetically. "Sorry! I didn't mean to engage in pansexual erasure. I just thought that-"

Grinning good naturedly, Izumi waved her hand. "No, no, the whole 'lesbians assemble' thing was awesome. Very intense. Theatrical. Definitely heroic. I loved it."

"Okay, just wanted to make sure. I mean, if someone was calling me pansexual when I was a lesbian, I'd be weirded out by it." Turning back to the man, Ochako poked him in the face with her bat, slamming the butt into his already broken nose. "Do you guys think I should take some sort of self-defense lesson? I want to be a rescue hero, sure, but what if I'm trying to rescue people and the villain comes back or something?"

Beckoning the brunette over, Momo reached out and took Ochako's hand, pulling the smaller girl against her. "You're acquitting yourself reasonably well with that bat. Would you be interested in learning bojitsu from me? I'm hardly an expert, I know enough to be able to pass on at least a rudimentary skill set."

Ochako beamed up at Momo. "That would be amazing! You're just the gift that keeps on giving." Hugging the taller girl, Ochako peered past her at Mei. "I think I'm done. Tsuyu's done. Tooru wants to be skipped. Izumi is holding the girl. Does anyone else want to take their turn beating on this creep, or can you finish him off?"

"Didn't your parents ever teach you not to play with your food?" Struggling back to his feet yet again, the man tugged his other glove off and pressed his hand to his face. His flesh rippled again and reformed, revealing a perfectly normal and definitely not broken nose. "Filthy diseased bitches. When I'm done with you, there won't even be enough left to bury. And then I'm going to take Eri back and-"

"The hell you are!" With the fiercest look on her face that Mina had ever seen on the pink-haired girl, Mei raced forward to meet him as he pushed off the car, winding up for a swing. "Louisville Smash!" Unlike the others, she went straight for the head and she didn't miss, slamming the metal bat into the side of her opponent's head with unerring accuracy. The man crumpled like a puppet with the strings cut, and Mei stood over him with a satisfied smile on her face. "Huh. So that's why heroes do that. I suddenly understand All Might so much better now."

Moving to surround the man, the assembled hoard stared down at him uncertainly. Frowning, Ochako poked him with the end of her bat to make sure that he was well and truly out of it. "He was evidently abusing that adorable little girl. Would it be unheroic to hit him a few more times? Just, uh, just to make sure that he's most definitely and certainly unconscious?"

Cackling, Fuyumi brought her bat down on the man's shoulder hard enough that there was another audible crack. "Wait, wait, someone break his hands. He clearly has a touch-based quirk. Fuck up his hands so bad that he can never touch another person."

"That seems cruel, Fuyumi. Then again…" Saiko darted a look over at where Izumi was holding Eri, and then her expression hardened. Spinning her bat around, she slammed the end down hard on the back of the man's bare right hand. "As Ochako said, it is better to be safe than sorry."

Mina bounced up and down excitedly. Her first attempt at genuine heroism had gone great!

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Mina bounced up and down excitedly. Her first attempt at genuine heroism had gone great! Looking over at Eri, she gasped excitedly. Reassuring the victim was an integral part of heroics! And she knew exactly how she could boost the girl's spirits! "Eri! Your name is Eri, right?" The girl nodded hesitantly and Mina held out her bat toward the young girl. "You were the one getting abused. Do you want to hit him too?"

Squirming until Izumi set her down, Eri slowly approached the group and peered up at Mina's bat uncertainly. "It's kind of big."

"That's what she said." Mina immediately slapped her hand over her mouth at Eri's inquisitive look. "I'll explain that to you in like, ten years. Um. Yaomomo. Help a sister out?" After a moment's hesitation, the ravenette created a smaller metal bat and offered it to Eri, who took it with a vicious grin on her face. Lifting it up over her head, she brought it down hard on the man's chest. "Yeah! Hit him again, Eri, hit him again!"

As Eri began to attack the man with a ferocity that even surprised Mina, the blond boy from the Quirk Guru booth slowly approached the hoard. "What… what did I just witness?"

Mina pointed the end of her bat at the boy. "You didn't see nothing." When the boy opened his mouth to argue, she thrust the end of the bat at him. "I said! You didn't see nothing. Snitches get stitches."

His eyes darting over the assembled group of girls, all of whom had turned to look at him, the boy swallowed nervously. "I didn't see anything."

"That's what I thought." Mina watched as Momo created an entire new set of clothes for Yuu before turning back to where Eri was still going to town on the man with her child sized baseball bat. Reaching in, Mina lifted the girl into the air and held her up with a wide smile on her face. "Okay. So. Do you have somewhere safe to go?" The girl shook her head no and Mina looked around uncertainly for a moment before recovering and smiling again. "Do you want to come with us?"

"Wait, are you serious?" Moe shouldered her way to the front, kneeling down and pulling out a set of zip tie handcuffs that she used to secure the man's - definitely broken - hands behind his back. "I realized from the moment that I met you that you were sort of chaotic and impulsive, but this is a whole as- erm, a whole child that we're talking about here. We are high school students. What are we going to do with a child?"

Hmm. True. Moe and Fuyumi were already interns at hero agencies on top of being hero students. Saiko was a high schooler and hero student who lived in a dorm, so she was right out. And the rest of them were about to be super busy with being high schoolers enrolled in the hero course. Except for maybe Izumi? They weren't sure about her status at the moment. So possibly Izumi. Or… Mina gasped excitedly. "She can stay with me! And Trash Cat can take care of her!"

Enmuko's glowing yellow eyes blinked slowly. "I'm going to what now?"

Mina darted forward, pressing Eri into Enmuko's hands. It took a few tries, given that the foggy girl was clearly unwilling to take possession of her, but eventually she relented. Granted she was holding Eri out away from her body like a baby that had soiled itself, but… it was a start? "Okay, so, you want to stay with me, right? We were talking about you spending the day in Musutafu, but why? You can just teleport to me whenever you want. So… what if you stay in Chiba all day, occasionally chilling with Yuu in a strictly platonic, no homo sort of way… and take care of Eri for us?"

"Well, for one?" Enmuko shook Eri for emphasis, the girl's head lolling back and forth like a bobblehead. "I hate kids." Pausing, she turned Eri so she could look the girl in the eye. "No offense."

Eri shrugged faintly. "It's okay. Nobody likes me."

Darting in, Mina grabbed Eri back from Enmuko and hugged the girl tightly against her chest. "Aww, don't say that! I like you, Eri!" Frowning, she looked around the group thoughtfully. What other options did they have? Short of like, surrendering the girl to the cops when they got there? Which… the Office for Child Safety Services did a decent job, at least according to the news, but still. One of her classmates was in foster care. It sufficed, but it was no substitute for being in an actual home.

But hmm. If not Enmuko, then who? Ochako lived way out in the middle of nowhere, which would be great for hiding Eri in case Hand Man got it in his head to try and get her back… but her family was poor and probably couldn't afford to take her. Tsuyu's family already had three kids. Which… maybe they could handle another? Nah. If they could, they'd probably have four kids already. Fuyumi, maybe? She turned to the white-haired girl and raised an eyebrow. "Eh?"

"On one hand? Touya is a NEET and has more than enough time on his hands. And he helped my mother care for me when I was younger, so he'd know what he was doing." Fuyumi thought about it for a few seconds before raising her hands in front of her. "On the other hand, I like being able to swear as much as I want and own thirsty merchandise and do literally whatever I want without having to consider the developmental impact on another human being. You deciding to adopt her wouldn't be a relationship breaker or anything, but I think I want to be the cool step-mom, not the entire mom."

Hmm. Who else? Tooru was right out; the girl couldn't even take care of a plant. That left Izumi, or possibly… "Mei!" The smaller rosette blinked her yellow eyes curiously at Mina and she held Eri out toward the girl. "What about creating a whole bunch of child care babies so you can outsource the process?"

Reaching up, Mei rubbed her chin thoughtfully before reaching out to tousle Eri's hair. "I mean, she's cute. And she's old enough that she's potty trained, so I don't have to worry about that. I mean, I'm not necessarily averse… but I feel like kids are at least as complicated as dogs? They need socialization and enrichment and a bunch of things that I'm not sure I could make babies to provide. So she wouldn't be able to properly grow and develop if she's just cooped up in my workshop all day while I'm at school. So put me down as a solid maybe, but I'm pretty sure we can figure out a better option than me?"

Turning to Momo, Mina made an encouraging noise and the ravenette furrowed her brow as she reached out and hesitantly took Eri. Balancing the child on her hip, Momo looked down at her for a moment and then back up at Mina. "I do have a strong maternal instinct, yes. And I have the ability to provide for her. And I could hire a nanny to look after her while I'm at school each day." Looking around, she slumped a bit. "It's either me or the unpleasantness of the foster system, isn't it?"

Mina smiled brightly at her girlfriend. "Look on the bright side! You're now a MILF, and you didn't even have to do the hard part!"

"I do suppose you are, as they say, 'not wrong'."

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"Okay, so, obviously it's going to be ix-nay on the orny-hay until we figure out what's going on with Eri." Izumi reached up to ruffle Eri's hair playfully as the girl rode along on Momo's back. Not that she couldn't walk with the rest of them or anything, but they were still trying to put some distance between themselves and the scene of the crime and… short legs. "Now what are our plans for the afternoon?"

Moe raised her hand hesitantly. "Not to split the party or anything, but what if some of us head back to…" Pausing, she looked over at Momo. "Where do you live?"

Looking around uncertainly, it took Momo to realize she was the one being asked. "Oh! Me! I live in Anjo, in Aichi Prefecture. It's a roughly two hour drive from here. Two and a half? I freely admit, I tend to lose track of time when I'm riding in the car because I often read to pass the time."

"Okay, so, we have Enmuko as an instant way to get us from point A to point B. Or rather, from B to A; we have to get their ourselves there but we can get back fast." Moe gestured back and forth around the group for emphasis. "What if a small group of us go with Yaomomo back to Anjo and drop Eri off? I'm sure Yaomomo's parents can handle her for forty-eight hours or so. Then Enmuko can pop us back here to Musutafu, we can enjoy the rest of the weekend, and we don't have to worry about impressionable young ears while we're spending time together."

Mina found herself seriously considering the idea. She liked kids, both her siblings and in general, but… this was kinda supposed to be her girlfriend time. And yeah, having a small child around was bound to cut into that. Not to mention that they sort of had to resolve the situation by the time it was time to return to Fuyumi's house, because they couldn't just show up at the Todorokis' with a random child in tow. Was ditching the girl on Momo's parents - or presumably her house staff, given what she knew about the girl's family - really fair, though? Like, they'd just yoinked her out of the hands of abusers and promised to take care of her. Wouldn't it be unfair to turn around and throw her at some random person who wasn't them?

Not to mention that cute kids were a crowd pleaser and promised to be great for her numbers!

Hmm. She was ostensibly in charge of this whole circus of hers, although their whole fighter squadron polycule formation idea meant there were theoretically people that she could like, confer with? When it came to making important decisions? Tsuyu, Momo, and Moe for now, with one more to join them as the hoard grew? Moe had already made her opinion clear at this point. Considering it was her house, her family, et cetera and so forth? Momo probably got like, a double vote or something. "Tsuyu? Thoughts?"

"As the smug frog who already had some fun this weekend, I can take it or leave it." Tsuyu brought her finger up to the corner of her mouth, which Mina was quickly realizing was the girl's thinking pose. "I'm pleasantly surprised that Yaomomo is taking her new maternal role so well? I would have thought that you guys would have passed Eri off to me by now."

Momo shrugged. "Honestly, it hasn't really processed at this point. I'm passingly aware that I am now going to be responsible for the health and well being of another human being in a way that I never have been before, but it hasn't really sunk in yet. As for the physical aspects, I have carried backpacks heavier than Eri. She's not even twenty kilos. I could do this all day if I had to."

Okay, so Tsuyu was undecided and Moe was in favor of sending Momo and Eri back to Anjo. That meant that Momo herself was going to have to be the deciding vote, unless Mina just wanted to decide things for the group and hope for the best. "Well, I feel like you should probably get the biggest say here, Yaomomo. You'd have to be one of the people going, for obvious reasons. And it's your house, your family, and so forth and so on."

"Not necessarily, at least to the first part." Turning to Enmuko, Momo arched an eyebrow. "How would you like to relax in the back of a limousine for a few hours in exchange for the outfit of your dreams?"

Enmuko brought her hand up to her chest. "So what, you want me to ride back to your house and then summon you there so you can stay with the others all day?" She pondered that. "I mean, I'm not the most intensely social creature to be honest. If you guys want to spend the rest of the day in public doing public things, I feel like I'd be genuinely happier with the limousine ride option. Could I at least bring one person with me out of the remaining eleven of us so I'm not sitting alone on the drive?"

Mina looked around curiously. That was a better option than splitting the party completely, and if Enmuko was willing? Perhaps even eager? Then she wouldn't dismiss the option out of hand. That being said, would anybody volunteer to go with her?

Surprisingly, the answer turned out to be Fuyumi. "I like cuddling with Enmuko, we get along, and you guys would move faster without me. So if the options are 'a bunch of us go', 'two of us go', or 'hahaha, let's bring Eri back to Fuyumi's house and see what happens'? I'm going to enjoy some quality Enmuko time, if it's all the same to you."

Rock on. So it seemed like they had a plan. Turning to Momo, Mina gestured for the taller girl to turn around so that she could talk directly to Eri. "So. Your mom has a busy weekend going on. Do you think it would be fun to meet your new grandparents?"

Eri stared at her, completely unimpressed. "I can understand you, you know. You just want me gone so you can have sex."

Jaw dropping, Mina stared at the girl. "How do you know what sex is?"

"I've been living with the yakuza since I made my dad disappear." Eri leaned in, a decidedly ominous grin on her face. "I know a lot of things."

Wow. Concerning. Also wait, the yakuza were still a thing? Wait, wait, more important question. They'd beaten up a yakuza member? Mina chuckled nervously as that realization occurred to the other members of the group. "So, uh, we may have made a questionable life decision. I'm hoping that the yakuza guy will be too embarrassed at being beaten up by a bunch of teenage girls to tell anyone what happened, but if he does… yikes. I am… fairly identifiable."

Moe coughed into her hand at that. "Pink holy dragon girl. Green succubus girl. Girl with fire for hair. Fog girl. We are not exactly a subtle group. If he goes back to his friends, we are fucked."

Eri pumped her fist into the air. "Fucked!"

Mina clapped her hands over Eri's ears, paused, and then pulled her hands away. "Before I yell at Moe for being a bad influence, you probably knew that word already, didn't you?"

Nodding rapidly, Eri began ticking points off on her fingers. "I know fuck, and hell, and shit, and damn, and bitch, and-"

"My brand new adopted daughter has the mouth of a sailor." Momo let out a resigned sigh. "This is going to go over swimmingly with my parents."

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Bouncing along ahead of the group - which she could freely do because Momo was still stubbornly refusing to turn her new daughter over to anyone else - Mina leapt up onto the top of a fire hydrant, pirouetted, and then dropped back down onto the sidewalk. "That was so… exhilarating! Now I know why Yaomomo and Mei like to hit people in dark alleys! I am so pumped up right now! I'm so energized!"

Smirking faintly, Momo grabbed Mina's hands and spun around with the rosette, eliciting twin squeals from both Mina and Eri at the motion. "Taking the law into your own two hands is rather enjoyable, is it not? I highly recommend it to anyone with even a moderate level of disdain toward the failures of modern society."

Izumi cleared her throat to get their attention, her eyes darting wildly around the bustling crowd. "Maybe… maybe we don't discuss illegal acts in the middle of a crowd of people? Just maybe?"

"I agree with both of you, kero." Always the voice of reason, Tsuyu pushed her way up next to Izumi so that she could eye Momo and Mina reproachfully. "While I also enjoyed myself, what we did was legally dubious at best and so maybe we shouldn't be openly and loudly bragging about it in public. Especially since it could jeopardize our admission to our high school of choice."

Mina pouted faintly but nodded in acknowledgement of the verdette's words. She just… gahh! She'd just beaten her first criminal! And saved a little girl! She wanted to tell anyone! She wanted to tell everyone! But… Tsuyu was very much right in saying that UA would probably look poorly on what they just did. Although… "Speaking of UA, when does everyone's mail get to their house? Because they told us to expect a letter in about a week and, uh…" She pulled out her phone, checking the time. "It's mail o'clock in Makuharihongo." Granted she already knew the contents of her letter from Miruko, but it was the principle of the matter at this point. She wanted her official acceptance letter, damn it!

Given that six of them - including Mina - were waiting on a response from the school at the moment? That inspired a flurry of overlapping answers, all of which amounted to either 'earlier' or 'around now'. Cutting through the chatter, Momo gestured to a small park off to one side. "Let's get ourselves out of the traffic pattern to avoid being impolite, and then everyone can check in with their parents and see if their letter has arrived yet."

Suiting actions to words, Mina whistled and herded her group of girlfriends off the sidewalk and into the designated green space for the district. It was sorta like the other Musutafu park that she and Izumi had found in that it was just… grass and a fence, but it was better than standing in the middle of a bustling crowd. "Okay, so, here's what we're going to do. I don't want to hear a single phone on speakerphone. With six of us, that would be chaos. Everyone call home, find out the answer, and then we'll reveal them all as one. Got it?"

One by one, the other girls agreed, each spreading out a bit into the park to avoid being in the background of each other's calls. Momo took a moment to press a kiss to Mina's lips. "Here is to hoping that you're placed in class 1-A with me."

Mina cocked her head to the side. "Do you think they'd put the number one scorer on the practical exam in class 1-B? Like, legitimately asking, because I do not know how UA High actually works."

"I don't entirely know. If placement is entirely based on achievement, as one might theorize, then I rightfully should be in class 1-B." Momo gestured to herself and then off into the distance. "Fuyumi bested me at the recommended exam. So did a very boisterous individual named Yoarashi Inasa, and a lovely young woman named Tokage Setsuna. I finished fourth. Fuyumi finished second. And yet we are in class 1-A while the first and third place finishers are in 1-B together."

Huh. That was… a little weird. Like, Mina could see maybe first and third in 1-A, second and fourth in 1-B… but not the other way around. Unless, as Momo was theorizing, it wasn't achievement based. But if placement wasn't based on how well you did… then what was it based on? And which class was she going to be in? The odds of all of them being placed in the same class were slim. The odds of Izumi being placed in any class were slimmer. But like… the least they could do was put her in the class with her smartest and most studious girlfriend!

Leaning in, Mina gave Momo another quick kiss, giggled as Eri made a disgusted noise in response, and then scurried off to find a bit of privacy to make her phone call. Given that the park wasn't big, there weren't many places for her to go, but after a few seconds she found her own little spot to make her phone call from. Dialing her mother, she held her phone up to her ear and waited for someone to pick up. When she did, she decided to dispense with the pleasantries and cut straight to the chase. "Mom! My UA letter!"

"You're in 1-A!" Ashido Yuzuki let out a loud laugh as Mina let out a frustrated groan. "What? Was there ever any doubt that you were going to get in? Your quirk is awesome! So I opened it and there's some sort of… hologram? I think? You can watch that when you get home. But I read the letter that was included and already started filling out the forms that need to be returned. Although… are you sure you want your hero costume to look like that? It's kind of… loud."

How did her mother know what her… oh, right, she'd left it on the living room table so that it wouldn't disappear into the chaotic void that she called a room. Which was already starting to look noticeably less chaotic now that she had Enmuko on the job, but still. Couldn't hold it against her mother for going through something that she'd left in the common area. "Actually, I was talking with my girlfriend and she convinced me to go with the same design, just in all black. So I need to flood fill my design, print it again, and then attach it."

Yuzuki chuckled. "If you give me the lock code to your tablet, I could absolutely do that for you."

Scoffing, Mina shook her head even though she knew her mother couldn't see it. "Absolutely not. I have my messaging apps installed on both there and my phone, and you absolutely do not need to see the conversations that I'm having with my girlfriends."

"I still need to meet your girlfriends one of these days." Yuzuki paused, thinking for a moment. "Other than Enmuko, that is. You know, she seems like such a lovely young woman. What does she see in you?"

Mina rolled her eyes. "Love you too, Mom. See you when I get home on Sunday." Ending the call, Mina bounded over to Momo. "Well, I don't know about the others, but I have excellent news for you."

Arching an eyebrow, Momo gave her a bemused smile. "I assume that there will be at least one person in the class who I do not have to worry about competing with for the top ranking?" Her smile faltered. "I'm sorry, I decided to try my hand at being 'snarky'. Was that acceptable? Or was that just cruel?"

Given that Mina was stupid as hell? "Oh no, that was definitely funny."

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"Okay okay so everyone's back. On three, everybody say what class you're in. One. Two."

"1-A."

Letting out an exasperated sigh, Mina looked over at where Momo was giggling softly. "First of all, that wasn't three. Second of all, we already know what class you're in. Let us have our moment." The ravenette waved in their direction and Mina rolled her eyes before turning back to the cluster of expectant students. "Let's try this again. One. Two. Three. 1-A!"

"1-A!"

"1-A!"

"1-A!"

"1-A!"

"1-H!" Everyone looked over at Mei in surprise and she shrugged self-consciously. "Did we not know I was going for the support course? I feel like we did?"

Mina circled around so that she could throw an arm around Mei's waist. "I did. I think we all just forgot a little from the way you hit that guy with that bat. Like, you swung that thing like a pro."

Humming agreeable, Mei cocked her head to the side. "Do you think UA has sports teams? Maybe I could play softball to get some use out of the skills that I've picked up. I have superb hand-eye coordination; hitting a ball with a bat shouldn't be a problem for me."

"Ooh, good question. I'm hoping they have a dance club. I love to dance." Looking around, Mina's eyes landed on the excitedly vibrating Izumi and she rewound the conversation a bit in her head. "Wait wait wait. You're in 1-A with us? You got accepted to UA for the hero course?"

Squealing, Izumi brought her hands up in front of her as she nodded rapidly. "I have no idea how or why because Mom didn't watch the hologram that they included but… evidently? I'm in 1-A with the rest of you. I'm going to get to be a hero, guys!"

That was… so fucking cool! And Mina had sorta kinda known it? Like, she hadn't known it known it, obviously, but she'd had a strong suspicion? After all, what kind of hero school - particularly an elite hero school - would turn down someone who was as clearly and obviously heroic as Izumi? "I mean, I'm kind of sad that none of us are in 1-B because that's going to slow the growth of my hoard… but on the other hand, yay, we're all in the same class together!"

Ochako bumped her hip against Tsuyu's playfully. "I had forty-eight points and you had forty-five. I wonder if we're next to each other on the results or if someone managed to get like, forty-six or forty-seven points?"

Bringing her finger up to the corner of her mouth, Tsuyu considered that. "Don't know, kero. I am curious how the classes are assigned, though, because we may have finished near each other - possibly even back to back - but unless 1-B is all significantly lower scoring students than us, we might be near the bottom of 1-A. Mina was definitely first. One hundred and eighteen was probably impossible to beat in ten minutes."

"That's a really good question that we'll probably never know the answer to." Tooru's empty shirt shrugged and then she looked around at the others. "Personally? I don't really care. Whatever the system? Whatever the criteria? We made it. Not only are we in the hero course together, but we're all in the same class together. That's all that really matters."

Throwing one arm around Tooru and one arm around Ochako, Saiko hugged both of the girls with a vaguely excited look on her routinely impassive face. "I am quite excited for all of you. If we do intend to become a polycule-based team when we are older, the next three years will prove invaluable when it comes to learning how to operate together as the team you wish to someday be. I will be a bit behind when you graduate, but I suppose that's something that we can work on outside of school on the weekends?"

Aww yeah! Especially since they had the Enmuko Express now. Saiko would still have to get back to Oburoa afterward, but they could absolutely pull her to Musutafu on… wait, those were going to be her Yuu days. And presumably Fuyumi's Moe days. Mina furrowed her brow in thought as she considered that. Hmm. Time was about to get really complicated for her, wasn't it? And she was only on eleven out of a potential twenty-four girlfriends. Thank god they were forming a polycule instead of a harem; Mina couldn't even fathom how she would equitably split her time into eleven completely separate portions, much less twenty-four.

Moe, Yuu, and Momo converged on the group, turning them all into a giant mess of hugs. Tsuyu ended up in the middle with her head smashed between Ochako and Tooru's breasts which, if Mina was honest, she was slightly jealous of. At some point, she needed to get her face mashed between Momo's Yaoyoroppai and… maybe Mei's prodigious chest? Although Yuu and Moe were no slouches in that department either, despite Moe's comments to the contrary. Hmm. She'd figure it out at some point.

Taking Eri from Momo, Mina bounced the girl on her hip excitedly. "So. You have a new family and we're officially all going to be heroes. Well, except for Mei. But yeah. How cool is that?"

Eri considered the question for a few seconds before shrugging. "It's kinda cool? I mean, you're still fucked if Chisaki comes after you."

"First of all, can you please stop swearing?" Momo leaned over, waggling her finger at Eri. "It's incredibly inappropriate of a child your age."

Shrugging, Eri let out a put upon sigh. "Me not saying the word fuck doesn't make you any less fucked, you know."

Mina bounced Eri to get the girl's attention. "How dangerous could he possibly be? We beat the shit… err, heck-"

"Shit!"

"Of course you did. Fine. We beat the shit out of 'Chisaki' with a bunch of baseball bats." Mina looked from Eri to the others and back uncertainly. "He has some sort of… hand based quirk? As long as we don't let him touch us, we're safe enough, right?"

Eri shrugged uncertainly in response. "He can blow people up with a touch. He's blown me up a bunch of times. And then he puts me back together. It hurts really bad." Was it too late to go back and hit him a bunch more times? Not to mention that they'd made a good call by breaking his hands to be vindictive. The less he could touch people, most definitely the better. "But he can also, um, shape stuff? Like he can touch the ground and make spikes. So he doesn't need to touch you to hurt you. He under… uh, under…"

Exchanging a look with Mina, Momo cautiously encouraged the girl. "Are you thinking that he underestimated us?"

Eri nodded rapidly. "Yeah! That! He wasn't trying. He didn't take you seriously. He ran into another gang one time while we were out. He stabbed them all with spikes and then exploded them while they were stuck on the spikes."

First of all, Chisaki could do that? That was… terrifying. How were they supposed to fight someone who could reshape the terrain of a battlefield that way? Also… he had done that in front of an impressionable young child? Poor Eri! Nobody deserved to see something like that, much less a child. "Well, I guess that gives us a reason to work extra hard when we get to UA! So we can grow into big, strong heroes and protect you!"

"I still think you're fucked."

"We're not letting her near my siblings, kero."

…yeah, Mina could agree with Tsuyu on that one.

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"Hey, uh, while we wait for the car to get to Anjo and then the obligatory teleporting back and forth… does anyone mind if we go shopping?" Izumi unzipped her hoody to display an overly tight t-shirt. "My wardrobe has still not caught up with my… succufication? Succubication? Whatever the word for being turned into a succubus is."

Mina pondered that even as she whipped out her phone and looked for the nearest mall. Sure, she could have asked Izumi - who, you know, lived here and all - but she wanted to contribute meaningfully to the conversation. "That seems like a great idea! And…" Trailing off, she peered over at Izumi suspiciously. "Wait, you have wings. How are you wearing a t-shirt and a hoody?"

Turning to present her back to Mina, Izumi peered back over her shoulder. "Oh, it's actually super neat. My wings can…" Rather than explain, she furrowed her brow in concentration and Mina watched in disbelief as the verdette's green wings shrank down to be roughly the size of a human hand. "So I can just make tiny little slits in stuff, wiggle them through, and then grow them back to full size. Or just shrink them and keep them under my clothes if I really want to."

"Mou! Hax! I call hax!" Bounding forward, Mina reached out and tugged at one of Izumi's miniature wings before letting out a whine. "That's so not fair! I have to buy all backless everything to fit my wings!"

Wiggling out of Mina's grip, Izumi turned to face the rosette. "I mean, do you?" At Mina's confused look, Izumi gestured to the girl's large, feathery, numerous wings. "Have you ever just… tried having less wing?"

Mina blinked. "I mean, I'm a mutant. I don't think it works that way?" Frowning, she glanced back over her shoulder. Did it work that way? Mutants were just… mutated, right? You couldn't make yourself more or less mutated; that would make you a transformation type with vestigial mutations. Although… it had been years since she had her quirk evaluated. Exactly where in the typing system did she fall?

While yes, she was clearly mutated, was she actually a heteromorphic type? Because she could breathe her holy fire. That was pretty much an emitter quirk, wasn't it? Could mutants emit? Or was she an emitter with vestigial mutations? Although if she could in fact change her body the way Izumi was suggesting, that would complicate things further because… emitter-transformation-heteromorph type quirk?

…did she somehow have two quirks? Did she had a holy fire quirk and a dragon quirk and nobody questioned it because it went so well together? Was she both an emitter and something else simultaneously? Wasn't that impossible? Nobody had two quirks, right? Except for Izumi, whose quirk was completely bizarre and the verdette knew more about it than she was telling people, but that wasn't a mystery that Mina felt like unpacking today, or for that matter at any point in the near future.

When staring at her wings for several long seconds did not yield results, Mina ultimately shrugged it off. "I actually have super nice back muscles so I guess I don't mind just letting it all hang out. But oh! Shopping! I love shopping! I am completely down with shopping! Let's go to the mall, guys!"

Momo frowned as she glanced back over her own shoulder, at where Eri was amusing herself playing on the ravenette's phone. Thank God they had Momo to hire a nanny for the girl, or else she would probably have ended up as an iPad kid. Which… Mina had grown up with an iPad in her hands and she'd turned out alright. Ish. So… what was the worst that could have happened? "Can we perhaps stop somewhere so I can create new clothing for Eri? I feel that her current attire is… a bit suspicious."

"Uh… yeah, raggedy shit when we're all dressed pretty cutely is going to be a huge red flag for anyone who looks at us. Especially mall security." Not to mention that like… was that a hospital gown? Douchebag yakuza guy was just letting her run around in a dirty tattered hospital gown? What a piece of shit. Like, how had he gotten all the way to the outdoor market without some sort of law enforcement personnel noticing the clearly abused girl and stopping him? "Hey Eri. Do you mind if I use my quirk on you too? It's a healing quirk. I'm not sure what's under those bandages, but I'm pretty sure I can fix any ouchies that you have."

Eri looked up from Momo's phone and eyed the rosette critically. "You mean injuries."

Sighing, Mina rolled her eyes. "Yes, I forget, you're the scarily smart.. wait, how old are you?"

Eri shrugged. "Are we counting from when I was born until now or from the last time I got exploded until now?"

"For fuck's sake." Was this what motherhood was going to be like for the next decade or so? Because Mina was already having second thoughts and it'd been less than an hour at this point. "If we had to plan a birthday party for you, when would it be and how many candles would we need for your cake?"

The phone tumbled from Eri's grip as she held up both hands, Saiko's hand darting out to catch it as Eri raised seven fingers. "I'm going to be seven on December 21st."

Oh, good. That gave them nine months to figure out how to plan a birthday for the scary child who liked to swear. Good to know. Izumi reached up to ruffle the girl's hair playfully. "And as long as we're talking about you… what's your quirk? You have that really adorable horn, but I'm sure that's not the only thing special about you."

"My quirk is called Rewind. Basically I, uh, touch stuff and can rewind it?" Eri scrunched up her face for a few seconds before shrugging. "I don't know how it works. I did make my dad disappear, though. That's why my mom gave me to the yakuza."

Mei cocked her head to the side. "So, what I'm hearing is that I get to build a super cute containment suit baby to keep you from making us disappear? Rock on. So far this motherhood thing doesn't seem half bad. I get to make baby babies."

So. They had a kid. She swore. Her quirk was evidently lethal in its present state. But Mei got to invent stuff. So at least one of them was having a good time. Shaking her head, Mina breathed a tiny tongue of golden flame at the girl, making her giggle softly as it washed over her face. "Getting back to fixing you up so we can take you places, that's what my quirk feels like. Can I do that to the rest of you to heal any, ahem, injuries that you have?"

"Okay. I have a question, though." That creepy grin spread over Eri's face as she leaned in toward Mina. "What if we go back and you do that to Chisaki and then beat him some more?"

Jesus Christ.

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Once they had Eri healed up - Mina hadn't seen what was under the bandages, but the girl was definitely moving easier now - and suitably redressed in a cute black dress that matched Mina's outfit for the day, the hoard descended on the AEON Mall in Musutafu. "Okay, so, first order of business. As much as I like them, Izumi needs some shirts that she isn't about to burst out of."

Mei's yellow eyes roamed over Izumi as she smiled widely. "I legitimately love that Yaomomo made her new clothes and deliberately them the same too small size as her other stuff."

Reaching over, Mina high fived Mei. That was so based of Momo.

Bringing her hands up to her chest, Izumi blushed a darker shade of green at her words. "I need things at least a little bigger? I mean, I realize that I'm somewhere between Mina and Momo-slash-Mei at the moment and I'm going to have cleavage in anything short of a turtleneck, but… I wouldn't mind being a tiny bit more conservative? Like… you can see my bra through this shirt. Also? Need new bras."

That was probably two different stores unless they bought some fairly cheap and basic things at a department store, and Mina found herself debating which one she wanted to tackle first. Take off the shirt to try on new bras? Or put on a new shirt and then take it off to try on new bras? Neither one was really a better solution than the other, was it? Mina found herself looking around uncertainly. "Does anyone else have any shopping they need to do, or are we literally all just here for Izumi at this point?"

Personally, she would have liked to drop a bit of her hard earned feet money expanding Enmuko's wardrobe but… pausing, something occurred to her. They could have sent someone else - or two someone elses - in the car and then had Enmuko jump to them, anchor herself, and then pull Momo to Anjo. Heck. She really needed to get a better handle for her partners' quirks, didn't she? Especially if she was going to casually flout quirk usage restrictions to use one of them as her personal teleportation system?

Raising her hand, Tsuyu looked around uncertainly. "I kind of want to look for some nice skirts? Longer skirts? You guys seem to enjoy rubbing up against me a lot. Not that I'm complaining, kero, but…" The verdette gestured down at her crotch. "Pants suck."

"Wouldn't you just…" Bringing her up under the stomach of her shirt, Mina extended a finger outward to demonstrate her thoughts, forming a visible tent. "Not arguing, just… curious?"

Tsuyu shrugged. "I didn't say I was trying to hide anything. I just don't want to feel like I'm dying next time Yaomomo decides to mash her breasts into my face." She gestured down at herself again. "Skinny jeans. I am not, uh, skinny."

No she was not. Mina eyed the girl's very obvious bulge for a few seconds before reaching up to slap her cheeks. She could perv on Tsuyu as much as she wanted in the privacy of Fuyumi's home when they got home. "So either boyfriend cut jeans or some skirts - or possibly both - for Tsuyu, some shirts and bras for Izumi, and… hey Saiko, sweetie, you wanna get me another pearl necklace?"

Reaching over, Eri bopped Mina on the top of her head with her fist. "I don't understand what that means but I know that tone. No having the sex at the mall. Especially with me here. You guys are fucking gross."

Okay but like, what was wrong with sneaking off with Saiko while Eri was somewhere literally completely different in Momo's care? Pouting at the looks she was receiving, Mina raised her hands in surrender. "Okay but like, literal offer too? I like the costume jewelry she bought me on our first date. I would make it a staple of my wardrobe if I had more than one pearl necklace to wear. And evidently it goes with my heroic persona?"

"Feeling kinda cockblocked by the kid at the moment, kero, because I was completely ready to follow up with a 'several strands of pearls' comment." Tsuyu let out a croak of laughter as the disgusted looks turned her way before waving away the scrutiny. "Ochako, can I say what's on my mind?"

Ochako arched an eyebrow at the smaller girl. "Is it horny?" When Tsuyu shook her head in the negative, the brunette thought for a moment before gesturing for her to proceed. "I guess I'll allow it then."

Reaching out, Tsuyu took one of Ochako's hands in her own. "You're very poor. And I get that you're stubborn about gifts. But I'm not Yaomomo or even Fuyumi, but I want to buy you something nice. Frogs are territorial."

"So you want to buy me something nice… to satisfy your own frog urges, basically?" After considering that for a moment, Ochako narrowed her eyes. "Is it going to cover more of my ass than this outfit that Yaomomo made me?"

Tsuyu blinked slowly. "I was thinking of buying you a necklace or something… but now I kinda want to buy you some shorts too." At Ochako's exasperated look, she shrugged. "You like to sit in my lap. They'd be a gift that keeps on giving, kero."

Sighing despondently, Ochako looked around hopefully. "Is there anyone in this polycule who isn't obsessed with my ass?"

Yuu raised her hand slowly. "I mean, just because I let Yaomomo suck on my breasts this morning-"

"I am too young to be hearing this!"

"-doesn't mean that I've changed my stance on being the designated metamour." Yuu offered Ochako a thumbs up and a bright smile. "Your ass is safe from me."

Moe let out a snort. "Remind me to laze around in bed tomorrow morning if that's the kind of shit I miss when I get up early to work out."

Blushing, Yuu swatted Moe's shoulder. "What if I get up early tomorrow and we work out together?" Pausing, she clarified her question. "Not like, as a romantic thing or anything. Just as fellow heroes who need to work out. Working out. Together."

Wait. Was Yuu a tsundere? Is that what this whole thing was?

As Yuu and Moe leaned in, lowering their voices as they discussed the prospect, Tooru invaded Momo's personal space. "Hey, can I carry Eri for a while? I've always wanted to try babysitting but nobody that I know is willing to trust me with their kid."

Peering over at her, Eri clapped her hands excitedly. "Wait, how long have you been here? How come I haven't seen you yet?"

"I mean, not seeing me is sort of my entire schtick?" Tooru posed with her arms up in their air in front of Eri. "I am… Hagakure Tooru! Your new invisible mom!"

Hey, that was a good question. Momo was obviously going to be like, the momest mom out of them. Eri was going to be living with her for the foreseeable future. Fuyumi had made a comment about being a step-mom. But what did that make the rest of them? Was Mina also a mom now by dint of her relationship with Momo? Were they like, one mom and eleven step-moms? How did parenting work in a polyamorous situation?

Eri leaned over, flailing a bit before managing to grab Tooru's right hand. "I like you. You seem cool. And fun. And not gross, like Pink Mom and Frog Mom."

Oh. So they were all going to be moms? Huh. The small child had spoken, so that evidently settled that situation.

Leaning in, Tooru giggled. "Joke's on you! I can be even grosser than Pink Mom!"

Eri frowned, pulling her hand out of Tooru's and bopping the girl on the top of her head on her third try. "I don't like you anymore. Is there anyone here other than Mom Mom who isn't gross?"

After exchanging looks, Izumi raised her hand. "My quirk is powered by kisses, but I try my hardest not to be gross? Or at least, I'll try not to be gross when you're around?"

"Hmm." Eri stared at Izumi for a few seconds before nodding decisively. "Okay. Mom Mom and Green Mom are allowed to carry me. The rest of you, I don't know where you've been."

Pfft. Like Mina even wanted to carry around the small judgmental human.

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It took them a bit, but eventually most of their needs were sorted out. Izumi got herself some new bras - generally functional, although Mina had noticed Momo buying two or three decidedly sexier bras in the girl's size - and some new shirts, all of which were plain with the intent of employing her trusty Cricut when she got home. Saiko did in fact buy Mina a new pearl necklace, this one two decently long strands of pearls that hung down to her breasts. Tsuyu got herself a couple of ankle length skirts and a nice frog charm bracelet for Ochako. Tooru picked up a new headband from the same store with a unicorn horn on it, supposedly in honor of Eri.

Eri, on the other hand, now had a plethora of new possessions. And a helping of mochi, thanks to Ochako. But each of the hoardizens was carrying at least one bag of purchases that belonged to their new shared daughter. Mina was smug to note that the girl's favorite possession seemed to be the coffin shaped bag that was almost as big as her torso, which the rosette had bought for her. How they were going to get it all home to Anjo, Mina had no idea… but that was going to be Momo and Enmuko's problem, not hers.

Speaking of Enmuko… Mina looked down at her phone as it vibrated with a familiar pattern and then whistled to get everyone's attention. "We need to go find a dead end or something." The group looked around furtively before heading off down one of the side corridors to where there was a dark storefront that was currently unoccupied. Pulling out her phone, the rosette nodded in satisfaction. "Okay, they're in Anjo and Mister Fujiwara explained the basics of things to the Yaoyorozus. They… do not seem thrilled and want to speak to Yaomomo immediately."

Letting out a put upon sigh, Momo smiled tolerantly. "I can only imagine their thoughts at having two completely random girls show up at their house in the family car. Everyone, bags?" Holding her arms out from her sides, Momo let the others loop the bags full of Eri's new belongings over her limbs. "Hmm. A witty quip seems appropriate here. Perhaps… beam me up, Scotty?"

Mina let out a giggle at that before jerking her head around to where Izumi was holding Eri. "Wait. Um. Do we not want to send the new daughter home with you? I feel like that's an important part of you talking to your family about your new daughter."

"I'm not much of a shopping person. I'm feeling fairly shopped out already. Also, Eri thinks the rest of you are gross and Momo's got her hands full." Moving to stand next to the ravenette, Izumi bounced lightly on her toes. "So, uh, three to beam up?"

Tapping a response into her phone, Mina watched curiously as fog swirled around the two girls and… hey, Eri didn't drop to the ground, so evidently Enmuko could transport people who were touching her girlfriends? Good to know. Not that they were going to abuse her quirk to transport large numbers of people or anything, but it could be super handy in a pinch.

"So, kero, now what?" Tsuyu looked around curiously at their slowly shrinking group. Already they were down four of the twelve girls, although her seeming favorites were still among the remaining hoardizens. "Anyone want to go see a movie? Almost every AEON Mall has a movie theater, and matinees are generally pretty… dark, private, and quiet."

Ooh. Movie theater shenanigans. Mina was theoretically down for that. Unless there was actually something she wanted to watch? Hmm. Either way, a good time. When nobody seemed to object, Mina reached out and took Yuu's hand. "Let's go see what they're showing?"

The answer turned out to be literally all hero films, as was to be expected in their modern society. There was a heroic rom com, a movie about a hero dealing with zombies, the latest All Might flick, and… two classics? "Huh. I've always wanted to see a Marvel movie in a theater." Mina looked over at Mei curiously and the rosette shrugged defensively. "What? They're good movies, or at least the first sixty-something are. They started going downhill when they started trying to integrate actual heroes as thinly veiled analogs of themselves."

Saiko hummed agreeably, looping her arm around Mei's shoulders. "Mei also has a tendency to zoom in on things when she focuses and so she does better with projected images than pixel-based screens. Also, I have something approaching an eidetic memory, so most forms of media have a limited replay value for me. Accordingly, I tend to get bored and… distracting."

The periwinkle-haired girl winked at Mina for emphasis, and she giggled as she realized what the girl meant. "So for poor Mei's sake, you are going to be placed on the complete opposite end of whatever row we end up in. Anyone want to volunteer to sit next to the probably handsy girlfriend?"

"I mean, no offense to any of your enthusiasm, but she probably gives the best handjobs." Tsuyu brought her finger up to the corner of her mouth for a moment before shrugging. "Just a hunch."

Oh, so their trip to the theater was going to be exactly like that then. And here she was, wearing something that wasn't easy access in the slightest. Mou! No fair! The group made their way over to the ticket counter and dutifully bought eight matinee tickets for Ant-Man, which Yuu in particular seemed really excited about for… completely obvious reasons. Upon finding their seats, Mina found herself tucked between Tooru and Yuu on one end of the row, away from the horny delegation. Which… slightly sucked, because she couldn't even live vicariously through voyeurism?

"Stark!"

"He doesn't seem happy."

As the film opened on Hank Pym storming in to a meeting between Peggy Carter, Howard Stark, and… Mina had seen the film a few times and still wasn't sure who the third guy was. Some douchebag, though. But as the film opened, Mei leaned in from Yuu's right and nudged the girl gently. "Any chance you'll let me go Hank Pym on you?" At the blonde's curious look, Mei elaborated. "Wait for it. Wait for it."

"Hello, Hank. You're supposed to be in Moscow."

"I took a detour…" On screen, Hank slammed down a vial of red liquid and Mei bounced excitedly. "Through your defense lab."

"That! Think about it. Your quirk factor can make you grow and shrink." Mei leaned in toward Yuu, grinning excitedly. "Imagine if I could synthesize your quirk factor from a sample and replicate it. What if I only introduce a little into your body? Partial growth. What if I introduce the shrinking aspect into your regular sized body? Ant-Yuu. The possibilities aren't literally endless, but they're all amazing!"

Before Yuu could respond - presumably in favor, because the blonde looked incredibly excited by the prospect - Tooru shushed the pair. "Oh my god, Mei, do you talk through every movie? Last night wasn't a big deal because we were in Fuyumi's living room, but this is a theater. Be polite."

Actually… Mina kinda agreed? She loved superhero movies and since she didn't have a horny alternative to distract herself with through this one, she kinda sorta wanted to watch it? She hadn't seen Ant-Man in years. On top of the fact that… "I agree with Tooru. It's rude. Not to mention that react fics are lazy, reductive, and I'm pretty sure they're technically plagiarism."

Tooru sighed noisily.

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Exactly one hour and fifty-eight minutes later - because her mother hadn't raised someone who skipped the post-credits scenes - Mina led the rest of her group out of the theater and stretched languidly. "So. We shopped. We movied. We beat up a yakuza and adopted a small girl. Today was a good day. Now what?"

Tooru wrapped herself around Mina's right side, leaning her head on her shoulder. "Question. How do we go 'home' - or rather, what counts as home for our weekend adventure - if Fuyumi is in Anjo with Yaomomo, Enmuko, and Izumi? We can't just… show up at the Todoroki estate without her, can we?"

Oh shoot. That was a really good, really pertinent question. Why had they let Fuyumi go off on an Anjo adventure when she was the one with the house keys? Mina let out a long sigh. "Okay, so, I think we're going to hang out at the mall for a bit longer and maybe then see if Enmuko will toss us Fuyumi at a minimum?"

Saiko nodded in agreement. "I've met the Yaoyorozus. They're eminently reasonable people. That being said, their willingness to accept Yaomomo's… unconventional lifestyle… may reach an end if she attempts to leave a small child with them and go back to her date. So I feel as if it would be prudent to write off her - and possibly Izumi - for the foreseeable future. The rest of the evening, possibly tomorrow as well."

That seemed reasonable, yeah. Mina furrowed her brow and then gestured back and forth between herself and Saiko. "Do you want to join her? I mean, we're all your girlfriends at this point, but you and Yaomomo are like… a subunit of us? Uh, Mei, question extends to you as well. Do one or both of you want to head out to Anjo to join the others?"

"Nah, I'm good. The Yaoyorozus haven't been fond of me since that time I upgraded the Yaoyorobile with afterburners." At Mina's confused look, Mei shrugged sheepishly and elaborated. "Their house makes the Todorokis' look like an apartment. Large plot of land, outbuildings, the works. Yaomomo has a cute little golf cart that she uses to wander the estate. I gave it some teeth."

Huh. Mei was probably going to be a fun girlfriend to have in the polycule once they were old enough to drive. Mina pictured herself on some sort of souped up pink and black motorcycle. That would be… kinda cool, yeah. "Okay. So since Saiko isn't volunteering either, I guess we're just us for the rest of the-"

Mina found herself interrupted as someone tapped her on the shoulder. Turning around, she found herself staring at a face that she genuinely hadn't expected to ever see again. Had hoped to, but hadn't expected to. "Sorry, this is probably super weird, but did you have a homoerotic encounter on the train last weekend with a girl who looks more than a little like me?"

Raising an eyebrow, Mina gestured back and forth between herself and the violette standing in front of her. "Um, I feel like you should know the answer to that considering you were there?"

"I was not there." Wait, what? Purple hair. Cute girl. Earjacks. It all checked out. It was definitely the girl from last weekend. Right? Grinning impishly, the girl gestured to herself. "My sister hasn't been able to stop obsessing over you since she met you. She thought she was going to do that cool aloof thing of not telling you her name, and then got home and was like… oh my god, what have I done? She's been obsessively trying to find you on like, every form of social media that she can think of."

Okay, so, hold up. Mina raised her hands in the space between them. "So wait. Just so we're clear. You are not the girl from the train. You are the sister of the girl from the train?" The girl nodded. "Twins?"

The girl nodded. "With cute matching names, even." She gestured to herself. "I'm Jirou Mitoku. Pleased to meet you. My sister is Jirou Kyouka. Our parents are Mika and Kyoutoku. So, like I said, cute matching names."

Oh! They'd mixed the kanji presumably. That was in fact cute in Mina's book. Reaching out, Mina grabbed the girl's hand and shook it. "I'm Toyotama! The Dragon of Chiba!" Her partners all groaned in exasperation and she stamped her foot in annoyance. "Why can't you people let me have that even just once? Fine. I'm Ashido Mina. Pleased to meet you."

"The pleasure is genuinely one hundred percent mine." Grabbing Mina's hand before she could pull away, Mitoku spun herself around to wrap Mina's arm around her waist, pressing her back into the girl's chest. Before the rosette could question her, Mitoku pulled her phone out of her pocket and held it up in front of them. "Sorry, sorry, just let me…" She snapped a selfie of the two of them, and then looked back at Mina with a mischievous grin on her face. "I cannot wait to rub this in Kyouka's face when I get home. Especially since I asked her to come with me and she said no."

Giggling, Mina gestured for Mitoku to raise her phone again and leaned in, pressing a kiss to the girl's cheek. "Mwah! Now you can make her super jealous."

Mitoku took a photo of them before turning and pressing her lips to Mina's for the split second it took for her to snap one more photo. Pulling back, she winked playfully. "Now she's going to be super duper jealous. I would have asked but, well, you had a homoerotic encounter with Kyouka on the train. I felt safe assuming you'd be down for it. Question. Wait. Two questions. Are you seeing anyone? And how do you feel about dating twins?"

"Um, well, I'm attempting to assemble a dragon's hoard of the twenty-four cutest girls I can find. So yes I'm seeing several someones, but I'm open to seeing additional someones?" Waiting until Mitoku had tucked her phone away again, Mina grabbed the shorter girl by both hands and bounced on her toes excitedly. "Do people actually date twins? Is that something that actually happens? Like, I feel like 'hey, twins, you wanna?' is the setup for a very rare porn and that's about it."

Mitoku shrugged uncaringly. "I mean, given some of what Kyouka and I get up to together, I feel like putting another girl - or more - in the middle would actually be less weird?" She thought about that for a bit before shrugging again and looking around. "It's okay if the answer is no. I'll just have to decide whether I want to date you or leave you for Kyouka to… probably strike out with. Kyouka's terrible with women. Are these all your girlfriends? Because I am down for literally all of this. You're all so pretty. I love it."

Despite ostensibly being the leader, Mina didn't want to be a dictator and so she looked around curiously. Surprisingly, it was Mei who stepped forward to join the conversation. "Wait. I remember you. From the entrance exam. You're the girl with the baby programming quirk."

One of Mitoku's earjacks rose into the air between herself and Mei. "Yeah, I can do frequency shift keying with my quirk. So anything that has a three point five millimeter jack, I can basically… program with my brain?"

"So wait. You're telling me that as long as I make my babies with three point five millimeters jacks - which is positively archaic, but whatever - you can just… plug in and program them for me?"

"Mmhmm."

"Mine!" Darting forward, Mei wrapped her arms around Mitoku possessively and shot a narrow eyed look back over her shoulder at the others. "This is going to be my girlfriend and you can't stop me."

Mina raised her hands in surrender as she giggled excitedly. She loved it when her hoardizens made new connections. Not only did she get new girlfriends out of the deal, but it made her feel less like a shitty protagonist in a puerile male power fantasy harem story. They'd definitely need to figure out the 'twins?' thing at some point, but that could wait. "So what I'm hearing is that we want to invite Mitoku to hang out with us for a bit? If she's okay with that?"

Darting a glance down at Mei's chest, Mitoku smiled widely. "It would be my absolute pleasure."

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"So, Mitoku, tell me more about you. Tell me everything about you. Tell me enough that my intelligence quirk girlfriend can form conclusions about you."

Mitoku raised an eyebrow at that. "Your what can do what now?"

Raising her hand, Saiko let out a soft chuckle. "That would be me. My quirk enhances my intelligence and accordingly I am positioned as the polycule strategist and planner. I believe Mina is referencing the fact that I found it hard to initially agree to joining her 'hoard' because of a paucity of information about her. Ergo, the more I know about you, the more comfortable I will feel around you. Which I dare say is true about any two people, but is especially true when it comes to me."

After considering that for a few seconds, Mitoku nodded slowly. "Makes sense. Everyone has their own love languages. Yours is just… knowledge. You want to know your partners inside and out. I can get behind that." The violette gestured to Mei with a grin. "Well, as you can tell, I'm in the support course. Mei, what class are you in? Did you read your letter yet?"

"1-H! Which, if you're in the support engineer track, then you should be with me." Turning to the others, Mei decided to share for the sake of the uninformed among them. Which was to say, everyone but her. "They split us up based on our focuses, which is less important in first year but becomes more significant over time. The F classes are just a dumping ground of miscellaneous support types. Healers, analysts, support heroes like Power Loader, just… whatever. Then the G classes are the costume design track, while the Hs are support gear. So if Mitoku is like me? She should be in 1-H."

Grinning, Mitoku squeezed Mei's arm. "I absolutely am. We are going to be classmates. So yes, we can collaborate on designs constantly. Maybe if we're polite, they'll let us sit next to each other." Turning back to Mina, she gestured up and down at the girl. "Considering how you introduced yourself, I'm assuming hero course?"

Mina offered a peace sign in response. "Top scorer in the practical exam. Absolutely going to be a hero when I grow up. I'm not alone, though. Ochako, Tsuyu, and Tooru are going to be in 1-A with me." Each girl raised her hand for ease of identification as Mina listed them off. "Oh, and we're missing Izumi, who's also in 1-A. And Fuyumi and Yaomomo, who are not only in 1-A, they're the recommended students for 1-A."

"Oh wow. So not only do we have a whole hero polycule thing going here, but it's an accomplished hero polycule. Nice." Mitoku raised the arm that Mei wasn't grabbing, gesturing off into the distance. "Kyouka got into 1-A too. So she'll be in your class with you."

Mina's eyes widened. "Wait. There are girls in 1-A and I'm not dating them yet? I need to fix that!" Mitoku giggled at her declaration and Mina felt like it was a good time to address the elephant quirk in the room. "So. Dating twins. You put that out there on the table. So you're telling me that I could kiss you…"

"Uh huh."

"…and then your sister…"

"Yep."

"…and then you again…"

"Mmhmm."

"…and then your sister again for good measure…"

"Yes."

"…and the two of you would both be absolutely okay with that?"

Grinning widely, Mitoku shrugged. "Pretty much. I mean, if you want, I could kiss Kyouka too. If that would help things any for you."

Furrowing her brow, Mina cocked her head to the side. "I'm just a super cute dragon trying to make my way through life getting kissed as much as possible. How would that help things?"

Tsuyu reached up to rub the back of her hand against her nose. "I feel like that would help things, kero. I absolutely think you should kiss your sister in front of us."

Looking over at the verdette, Mina considered that for a moment. Tsuyu seemed inordinately interested in that prospect and the rosette… didn't really understand why? Two girls kissing was hot, yes. Granted she would personally rather have two girls kissing her… but if she couldn't? She supposed the two of them kissing would also be hot. Would Kyouka and Mitoku kissing be measurably hotter than when any other two girls in the hoard kissed in front of her? Time would tell.

"What else can I tell you about me? Hmm. My favorite color is black. Do we have a black-haired girl in the group?" Mina nodded and Mitoku winked. "Exciting. I like eating out-"

"You've come to the right place." Ochako blushed faintly as everyone looked over at her. "I used to be innocent before I met you guys. What happened?"

Mitoku let out a peal of laughter at that. "I meant as in going to restaurants instead of cooking at home but, uh, good to know. I was actually bouncing off the food court when I ran into you guys; I sorta drifted through but nothing was really calling my name. Could I maybe break one or two of you off and go get some dinner?"

Yeah, trying to fit nine of them into most restaurants was a non-starter. Unless they went somewhere fast food-ish? But no, given they all were congregating in the same place tonight, breaking up into something a bit more manageable than a clump of nine for an hour or two didn't sound terrible. "Who wants to go where? I assume Yuu is coming with me and Mei is going with Mitoku. Anyone else feeling a certain sort of way about their dining companions?"

Saiko raised a hand. "I would prefer to mix things up a bit, if Mei doesn't mind. Possibly Moe and… hmm. Tooru?"

"I'm down for literally whatever." Looping an arm through Moe's, Tooru looked over at the fiery-haired girl. "Me, you, Saiko? Sound good?"

Moe let out a snort. "Depends. Saiko, did you wash your hands after we got out of the movie? I saw what you were doing." The periwinkle-haired girl blushed faintly, and Moe turned up her nose. "God, at least carry a bottle of hand sanitizer in your bag if that's your idea of fun."

While Mina wasn't really a slut shaming type of person - she was more apt to shame someone for not being slutty enough, to be honest - she was also a firm believer in hygiene and so she could empathize with Moe's position. Hmm. So. Did she want to go with Mei and Mitoku? Wait. That'd be four and only two people left over. So either she took Ochako, she took Tsuyu, or those two went off on their own while she went off with Mei and Mitoku? She raised an eyebrow at her froggy girlfriend and Tsuyu croaked softly. "I don't want to scare the new girl off. I'll come with you and Yuu… heh, homophones. But yeah. I'll come with the two of… kero, that's still homophones. You know what I mean, though."

Ochako nodded agreeably. "I'm down to eat with Mitoku and Mei. Maybe between the two of them, they can finally fix the McFlurry machine?"

Opening her mouth, Mina prepared herself to launch into a lecture on why MOS Burger was the superior fast food burger option… before deciding that if they wanted to eat Big Macs for dinner without her, that was absolutely none of her business. "Well, uh, everyone have fun and don't do anything that I wouldn't do?"

"You sucked Saiko's dick in a mall bathroom, Mina."

"I said what I said, Tooru!"

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"I'm not going to lie, the new girl is cute. And there's two of her? It's enough to give even me ideas."

Mina shot a bemused look over at Yuu before nodding agreeably. "They're not completely identical. Kyouka has short hair. They're like… Part One Hinata and Part Two Hinata? Hmm. I wonder if I can get one of them to wear the headband. That would be kinda cute."

Her tongue darting out, Tsuyu snagged another fry off of her tray and yanked it into her mouth. Chewing and swallowing, she hummed thoughtfully. "Why not try and get her into the entire Hinata cosplay? Either of them, I mean, although I feel like if Mitoku is a nerd, you might have a better chance with her."

Huh. That was a fun idea. "I've never really considered cosplaying on account of…" Mina gestured down at herself with a rueful smile. Between the skin color and the wings, she was… not really set up to do cosplay. While a passing fair portion of the community was inclusive and body positive, there was 'dark skinned girl cosplaying a white character', 'fat girl cosplaying a skinnier character', and 'pink girl with wings trying to cosplay any character'. Who could she reasonably cosplay? Even if she strapped her wings down, there was only so much that concealer or body paint could conceal. Like… the Dragon Ball franchise had a bunch of pink people, albeit mostly villains. Crazy Diamond from JoJo's? "If I talked Mitoku into cosplay Hinata, who would you cosplay with her?"

"Tsunade." Yuu grinned and gestured down at her breasts. "Obvious reasons."

Mina was completely in favor of a further explanation of those reasons, but sadly one didn't seem to be forthcoming in the dining room of a fast food restaurant. After taking a few extra seconds to unashamedly admire her girlfriend's breasts, Mina turned to Tsuyu. "What about you?"

Tapping a fry against her lower lip, Tsuyu considered the question. "That's a tough one, kero. Mostly because I'm not much of a Naruto fan. I know Hinata because, well, waifu. I feel like every Japanese eGirl dresses up as her at some point, and I follow a whole bunch of eGirls on social media. Yuu? Do you have any suggestions?"

"Jiraiya." Yuu pulled out her phone and tapped at it for a few seconds before turning it and handing it to Tsuyu. "He communes with the toads of Myoubokuzan and learns their ways, making him a fantastically powerful and gifted sannin."

Tsuyu's eyebrow inched upward as she read the screen. "The Wiki says he is, and I quote, a 'pervert of stupendous ninja skill'. Relatable, I guess." She scrolled down a bit further and let out a soft snort. "He used his skills to peep on Tsunade? Are you trying to tell me something?"

Blushing, Yuu reached across the table to swat Tsuyu's arm playfully. "I've already caught you staring at my ass several times today. Do I really need to 'tell you something' at this point?"

Chuckling softly, Tsuyu tapped something else into Yuu's phone and then let out a soft croak. "There's some genderbend cosplays out there already that aren't awful looking. I might be down for this."

"Oh! You know who I should ask! Himiko!" At her companions' confused looks, Mina pulled out her phone. "It's a girl that Fuyumi simps. The other girl? I'm not sure if it's just the two of us or if she simps other girls? I should probably look into that." Opening Instagram, she pulled up the girl's profile, tapped the sharing link, and used NFC to send it to the other two. "We're actually meeting her tomorrow. Photo shoot."

Tsuyu let out a low whistle. "Whatever the heck you call when Naruto wanders around as a girl covered in clouds. That cosplay staple. She should absolutely do that."

Chuckling, Yuu looked up from her phone and nodded. "I could absolutely see her doing Sexy Jutsu Naruto. I'm… hang on." She scrolled down a bit and then shook her head. "Yeah, I'm genuinely surprised that she hasn't done it already. It seems like an obvious one for her?"

"Yeah, I'm not entirely sure what her story is because if you look, there's cute, thirst, and then witch and military looks? Like, she is… all the fuck over the place." Mina considered it for a moment before shrugging. "I can ask her tomorrow if I'm feeling brave. Not that it really matters. She's pretty in anything she wears."

As if summoned by her thoughts, Mina's phone began to chime and she looked down to find an incoming video call. Raising an eyebrow, the rosette looked around before deciding it wouldn't be hideously rude to take the call. The MOS Burger was almost empty, and Tsuyu and Yuu definitely wouldn't mind her talking to a potential partner. Leaning over, she threw her right side wings around Yuu before accepting the call. "Himiko! Hi! What's up?"

Waving excitedly, Himiko leaned in toward the camera. "Oh! Hi! Mount Lady, right? I saw you on Mina's social media. She wasn't dating you until after we agreed to meet up, but I'm not mad. The more the merrier. So… nice to meet you! Is anyone else there?"

Mina made a beckoning gesture and Tsuyu circled around the table, climbing onto Mina's lap so that she could get into the camera's view. "Right now, we're broken up into small groups. It's just me and Yuu and Tsuyu at the moment. Fuyumi is in Anjo with Yaomomo and Izumi."

"Green girl and boob girl?" Mina bit her lip to avoid laughing; it was a bit on the nose, but Momo was indeed the designated 'boob girl' out of the polycule. Himiko smiled brightly. "I can't wait to meet all of you. I've been going through all of your social media and I can't wait to become one of you."

Leaning back, Tsuyu looked over at Mina with a concerned look. "Is it me, or does she sound slightly unhinged when she says that?"

Mina waved dismissively. "She's excited to join the polycule. Frankly, same. Oh! Speaking of which! "Himiko! How are you with kids?"

Opening her mouth wide, Himiko licked one of her fangs. "They're delicious!"

God, that was right up there with Enmuko's answer to the question. Mina shook her head in amusement and leaned in toward the phone, pressing herself against Tsuyu as she lowered her voice a bit. "We sort of adopted a kid today. Not officially but like, we ran into a child abuse situation and… the kid left with us and the offender left in an ambulance."

"Fucking nice. I support everything about that." Himiko clapped her hands together excitedly. "Lucky for you, I have babysitting and first aid certifications from the Red Cross Society. So if we hit it off? I'm basically just in high school to kill time. I could finish out the week and then become a full time stay at home mother for your new daughter." As Mina processed that fortuitous turn of events - who needed Momo to pay for a nanny when they could just have Himiko take care of Eri - the blonde did her best to lean through the phone at them, leaving one enormous yellow eye peering up at them. "Tell me more about her? Tell me everything about her!"

Mina switched to the Photos app and scrolled through the last few rows, only to come up empty. "Heck. I haven't taken any pictures of her yet. Well, her name is Eri and I think she's albino? Red eyes, white hair. I don't know if that's albinism or a quirk or if there's even a difference anymore? But she's super cute. She's six. Her quirk is Rewind which, hoo boy, you might want to be sitting down for this one because you might take back that offer to take care of her…"

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"How are you doing back there?"

"Feathers in my mouth, kero. How Yuu can nibble on these at night and not choke to death, I have no idea."

Mina looked over at her girlfriend curiously and Yuu shrugged in response. "It's an acquired skill. I have lots of practice. I've actually chewed through a few plushies and pillows, gotten the stuffing in my mouth, and… not died?"

That was actually sort of impressive. Especially since the down feathers covering the tops of her wings were probably pretty easy to suffocate on. Looking back at Tsuyu, she nodded in Yuu's direction. "Do you want to switch backs? I'm not going to feel insulted if you think she's a better ride than me."

"I figured that it would be awkward having frog cock pressed into her back since we're not dating, kero, but if she's up for it?" Tsuyu shrugged and peered over at Yuu thoughtfully. "Sure. I'd pick up a whole three centimeters of altitude if I switched."

Yuu chuckled and then turned her back to Mina. "Can't be worse than being on a crowded train in the city." Mina obligingly transferred her passenger to her girlfriend's back, and the blonde's eyes went wide. "I stand corrected. How are you not suffering from lightheadedness at this point?"

A croak of laughter escaped from Tsuyu as she shifted in place on Yuu's back. "To comedically paraphrase you? It's an acquired skill." After reaching down to adjust herself, she hesitantly molded herself against Yuu's back. "Better?"

Shaking her head, Yuu grabbed the verdette's thighs and resumed walking beside Mina. "Not really? Now it's just going sideways instead of downward. And… kind of around the corner? Jesus. I genuinely thought Mina was kidding when she told me about you." Clearing her throat, she shook her head a second time. "So. Enough penis talk. You want to be a rescue hero, right?"

Tsuyu nodded agreeably, leaning in to rest her chin on Yuu's shoulder. "I do, kero. Froppy: the Rainy Season Hero. Obviously I'll operate year round so the epithet is a work in progress, but I've wanted to be Froppy since I knew what heroes were and decided I wanted to be one someday."

"I could see you as a water rescue hero. Especially considering…" Furrowing her brow, Yuu peered over at Tsuyu. "Can you breathe through your skin? Like, do you pretty much have unlimited time underwater?"

Tsuyu nodded. "I can and so I do, kero. I'm also a pretty fast swimmer. Frogs follow an N-shaped curve in terms of top speed compared to mass, maxing out at a meter and a half per second on a fifty gram frog. I'm sort of… chunky, insofar as frogs go. I'm pretty much one thousand times as heavy as that ideal frog. So I reach about ten meters per second at top speed." Seeing Mina trying to puzzle the math out, she took pity on the rosette. "About thirty-six kilometers per hour."

"And how fast does the average human swim?"

"Around three to five."

Wow! Tsuyu could really haul ass in the water. That wasn't like, boat speed or anything but she could cross some serious distance if she put her mind to it. And do it stealthily underwater if the situation required it. Pretty cool, at least in Mina's book. "So what I'm hearing is that we definitely need to set up somewhere on the coast?"

Tsuyu shrugged uncertainly in response to the question. "Japan has some decent coastal cities. Ideally I'd love to live on Yakushima Island; they pick up twenty-five centimeters of rain a month on average. But… well, it's a bit too off the beaten path to support a hero agency of twenty-five heroes."

"What about twenty-three heroes and two support engineers?"

"Probably still too small, kero." Tsuyu shot an appraising look over at Mina. "I assume you're going for a frontline hero position when you graduate?"

Mina nodded eagerly. "I'm actually in a really weird intersection in terms of heroic potential? I mean, I don't want to brag but I Luna Arc'd well enough that Miruko herself is going to tutor me. So clearly I have frontline potential. At the same time, my support hero possibilities are obvious. Healing and all that. I also have a high carrying capacity, so I could be like… the drop ship of heroics? Zoom in, drop a select group of specialists, and then pull back while they handle the situation."

Reaching out, Tsuyu made a beckoning gesture until Mina slid up close enough for her to grab the rosette's hand. "Honestly, I feel like it all depends on what you want to do when you grow up. There's no saying you can't be literally all of those things, either. You could deploy groups when necessary, fight villains one-on-one when it's not, and heal people when you're not fighting villains. You don't really need to limit yourself if you don't want to."

'I mean, I could say the same about you." Mina flared her wings, brushing them against Tsuyu's leg. "Like, you have some Miruko level jumping and kicking power. You could be like, Hoplite: the Jump Kick Hero if you wanted to be."

Nodding, Tsuyu gave Mina's hand a squeeze. "I could, kero. But I don't want to. Frontline heroics isn't where my passion is. I don't want to kick people for a living. I want to rescue people from water-related catastrophes. And I freely admit that I'm focusing on a very specific thing, but I feel like I could be really good at that thing."

And that was incredibly valid of Tsuyu. She had a dream, and she was going to live her dream. They were actually going to make a pretty kick ass team of heroes even as they were, Mina realized. Ochako could do amazing rescue work with her quirk. Tooru was clearly going to be an infiltration and espionage specialist. Fuyumi could double as both a rescue hero and a frontline hero with her ice. Izumi… who knew what she was going to pull out of her quirk next? Her options were endless. Yuu could do giant villain takedowns, community outreach, or rescue work. Momo's potential was as endless as Izumi's. Moe was presumably aiming for frontline heroics given where she was interning. And Saiko could lead them all.

Oh, and they had two support engineers built into the polycule and Enmuko would probably take some position inside of the agency given how handy her quirk was.

But yeah! They had a bright future ahead of them! And it was only going to get brighter once they reached UA and started learning how to be proper heroes. Not to mention… "Question! Does anyone have any thoughts for possibly girlfriend gaps? Like I'm not going to be quirkist or anything and be like, aye baby, you've got a really sweet quirk, get over here…"

Tsuyu raised an eyebrow. "Isn't that basically what you did with Enmuko?"

"No? I was completely attracted to how she filled out that corset of hers. We didn't even discover her quirk until after we started dating." Shaking her head to clear it, Mina soldiered onward with her original thought. "But no, like, do we have any gaps or weaknesses right now? Obviously we can just hire people to fill in the gaps when we grow up, but if we're going to be dating twelve more whole ass girls? I don't see why we shouldn't try to… I don't know, recruit appropriately?"

Yuu raised her hand slowly. "I feel like we're going to need an actual manager at some point? And maybe a public relations specialist, since we're going to be living a distinctly non-traditional lifestyle? I know that UA has a pretty illustrious business course; maybe you should try to grab a girlfriend or two from there?"

"Um, girlfriends who can wear suits to work every day? Sign me up!"

"…yeah, sure, that."

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"Train Girl!"

"Train Girl!"

"You came!"

"Not yet, but she's hoping to." Mitoku let out a cackle as Kyouka blushed violently, and then grunted as her sister drove an elbow into her stomach. "Ouch! I'm just saying, I'm not the one with 'girls with wings' in their PornHub search history right now."

Her pale skin darkening even further, Kyouka flailed and slapped at Mitoku indignantly. "Shut up! Oh my god, why are you like this? My entire thing is being cool and aloof and you are completely ruining this for me!"

Mina giggled before darting in to rescue Mitoku, grabbing Kyouka in a hug and spinning the smaller girl around. "Well, we're excited to have you. Welcome to Fuyumi's house. I'm sure she's already done that, but just… making sure."

"Yeah, uh, I knew the number two hero probably had some nice digs but… damn." Leaning in, Kyouka lowered her voice conspiratorially. "Also, is it me or does Fuyumi's mom have it going on?"

Mina leaned in even closer, her golden eyes widening. "She so does! Total MILF material. If I was fifteen years older, I would…" She trailed off. Fuyumi probably didn't want to listen to someone fantasizing about her mom. "I'd figure it out. Bet."

Grabbing Kyouka by the hand, Mina led her over to their amazing Couch of Love and flopped down, scooting back a little bit before pulling Kyouka down with her. As they settled in, Mitoku quickly grabbed the opposite side and snuggled in. "So, it's late but it's not late-late. What are our plans at this point? Kyouka brought me a bag with pajamas and a change of clothes so I am good to go for tonight and tomorrow too."

"Hmm. We already watched a movie - or at least some of us did - so I'm not really feeling another movie in the living room night." Mina looked around curiously. "Anyone have any better ideas or is this just going to be like… unstructured snuggly gay time from now until bed?"

Diving onto the sectional, Tooru crawled her way over to drape herself over Kyouka, who stiffened at the unexpected contact before slowly relaxing. "Well, we broke up into chunks today and also gained like… wait, I'm bad at math. Like… sixteen percent more girlfriends?"

Saiko nodded in agreement. "Sixteen point repeating sixes percent more girlfriends, yes. Sixteen point seven or seventeen depending on how you wish to round it."

"That's a decent percentage more girlfriends! And we're getting at least one more tomorrow if everything goes well!" Tooru rested her chin on Kyouka's stomach, peering up at the girl. "I feel like if I slack now, I'm going to fall behind. Train Girl! What's your actual name?"

Reaching out, Kyouka hesitantly rested her hand on Tooru's back. "Well, since obviously Mitoku introduced herself, I'm obviously also a Jirou. Jirou Kyouka, pleased to make your acquaintance."

Mitoku reached across Mina's lap, resting her hand on top of Kyouka's. "We have a cute matching kanji thing going. Our father is Kyoutoku. Our mother is Mika. My name is spelled with the kanji for 'beautiful' and 'morally upstanding'. Kyouka's kanji are 'resonance' and 'appealing'. Our parents literally split their names in half and rearranged them to form our names."

"That's so cute! My siblings and I are just… random stuff, I feel like? But then again, none of us are twins so our parents could get away with that." Mina looked around curiously. "I just realized that I have all of you in my phone by hiragana. Does anyone else have cute name kanji?"

Enmuko raised her hand. "Kind of? I feel like it's more proof that I was like, created or assembled or reprogrammed or something? But my name kanji are literally the two kanji for 'fog' and then the generic kanji for 'child'. I am… literally 'fog child'. I know that names are tending to be more on the nose these days because of quirk inheritance and everything, but that's a little ridiculous."

Snorting, Tooru gestured to herself. "My name is literally just a single kanji." She looked around for a moment before sighing. "It's a Nanori reading for the kanji for transparent. I'm invisible and my name meaning is literally 'transparent'."

Huh. Compared to them, her name was… actually sort of normal? Her kanji were 'three' and 'apple tree'. Three apple trees? What the heck was that supposed to mean? Presumably her parents had just liked the name 'Mina' and grabbed kanji with the appropriate reading? Which was… a valid way to name a baby, at least in Mina's opinion. And hey, at least she wasn't like… Oushuu or Satsu some other way of naming someone 'pink wings' or the like.

Speaking of names? Mina had a very relevant question. "Did anyone get Eri's name kanji at any point today? And like… are we allowed to rename her if they suck? I feel like her name might suck, given that she was being raised by yakuza and all."

"Her name kanji are literally 'destruction', and I have no idea whether or not that was a name bestowed upon her by her parents or the yakuza." Pausing, Momo furrowed her brow in thought. "Tsuyu and Saiko are proof that it is possible to change one's name if desired, but I would emphasis that it was their respective desires? We might broach the subject of her name with her, but it would be Eri's decision as to whether or not she wished to remain Eri going forward."

Evidently deciding that she didn't wish to be left out of the cuddling any longer, Saiko grabbed Momo's hand in her left and Mei's hand in her right, pulling both of them onto the couch with her. It took them a bit of time to get situated, Mei opting to take the spot between her original polycule and Mitoku for obvious reasons. "Given that she was evidently being held hostage by the yakuza, how exactly are we going to handle integrating her into society from a legal and administrative standpoint?" Momo shot her girlfriend a knowing look and Saiko sighed. "I'm going to be hacking government databases again, aren't I?"

As the rest of the girls piled onto the couch around them, Yuu let out an aggrieved sigh before… taking up a spot next to Momo? Aww, she was making friends. Nice. "I feel like I shouldn't be here for this discussion. Given that you're a hero student, I feel like you… shouldn't be having this discussion."

"Hero student by day, vigilante handler by night. I've done a lot more legally questionable things in my life than giving a rescued abuse victim a new lease on life." Saiko raised an eyebrow at Yuu snuggling up against Momo's back, shook her head, and then continued on. "While I would wager that we have possibly as good as fifty-fifty odds on convincing Eri to change her given name, I assume that we are going to have to give her a family name as part of this. Is she going to be Yaoyorozu Eri or Ashido Eri or something else entirely?"

Oh! She was in charge around here, wasn't she? And if they ever ended up legally congregating onto a single family registration sheet, it would be her last name on all of them, wouldn't it? Mina furrowed her brow. Was that an endgame for them that she was interested in? Did she want to have twenty-four Ashido wives? Not… not really? She kinda liked their diversity. Not to mention that if she kept her flow of mail diverse, she could be really annoying and just rotate tsuushou between all her partners' last names! She could be Ashido Mina, Yaoyorozu Mina, Takeyama Mina, and everything else that her heart desired!

So hmm. What to do about Eri? After considering the matter for a solid minute, almost two, Mina eventually shook her head. "I feel like if Yaomomo doesn't object - and her parents don't object - trying to register Yaoyorozu Eri seems like the best bet?"

Momo bit her lip in thought. "What exactly is the legal structure inherent in teenage motherhood? Would Eri go on my current family registration sheet? Would I be forced to register my own family? I have so many questions."

…well she hadn't had any but she did now.

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Making a thoughtful hum, Tooru peered up at Mina. "I just thought of something."

Mina looked up from where she was making tiny unbound braids in Kyouka's hair that fell apart the minute she moved away. "Hmm?"

"You like to break the fourth wall."

"I do!"

"And you write fanfic."

"Yup."

Pausing, Tooru collected her thoughts for a few seconds before continuing onward. "Well, that would make you a fictional character, right? What if your life is a fanfic? Like… what if you're not a game or a movie or a television show or a manga or even a book. What if… what if you're a fanfic?"

Mina screwed up her face in disgust at the prospect. "…eww! If it turned out that my life was a fanfic, I would end it the next chapter."

A giggle escaped Fuyumi from where she was laying on Mina's legs. "What's so bad about fanfic? Like Tooru said, you write the damn stuff. A lot. About my father."

"Um, yes, that's why it's so bad." Mina gestured to herself emphatically. "I know me! Have you met me? Would you trust someone like me to write your life story? Besides, fanfics are like… solidly ninety percent terrible power fantasies of one form or another, angst fests because someone is trying to work through something they won't go to therapy for, or bad porn. Or sometimes more than one of those. The power fantasy and the bad porn go together a lot."

Momo carefully raised herself up on her elbows and displayed amazing upper body strength as she leaned across three entire girls to press a kiss to Mina's cheek. "I think I speak for most of us when I say that I would trust you to write the story of our lives. If we didn't, I don't think most of us would be here."

Blushing, Mina brought her hands up to her face. That was… really romantic in a weird sort of way. "Aww, thanks, Yaomomo. Although this raises some really interesting questions that are either philosophical, metaphysical, both, or possibly some other third thing that I'm not smart enough to think of. Existential, possibly? I'm not great at big words. I tend to right click, Look Up, and then grab something from the thesaurus."

"I'm not really sure that our language properly encapsulates the complexities inherent in discussing the possibility that our reality is fictional." Saiko frowned as she considered the matter. "I suppose all three would apply to the discussion, though."

Momo settled back in between Saiko and Yuu, nodding in agreement. "It does raise a number of fairly interesting questions. I looked up the phenomenon of 'fanfic' after meeting Mina, so I have a passing familiarity with it. I think first and foremost, the question that should be answered is… what would our 'fandom' be? What would we be fanfic of?"

A soft croak of laughter drew the group's attention clear across the couch to where Tsuyu was pressed tightly against the back of a blushing Ochako. "Some hentai starring a big dick frog girl." Offering a faint smirk, she gestured to herself. "I'm clearly the star of this whole thing, kero."

Letting out a playfully affronted huff, Izumi leaned over the top of Ochako to swat Tsuyu with a pillow. "Says who? If you think about it, you could absolutely make a manga or anime out of the story of my life." Turning back to Mina, she brought her pillow up to her chest. "I was the unwanted average quirkless girl until my quirk miraculously manifested in the middle of my high school entrance exam, just in time to save the love interest? And then it turns out that not only do I have a quirk, but I have access to the quirks of all my ancestors and so I'm going to get more and more fantastically powerful as I grow and improve? That sounds like shounen protagonist material to me."

Ooh, that was going to be her next question but Mina was definitely willing to tackle that one before doubling back. "Do we think that we would be shounen? Like… I feel like we definitely have some elements of a shounen property but at the same time… roving, very gay girl gang? We're like, some cute matching costumes away from being a shoujo manga." Squirming out from between her partners, she hopped to her feet in the middle of the sectional and struck a pose. "In the name of the moon, I will punish you!"

Giggling, Fuyumi grabbed Mina's ankle and squeezed it to get her attention. "Can we please submit matching magical girl costume requests to UA? Like, mine could be an icy blue and white, yours could be pink and white, Yaomomo's could be red and white…"

"I would adore that but I think our tastes are different enough that we wouldn't be able to get everyone to agree." Flopping back down crosslegged in the middle of the spot that she'd been laying in, Mina rested her chin in her hands. "Also, I think we might run out of colors? Or at least good colors? Not to mention that Tsuyu and Izumi would both want green, and Ochako would probably fight me for the pink costume."

Grinning evilly, Ochako pounded her fists together. "If there's only going to be one pink costume and you think you're going to get it? Pfft. Square up, thot."

Mina gestured to the brunette. "See? Exactly. Personally I still am leaning toward a black dominant design, so… I guess I could be white with black accents but that wouldn't solve the green issue or… we just met and I feel like I already know that Kyouka isn't really the cute magical girl costume type?"

"First of all, you're absolutely right about that." Kyouka gestured down at her slender form. "Even if I was, I doubt think I could do the same justice to one that the rest of you would do? Look at all of you… and then look at me and Mitoku."

Mitoku sniffed derisively. "You leave me out of your self image issues, woman. I think I'm hot as fuck. Like, I have killer legs and a tight little butt. Girls would kill to have a pert perky butt like mine."

Opening and closing her mouth several times, Kyouka evidently thought better of arguing with Mitoku about the matter. "Moving on… secondly? I feel like we're ignoring the other polycule in the hero industry." Kyouka's face lit up in a bright, very fake smile. "Rock on with these sparkling gazes!"

Oh, shit, right! The Wild Wild Pussycats! Not only were they the only other openly polyamorous hero team in the Japanese hero industry, but they sort of had a magical girl aesthetic going too. It was like, fifty percent cat and fifty percent magical girl? Close enough to possibly cause a trademark infringement lawsuit if they tried to start a hero team polycule with magical girl costumes, though. Then she giggled. "Do you think we could get away with poaching one of them? Ragdoll's sort of hot."

Yuu pondered that. "First of all, I feel like if she'd leave them to date us, she'd leave us if she got a better offer." Ooh. Good point. "Second of all, what, Moe and I aren't older enough woman for you? You want to date the woman who's been a pro hero since before most of us got our quirks?"

Scoffing, Mina tossed her hair. "Older women are hot as fuck. I'd be deeply suspicious of any older woman who genuinely wants to be with someone my age… but I will never not look. And dream. Like, I can't wait to meet Yaomomo's mom. If she's where Yaomomo got her looks from…" Trailing off, Mina shivered. "Aww yes."

"Hah!" Fuyumi pointed over at Momo. "It's not so funny when it's your mom, is it?"

"It is not, no."

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"Is it Sunday yet?"

She felt sort of fancy. She was sitting on an actual veranda. The Todorokis had a series of bamboo chairs on their very nice veranda facing out into the courtyard of their house, and Mina, Mitoku, and Kyouka were smushed into one of them as they enjoyed the night air. Mina checked her watch before nodding decisively. "It is approximately ten entire minutes after midnight, so… yes."

"Cool. Can I be your first kiss of Sunday?" Mitoku grinned sheepishly at Mina's curious look, tapping her earjacks together. "Sorry. It's the little things in life that make me happy. I'm not out to genuinely compete with anyone else in the polycule, that's not healthy. But like… starting a friendly little competition to see who can be your first kiss of each day doesn't sound toxic to me."

Considering that she absolutely loved being kissed by any of her girlfriends at all ever? Mina was one hundred… no, two hundred percent in favor of this. She grinned widely and used her wings to nudge Mitoku over onto her lap. "Kiss away, fair maiden."

Mitoku giggled softly. "Don't mind if I do." Cupping Mina's face in her hands, she pressed her lips against the rosette's gently as she stared into Mina's eyes. Eye contact was… so hot. Saiko had mentioned that and Mina definitely agreed. Pulling back, Mitoku looked off to her left. "Do you want to be the second smooch of the day?"

"Hmm. Do I want to be Mina's second smooch of the day or yours?" Kyouka offered a faintly teasing smile before suddenly going still, her eyes widening. "Wait. Shit. Did Mina know about that?"

Mina nodded rapidly. "I did! Tsuyu has a thing for it, if you want someone to. I don't particularly have a thing for it, but I don't have a thing against it? Like, girls kissing girls is always hot. So I'm down for it on those grounds. I don't know if I would go out of my way to-" Mina was interrupted as Kyouka leaned in and pressed her lips to Mitoku's. "…so yeah that was hot but it was a normal 'two girls yay' hot and not an 'I have a weird new fetish' hot?"

Chuckling, Mitoku and Kyouka exchanged looks before raising their neighboring earjacks together to form a heart shape. Aww! That was super cute! "Yeah, we'll probably kiss each other less now that there's like, a whole twelve other girls available for us to kiss? But we've kinda gotten used to it, too, so I'm pretty sure we're not just going to stop."

"Fair enough!" Shifting Mitoku to sit on her left thigh, Mina used her wings to squish Kyouka onto the other half of her lap so she could see both sisters at once. "So, apart from the fact that you're both night owls like me… and that you evidently have the same cold resistance as Fuyumi? What do I need to know about my two newest girlfriends? This is your focus chapter. Make it worth it."

Kyouka scrunched up her nose. "Oh, so you actually do break the fourth wall casually. That's weird. Not like, breakup weird or anything but definitely weird. Well, um, I like music. A lot. Listening to it. Playing it. I can play… twelve different instruments with some level of skill. Best at guitar, bass, and violin. My bagpipe skills fuck severely. Working on the hurdy-gurdy at the moment. Sadly, there's not enough time in the day for all the music that I want to play."

Taking over, Mitoku pressed her temple against Kyouka's. "We both sing. I've got some talent on the keyboard, she's jealous of my hurdy-gurdy skills, and I can play the accordion? Oh, and I rock the fuck out of a keytar. If it has keys? I can play it."

"I don't why anyone would ever want to play a keytar, but Mitoku does a lot of things I don't understand." Kyouka smirked faintly and then stuck her tongue out at Mitoku. "Like approaching random girls at the mall."

Mitoku brought her hand up to her chest. "If I hadn't, then you'd still be at home being a sad single lesbian making a really awkward search history out of our shared laptop."

Turning her head, Kyouka blew a raspberry directly against her sister's cheek, making Mitoku squeal in disgust and wipe her cheek. "You're pointedly ignoring that you were an equally single lesbian."

"Excuse me? I was single by choice." Mitoku poked Kyouka's noise with one of her jacks. "You were single because you're fucking weird."

Mina grinned. The two had a fun dynamic. She was going to enjoy this a lot. She liked to tease people ,and her and Tooru could bicker sort of casually for fun, but it was a dynamic that had been previously missing from her hoard. "So you play music. What sort of music do you listen to?"

Exchanging looks, the twins gestured for each other to go first, then played a quick round of janken that Mitoku lost. "I'm more heavily into EDM. Being able to FSK technology with my quirk means that I can lay down entire tracks in Logic Pro with my brain. Give me like, ten times the length of your song and I can create entire compositions on my own."

She didn't even remotely understand how that would work, but Mina at least comprehended the basics: Mitoku could make dance music with her brain. That was… so cool! Kyouka nodded. "I do more metal but we collaborate. I've put some stuff up on SoundCloud that she's produced for me."

Mina clapped excitedly. "Send me a link! I will download all of it onto my phone." At Kyouka's surprised look, the rosette leaned in and kissed her… "Wait, are you actually my girlfriend? You just sort of showed up and seamlessly merged into the polycule."

"I mean, I'm hoping I'm a girlfriend?" Kyouka ducked her head, peering up at Mina uncertainly from under her bangs. "You were literally just now my first non-Mitoku kiss so I'm going to feel really stupid if I get told to fuck off."

Giggling, Mina leaned in and kissed Kyouka again. "No, I will absolutely officially add you to the hoard. But, you know, consent is sexy and I didn't want to like… assume? Maybe I was a bad kisser or something?"

Kyouka shot her a deadpan look. "You have thirteen girlfriends. How you could possibly think you're a bad kisser, I have no idea." Pausing, she cocked her head to the side. "Huh. I am lucky girlfriend number thirteen. Nice. I can work with that."

Yeah, she wasn't going to have girlfriend number sixty-nine or girlfriend number four twenty, so they'd have to celebrate the milestones they could. Mina wrapped her wings tighter around Mitoku and Kyouka, squishing them in closer to both herself and each other. "But yeah, as I got distracted by saying, I'll absolutely support my new girlfriends' musical ambitions. Like, if some of your songs slap? I could even use them as the audio for TikTok videos."

"I mean, if that's on the table…" Mitoku grinned wickedly and raised her jacks in the space between them. "I can definitely make some music to twerk to if I put my mind to it."

Mina clapped her hands together excitedly. "That would be amazing. Oh! Oh! Idea! What about a call and response sort of EDM song? Like… a beat to shake my ass to, then a pause, and then a line for someone else to shake their ass? Because have you seen Ochako's cheeks? I need to teach that girl how to twerk!"

Exchanging looks again, Kyouka let out a softer and more reserved snicker as Mitoku laughed outright. "It's kind of hard not to notice. Uraraka Ochako's heroic epithet should be the Caked Up Hero."

Oh my god, it should!

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"Himiko? Is that you?"

So far, the polycule's Sunday was off to a better start than their Saturday. At least in Mina's personal opinion. They had made a second attempt at visiting the 7-Eleven near Fuyumi's house and had not in fact caused an incident while buying breakfast. She had in fact managed to eat her 'Carnitavore' breakfast burrito, and it had been fucking delicious. Then they'd hopped a train into the middle of the city, making their way to the train station for the mainline that ran through Musutafu. And… Yuu was being her designated Not Overwhelming Singular Partner while the others held back.

Turning, the girl in question cocked her head to the side. She looked Mina up and down slowly, held up a finger, and pulled out her phone. After a few seconds, she nodded decisively. "You are in fact a cute pink girl with wings, so I assume you're the one that I'm here to meet. Hi! I'm Kanroji Mitsuri! I'm so excited to be meeting you!"

Mina offered a bemused but confused smile as the girl darted in to hug her tightly, shooting an uncertain look over at Yuu. She was… pretty sure that she was supposed to be meeting a Something Himiko? And the girl looked a lot like Himiko. Granted her hair was done up in three braids instead of the buns that Himiko seemed to favor, but… blonde? Check. Yellow eyes? Check. Fangs? Check.

Wait. Himiko had mentioned, and Mina quoted, 'three new girlfriends'. She'd assumed that Himiko was already polyamorous and amenable to merging her polycule into Mina's hoard. But what if she wasn't? Was this like, a Kyouka and Mitoku situation, just bigger? Were they triplets named Kanroji Himiko, Kanroji Mitsuri, and Kanroji Someone Else? Leaning in, the rosette lowered her voice. "I am… a little confused. Are you Himiko's sister?"

A wary look passed over Mitsuri's face and she gestured for Mina and Yuu to follow her. Leading the pair out of the train station, she shot an appraising look at where the rest of the hoard was lingering before turning and walking a few steps in the opposite direction. Perching on a retaining wall, she beckoned Mina closer. "You're new enough that I barely know anything about you… how much do you know about me?"

Was this a test? Mina wracked her brain. "Um. I thought your name was Himiko but evidently not. You're a slightly more mainstream oriented eGirl than I am. I sort of pigeonholed myself into being the Pink Feet Girl while you do lifestyle and cosplay content. KoFi creator, for obvious reasons. Um. Fuyumi simps you? You have some interesting variety of styles. And… are not wearing the outfit that we agreed upon." Pausing, she peered down at herself uncertainly. "I feel like it's close enough that we still match but it's still slightly rude of you because we agreed on something specific?"

"Well, first of all, I didn't agree on anything. Whatever you discussed with Himiko is between her and you." Mitsuri gestured to herself. "That being said, I wore what I wore because nobody left me any notes this morning. Like, that's also Himiko's fault. We have a method for these sorts of things and she didn't do her part. I'm completely open to changing clothes if we want to hit a store nearby and find something that you'd rather see me in. And you pay for it, of course."

Of course. Granted given that Fuyumi simped the girl, Mina was reasonably certain she could pass that expense off to the white-haired girl and she'd pay it happily. At the same time? Mitsuri was evidently the faintly military-looking girl and her outfit was pretty cute. And, as Mina had noted, close enough that they would still make a coordinated enough pair for photos. But this just raised more questions. "I am… very confused. You sort of dodged the sister question. But you're clearly Himiko's… something. Please explain?"

Mitsuri blew her bangs out of her face with a gusty sigh. "I was asking how much you know about me because I'm fairly open about this on my social media but evidently you just… haven't been around long enough to be exposed to it. Himiko, Luna, and I… we're the Carmilla system." That… did not explain anything. "We have Dissociative Identity Disorder. Luna and I are Himiko's alters."

Oh. Oh! Mina… still didn't entirely understand. She was vaguely aware of the existence of DID, but this was her first actual encounter with it. Which, given it was rare, was understandable. "So… there's a singular blonde body running around with three pilots. Yes?" Mitsuri nodded. "And Mitsuri is the one who is, um, currently piloting the Jaeger?"

Giggling softly, Mitsuri nodded again. "That's such an esoteric way of putting it. I know what you're talking about, I'm just surprised you've seen those movies. They're ancient. But yes. Except we don't Drift. I've talked to other multiples who are capable of co-consciousness, but I'm just… not one of them. It's all or nothing: fronting or unconsciousness."

"Okay, so what I tell Himiko is between me and her but at the same time, she'll have absolutely no knowledge of what I'm saying to you right now?" When Mitsuri nodded, Mina cocked her head to the side curiously. "How do you go to school?"

The corner of Mitsuri's mouth quirked upward. "Very badly. I'm genuinely surprised that Himiko didn't drop out of school after junior high, but that would mean admitting to our parents that we have an income stream and… I don't think any of us are ready to have that discussion yet."

Mina nodded in understanding. She was very careful to moderate her spending so her parents never had cause to ask where she was getting money from. "Actually, that puts a whole new perspective on a conversation that I had with Himiko last night." Mitsuri blinked curiously and the rosette elaborated. "We have an unexpected adopted daughter situation and Himiko was talking about possibly taking on a caretaker role."

"Oh. Huh. I feel like that would be a her and Luna situation, not really something that I would have much use for." Mitsuri reached up to play with one of her braids. "Not that I mind. I'm the 'strange new situations' alter. The unexpected, things with possibly bad outcomes, that's me."

Yuu cleared her throat, waggled her fingers in greeting, and then finally entered the conversation. "And out of the three of you, you're the one who ended up coming to meet us? What could have gone wrong with meeting Mina?"

Shrugging, Mitsuri gestured to herself. "Rejection. Harsh rejection at that. I am… a very complicated situation and I fully understand when literally anyone decides they don't want to take on that level of difficulty in their life. On top of 'meeting new girl that she's been flirting with', there was also 'meeting the girlfriend of the girl who tips me the most' and 'possibly meeting the tipper girl'. Himiko was stressing things enough that I ended up fronting. So, here I am."

Mina nodded in understanding. The situation was indeed very complicated. At this point, she had the barest of understandings of what was going on, and definitely needed to learn a lot more before she felt entirely comfortable. At the same time? There was one thought nagging at her. "Would dating you guys actually count as three girls toward my hoard or only one?"

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"Would dating you guys actually count as three girls toward my hoard or only one?"

Mitsuri's eyes went wide and she leaned in toward Mina. "As the Love Hashira! I am firmly in favor of only counting as one girl." At Mina's confused look, she gestured to herself. "Well wait. Is there a limit on girlfriends? When do you think you're going to be polysaturated?"

Putting her hands on her hips, Mina flared her wings behind her as she struck a dramatic pose. "I am Toyotama! The Dragon of Chiba! My goal in life: to assemble a hoard of twenty-four of the cutest girls to ever exist!"

That made Mitsuri nod excitedly and gesture to herself again. "Okay, so if I count as only one girlfriend instead of three girlfriends… that would mean that you need to get two more girlfriends to meet your goal of twenty-four girlfriends. Which means that I get two more girlfriends. And I am all about that."

Well when she put it like that… Mina leaned in and grabbed Mitsuri's hands excitedly. "Your ideas are intriguing to me, and I wish to subscribe to your newsletter!" Bouncing up and down a few times, she looked over at… "Oh! You introduced yourself! But technically I've never met you and so I've been super rude. You can call me Toyotama… but nobody does. My real name is Ashido Mina. And this is Takeyama Yuu. Also known as Mount Lady."

Mitsuri's eyes went wide. "Woah. The Mineyama Hero?"

Blushing faintly, Yuu rubbed the back of her head. "You've actually heard of me? I'm only a second year hero student. Well, third year as of next week… but yeah. I'm just a student and intern."

"You're joking, right?" Mitsuri's yellow eyes gleamed as she leaned toward Yuu. "You're the hero who made a guy cum by stepping on him. You're an inspiration to every eGirl out there."

Groaning, Yuu brought her hand around and up to slap against her face. "If that's my legacy, I'd rather nobody know who I am."

Mitsuri shook her head rapidly. "You should have charged for that!"

A gasp escaped Mina. Finally, someone who was operating on her wavelength! "I know, right? I'm not mad that he got it, I'm mad on her behalf that he got it for free! That is a fetish and she should be capitalizing on it!"

"I am not going to go around stepping on men - or for that matter, women - for money." Spreading her fingers, Yuu peered out from between them. "Unless… how much money are we talking here?"

Pulling her hands out of Mitsuri's, Mina threw them up in the air excitedly. "The sky's the limit! You're one of a handful of, erm, height multiplying heroes. And you're definitely the cutest of them! You could set your prices as high as you want and what are people going to do, go elsewhere to get stepped on by a really hot giant girl?"

Yuu rubbed her chin thoughtfully. "Well, when you put it like that… you might be on to something. And I do want sex appeal to be a major facet of my heroic persona. Like, I wasn't joking about leading with that assquaintance line that Tooru gave me. I want to be a hot heroine. And… I guess if hot heroines do kinky stuff for money, I guess that's the kind of heroine that I'll be?"

"That's the spirit! And we have Saiko, so you have someone to practice your technique on while you learn!" Mina giggled brightly, clapping her hands together. "Oh ,this is so exciting! I'll sell pictures! And Mitsuri-Himiko-Luna will sell pictures! You'll step on people! And… Mei already builds kinky shit, but I don't know if she wants to market that at all. I should ask her. Um. Izumi seems like a solid candidate for some kind of sexy shit considering she's a literal succubus?"

Mitsuri bounced lightly on her toes. "I want to meet these people! I have no idea who any of them are! But first… I know I'm probably not what you were hoping for, but I haven't belonged anywhere in years and I think belonging with you would be fun. Can I join your polycule?"

Nodding excitedly - because, um, yes - Mina abruptly froze as she considered something. "Since you can't really, you know, speak for them? I'm going to have to ask Himiko and, uh… Luna?"

"Luna."

"I'm going to have to ask them if they want to date me too, aren't I?" Mina considered that for a moment before smiling brightly. "It just means I get to ask twenty-six pretty girls out over the course of assembling my twenty-four girl polycule! And that sounds like extra fun to me! Oh! Oh! That means I get three first dates with you, don't I?"

Mitsuri ticked off points on her fingers. "Not only do you get to ask me out three times and get three first dates, you get three of every other first. Three first times holding hands. Three first kisses. Three first times sitting on my face."

Despite herself, Mina found herself blushing at Mitsuri's forwardness and bringing her hands up to her cheeks. "Ehh?"

"I have seen your ass. I am absolutely going to ask you to sit on my face at your soonest possible convenience." Mitsuri shrugged nonchalantly. "If I die, I die."

Given that she'd sat on Momo's face and thoroughly enjoyed the experience, Mina wasn't against it in principle… but she was still blushing at the frank interest in Mitsuri's voice. "So!" She let out a squeak, cleared her throat, and then tried again. "Your application has been approved. Welcome to the Holy Hoard. Would you like to meet the non-Yuu members of your new roving girl gang?"

Mitsuri nodded eagerly, pushing up onto her toes and peering past Mina. Or trying. The wings… sorta made that harder with her than the average person. "I would love to! Especially since I don't know how much time I have left at this point." At Mina's curious look, she shrugged uncertainly. "There's not, like, a perfect science to it but there are vague patterns? I have successfully navigated the stressful, uncertain situation for us. At this point, I'm… vaguely superfluous? I treasure every moment I get to spent fronting so I'm not going to like, retreat and kick someone else out here… but I'm looking over my shoulder? Metaphorically speaking."

"Oh! Um. Hmm. Can I… can I get some photos with you then?" Mina dug her phone out and offered it to Yuu, who took it from her. "I just want to preserve this moment for posterity, especially if we don't know how long it's going to last."

Grabbing Mina by the hips, Mitsuri spun the girl around so her back was to Yuu before crouching down and pressing her face firmly against the rosette's right ass cheek. As Mina stared down at her in surprise, Mitsuri grinned up at her. "I promised good content today. I am a woman of my word."

Mina wiggled her hips, bumping her ass cheek against Mitsuri's face a few times. "I do so enjoy a woman of her word." Yuu leaned in, taking a few close ups of Mitsuri's fanged grin as she posed with Mina's butt before leaning way down to get an upward short of Mitsuri with Mina peeking down at her. When Yuu leaned back, Mitsuri bounced to her feet and spun Mina back around. "Ooh! Heart hands. Wanna do heart hands? I feel like that's a cute girls staple on Instagram."

"It is!" Wrapping her wings around Mitsuri, Mina leaned her head against the blonde's and raised her right hand to meet Mitsuri's left, completing the heart shape for Yuu to photograph. "Well, if this is all I get today, it was amazing meeting you?"

Mitsuri looked down at her hands and shrugged. "I mean, I'm still here. You want to like, make out or something?"

Blushing, Mina gestured over to where her polycule was… still patiently waiting, bless their souls. "Do you maybe want to meet everyone instead?"

"Do you not want to make out?"

"Um, considering I legitimately don't know when I'll get another chance for you to meet your new girlfriends… is that really the best use of our time?"

"…you know, when you put it like that…"

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"There are… so many of you. Wow. Hi! I am… so excited to meet all of you!"

Mina grinned from her spot beside Mitsuri, her wings wrapped around the girl's shoulders. "You got in at about the halfway point. If I achieve my dream, there's going to be even more girls than there are right now."

Offering a peace sign, Ochako smiled cutely from where she was standing next to Tsuyu. "I'm an early adopter. I got in on the ground floor of this entire scheme of hers. Uraraka Ochako. Pleased to meet you."

Tsuyu croaked softly in amusement before nodding. "Asui Tsuyu. Also an early adopter. If you've been talking to Mina about us, I'm sure you've heard about my giant dick by now."

Eyes widening, Mitsuri leaned in toward Tsuyu. "I have not!" She looked both ways before lowering her voice a bit. "How big is it?"

"Well, kero. That'll teach me to assume the worst about our illustrious leader." Tsuyu shot Mina an apologetic look before turning her attention back to Mitsuri. "Just… forget I said anything."

Mitsuri shook her head vehemently. "I cannot! You can't just dangle something like that in front of someone and then expect them not to be curious." Pausing, she snickered softly. "Literally or figuratively."

Raising an eyebrow, Tsuyu glanced downward at her crotch. "It doesn't so much dangle as…"

"Hang in the air with a vaguely threatening aura?" Momo brought her hand up to her mouth, blushing faintly as the others looked over at her. "Sorry, I'm intruding on your conversation. Forgive me."

Mitsuri shot one last appraising look at Tsuyu before turning and darting toward Momo. "Oh, no, please. By all means. Intrude." Taking Momo's hand, she brought it up to her lips and kissed the knuckles. "Kanroji Mitsuri. Pleased to make your acquaintance."

Blushing a bit darker at the blonde's gesture, Momo giggled softly. "Yaoyorozu Momo. Commonly Yaomomo. Please take care of me." Her eyes swept up and down over Mitsuri before landing on on the sword that was sheathed at her hip. "Is that a Nichirin Sword?"

Mina looked from Mitsuri to Momo to Mitsuri's sword - which she hadn't really paid much attention to, to be honest - and then back up at the blonde. Eyes gleaming, Mitsuri nodded rapidly. "Or thereabouts. Obviously I couldn't get something made out of Scarlet Ore straight from Mount Yoko, but I did my best."

"So you're a Kimetsu no Yaiba fictive then?" Momo cocked her head to the side thoughtfully. "The possibility exists, of course, that the name is a coincidence and you've simply chosen to embrace it but… well, between the name, the hairstyle, the outfit, and the sword? I thought it was a reasonable assumption to make."

Mina again found herself looking back and forth between the pair uncertainly. "Okay, so, I know that she has DID but that's about it. Yaomomo, you evidently seem to know more about what's going on than I do. Which, I mean, is pretty much everything at all times always. Care to share?"

Nodding, Momo gestured to Mitsuri. "A fictive is an internalized representation - or introject - in a DID system based on a fictional character. One source that I read hypothesized that the system at the time felt the need to embody the characteristics of the fictional character and internalized them, but even today it's not exactly well understood."

Oh! Huh. Neat? The more you knew, insert shooting star GIF here. Mina turned to Mitsuri, who was worrying her lower lip with one fang. "Are you… do you want us to change the subject?"

Mitsuri looked over at Mina in surprise before rapidly shaking her head. "No, no, this is fine. I'm open about it online. I don't mind people knowing. I just… don't really have people recognize me. It's a two hundred year old manga, after all."

"I was rather obsessed with it for a six month period when I began learning how to wield weapons created by my quirk." Momo pulled up the front of her shirt, her stomach glittering as she used her other hand to pull free a similar looking katana. "I didn't properly understand that the Total Concentration Breathing techniques were primarily visualizations and so I was quite disgruntled that I couldn't manage to properly replicate the Water Surface Slash or Drop Ripple Thrust despite my best attempts."

Nodding sagely, Mitsuri rested her hand on the hilt of her own sword. "I'm passable at Love Breathing although obviously the lack of a properly whiplike Nichirin Sword holds me back." She winked playfully at Momo. "I would love to test your skills at some point."

Momo smiled brightly. "I would enjoy that." She looked down at the sword in her hand, then around at her surroundings, before hurriedly conjuring a sheath for it. "Moving on. Who else would like to introduce themselves?"

"No, please, by all means. Continue your nerdfest with the new girl." Saiko offered one of her faint smiles, clearly teasing the ravenette before offering a wave. "Intelli Saiko. If you ever want to go out for a cup of tea, I'm your girl."

Pushing up on her toes, Fuyumi waved to get Mitsuri's attention. "Hi! I'm LeTitsNow from Instagram and, uh, a bunch of coffees. My real name is Todoroki Fuyumi. I am… so excited to be meeting you."

Mitsuri smiled widely and then held one arm out from her side. "I think at this point that if anyone has earned a public display of affection, it's you. C'mere." The white-haired girl shot forward, tucking herself under Mitsuri's arm and wrapping her arms around the taller girl's waist. "Ooh, the snowflake side shave is even cuter in person. Do you have someone who helps you maintain it? Volunteering. I'm really good with a blade."

"I've generally been going to a salon but if you want to take over, I'm obviously not going to complain." Fuyumi beamed up at Mitsuri before turning back to the others. "Um, who else is there. You've met Yuu. Izumi was here before me… wave, Izumi." Izumi waved dutifully, an amused grin on her face. "Midoriya Izumi. She lives here in Musutafu with me, so if you come down here on a weekend, you may end up hanging with both of us at the same time."

"And us." From either side of Mei, Kyouka and Mitoku raised their adjacent earjacks to form a heart again. Which honestly was not getting any less cute. Kyouka nodded in greeting. "Jirou Kyouka, and this is my sister Jirou Mitoku. And in the middle, the inestimable Hatsume Mei, future CEO of Hatsume Industries."

Mei offered a lackadaisical peace sign. "You're interrupting my baby plotting time with Mitoku. Please introduce yourself faster."

Rather than be offended by Mei's bluntness, Mitsuri thankfully seemed amused, shooting the rosette a playful salute. "Can do. Um, I recognize Burnin-slash-Moe from Fuyumi's social media posts yesterday. And, um… Trash Cat?"

Enmuko let out a long suffering sigh. "Enmuko. No family name. Just Enmuko. Given that I'm how you'll be getting around on a regular basis, I'm sure that we'll be seeing a lot of each other."

"Wow, that cloud has some great tits." Mitsuri shot a grin over at Mina as the pink-skinned girl giggled because hey, she wasn't wrong. Enmuko was stacked. Furrowing her brow, Mitsuri looked around uncertainly. "I'm doing the numbers in my head and we're missing… someone? But I can't figure out who."

Bouncing energetically, Tooru waved her arms to get the blonde's attention. "I'm right here! How could you miss me?"

Mitsuri opened her mouth, paused, thought for a few more seconds, and then finally offered an answer. "I mean, you're invisible."

"You know what? Fair."

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Peering up at the billboard for a fertility clinic, Tsuyu furrowed her brow. "I wonder how much money you actually make for donating sperm?"

Momo's arm glittered and she pulled a wad of brightly colored yen notes out of her skin, offering it to Tsuyu. "I compensate competitively."

"…not what I was thinking, kero, but alright." Taking the money, Tsuyu looked around consideringly. "What are you thinking? Public bathroom? Love hotel?"

Blushing brightly, Momo ducked her head and buried it in Saiko's neck as the periwinkle-haired girl patted the top of her head. "I was… mostly attempting to make a joke. Although if Enmuko is willing to volunteer her services-"

"So the sperm dispenser gets paid and I get asked to volunteer?" Enmuko let out a disdainful sniff. "I see how it is."

"Ahem. Volunteer insofar as being willing to provide said services." Momo looked up from Saiko and batted her eyes at Enmuko. "If you would be willing to travel to Toyohashi, summon Tsuyu to you there, and then return to Mina in Makuharihongo for the evening, I would be ever so grateful."

Enmuko sighed and shook her head. "I'm your girlfriend, Momo, not some servant that you can just send on errands whenever you-" The foggy girl trailed off as Momo pulled a second, thicker wad of yen out of her arm. "Which is to say, I'm sure we can come to some sort of agreement."

Mitsuri giggled brightly from her spot between Fuyumi and Mina as they waited for the light to change. "Wow, this group is horny as fuck. As the Love Hashira, I think I'm going to like it here. What exactly is our plan for the day, though? Because if a hotel room is in the cards, I'm not saying no. I'd just like to get our cute collab content made before my makeup gets ruined."

"Well, I was slowly nudging you in the general direction of the Higashi Shizuoka Art and Skate Park. It's got a world class selection of street art for us to pose with and…" Mina looked around curiously. "Do any of you skate? I feel like there's enough of us at this point that someone has to skate."

Surprisingly, it was Mei of all people who raised her hand, looking around uncertainly. "I learned how to skateboard as part of working on a hoverboard baby. Figure it made sense to learn how to operate a board in two dimensions before trying for three. Hoverboard never, heh, took off. I've kept up with skateboarding when I can, though. Although my balance isn't what it used to be."

Yeah, the big fucking tits probably had something to do with that. Mina grinned as she looked around, but nobody else raised their hand to join Mei. Still. One person out of their polycule would be able to enjoy the location as intended. And her and Mitsuri could do photos. Hmm. What wasn't entirely fair to everyone else, was it? "Do we want to split up again, or..?"

The light changed and Tsuyu led the way across the street, the other girls trailing behind her and Momo lingering to bring up the rear with the trio that included Mina. "I feel like this is illustrating a possible weakness in our system. Which is to say, we have many varying personalities within the hoard already and that will only grow worse as we continue to expand."

"Grow worse? I think you mean get better." Untangling from Mitsuri, Mina reached out to grab Momo's hands. "First of all, while I enjoy that we're getting to spend the weekend together? We don't have to be a singular massive poly blob all the time. A free flowing group of smaller pairs and trios and whatnot is perfectly fine with me. Like… water? Is a molecule. Salt. Is a molecule. Um, complicated things. Also molecules. I'm… not entirely sure where I'm going with this, actually. I had a point but I'm not sure that I'm making it."

Lagging back a bit, Saiko decided to venture an opinion. "I feel like perhaps what you're trying to say is that there are many valid formations for polycule to take on a day to day basis and none of them are less valid because they do not constitute the entirety of our polycule?"

Mina let go of one of Momo's hands, reaching out so she could grab Saiko's hand and nod excitedly. "Yes! That! Exactly that! Like, Yaomomo. You and Mei and Saiko came to us as a prepackaged deal. And it makes sense that you'll want to spend time with them still separate from the rest of us. It doesn't make you any less a part of us just because you're only spending time with them, any more that it makes me less of a member when Yuu and I will spend time together in Chiba."

"I see. I admit that I was… concerned about how to articulate my interests. I would like to spend more time with Ochako. And obviously Tsuyu. And Moe's thighs look inviting." Leaning in, Momo lowered her voice. "I am finding myself filled with desires involving the various members of our polycule, and I wish to indulge all of them."

And that was so based. But Mina also felt a need to clarify something for the ravenette. "And while I completely understand that? You're also allowed to spend private time with Ochako that doesn't involve sex. If you want to take a trip to Kisosaki and take Ochako on a picnic? Just you and her? That's allowed too!"

Momo cocked her head to the side in an expression of adorable wonderment. "It is? I know that you've been spending time with individual polycule members but… well, you're you and I'm me."

"I'm just me too! Like, I adore that you're allowing me to live out my dragon and hoard ambitions, but we're all just girls in a polycule together." Mina cleared her throat, finally circling back around to where she'd been meaning to go when she started on this topic. "But also? We're all different and unique and that's amazing! We're going to be into different things. But there's no shame in making new connections based on what things we do have in common. Like, you're a nerd. Saiko's a nerd. And maybe we'll find a third big brain and the three of you can do big brain dates together. Or maybe we'll add the dumbest blonde you've ever met and you'll turn out to be morosexual and alternate between wanting to kiss her and wondering how she doesn't choke on her own saliva."

Momo considered that for a moment. "That sounds… both horrifying and vaguely enticing at the same time. My parents would hate this theoretical girl and feel that she was completely wrong for me. Accordingly, I find myself somewhat interested in meeting her if she does in fact exist."

Grinning brightly, Mina released Momo and Saiko's hands so that she could make peace signs next to her face. "And we already know you're at least partially morosexual because you're into me and Tooru."

"I… well…" Momo looked to Saiko for backup, the periwinkle-haired girl raising her hands in surrender as she sped up to leave the pair behind. "You're not dumb, per se, so much as… less academically oriented than myself or Saiko."

Mina waved her hand dismissively. "I am dumb and I am okay with that. But that's fine. All Might is kind of a himbo and he's the number one hero!"

There was a flash of green and then Mina stumbled backward as Izumi invaded her personal space. "Did you just call All Might stupid? I'll fight you."

"I did! And we should settle this by… mouth-to-mouth combat!"

"I still think you mean hand-to-hand combat."

"I do not!"

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Watching as Kyouka, Mitoku, and Tooru followed behind Mei like ducklings with their mother on skateboards created by Momo, Mina grinned faintly. One of the most exciting parts of having such a wide and varied polycule was the sheer number of different interests at play. Did any of them know how to skateboard before today? One. Were several of them going to leave the skate park with a new skateboard and a basic grounding in how to ride it? Yup!

Speaking of Momo, her and Mitsuri were making content together off to the side at the moment, perched on top of one of the concrete structures of the skate park as they moved through katas with their swords in perfect synch. Proving that she was the best at being literally everybody's girlfriend, Momo had ducked into the bathroom at the park and emerged in an outfit that was markedly similar to Mitsuri's. Mina assumed it was something from whatever manga Mitsuri was from? Izumi was basically operating as their drone camera, hovering in midair with her phone out as she captured their movements.

The others were spread out, exploring the street art and fixtures of the skate park and mostly doing their best to keep out of the way of the people who were actually there to enjoy the park properly. Mina looked over at where Moe was talking quietly with Enmuko as she fussed with the foggy girl's hair, and came to a decision. "Trash Cat! Do you have a second?"

"I mean, I'm sort of trapped here until Moe lets go of my hair because getting my hair pulled is not in fact my fetish." Enmuko's yellow eyes peered up at Mina curiously and then she jerked a thumb back over her shoulder. "So as long as you're fine with saying whatever you need to say in front of her? Go nuts."

Mina eyed Moe thoughtfully before deciding that if Enmuko turned out to be uncomfortable with the flow of conversation, she could end it as she saw fit. "You seemed a little… testy? With Momo. About the teleportation thing. I wanted to talk to you about that."

Sighing, Enmuko rolled her eyes. "I feel like I was rightfully testy. I'm not my father. I can't just open a portal from any one point to any other point. I am limited solely and wholly to point to point transportation where the points are me and my partners. So yeah, asking me to go to Toyohashi and yank Tsuyu back there after they're done fucking is a bit of an ask because that's, what, two hours of my life wasted on the train? Like… even if I have company, that's two hours on a train for reasons that don't particularly benefit me. I let it go when she made a point of being willing to pay me for my time, but that's still… not a great girlfriend dynamic?"

Well when she put it like that, it was really fair of Enmuko to not really be excited about what Momo was asking of her. Could… what if they sent Yuu back to Chiba and Mina took one for the team and rode with Enmuko? Wait. No. That didn't really solve the problem of people asking Enmuko to go out of her way to make their lives easier. "Hmm. I do not know what to do with that at the moment."

"I know that Yaomomo is running around using her quirk left and right for all of us, so I probably shouldn't be upset about being expected to contribute to our big lesbian commune with my god given powers…" Enmuko looked over at Momo for a few seconds before sighing. "I just feel like there's a difference between 'oh, I'm going to pop something out of my perfect pale stomach' and 'hey, Enmuko, can you take a two hour train trip to make my life easier'?"

That was also completely explicable and understandable of her. Mina's quirk contributions were going to be primarily in the form of healing off the field, and… well, she would be a shit girlfriend if she just let her girlfriend suffer when she could heal their wound. It didn't really require any effort or sacrifice on her part. Not like how they'd been using Enmuko's quirk impacted her. "Heard. So. This is your quirk. What restrictions do you want to put on it?"

Enmuko peered up at Mina uncertainly. "Just like that? I'm allowed to make that decision for all of us?"

"Just like that. Because it's your quirk. If you had another quirk? Or if you were quirkless? We'd have to live without it. So we can learn to live with whatever limits you want to make for us." Mina shrugged. "If you don't want to yank Yuu to my afterschool sessions with Miruko, for instance? Which I never asked you if you'd be okay with, and I'm now apologizing for? Then either Yuu will need to ask her agency for permission to get off early or she'll have to do without. We're not just going to take advantage of you because you're our girlfriend. That's toxic as fuck."

Was Enmuko actually capable of crying? Either way, the girl let out a soft sniffle and reached up to rub at the corner of her eye. "That really means a lot to me. I haven't really… had time to figure out this quirk thing. And I just wanted to be accepted, so I kept saying yes to everyone and then I realized that like… that can take me to places that I don't want to be awfully fast."

Mina nodded. "Also, like, what if you want to get destroyed by Tsuyu's frog schmeat and then have someone take her home while you try to remember how your legs work?"

A laugh bubbled up out of Enmuko. "I can honestly tell you that taking anyone's dick at all ever isn't on my to-do list but I appreciate the sentiment." She huffed and straightened up. "What if I want to sit on Yaomomo's face until I forget my own name?"

"Oh my god, she can do that to you. Like, for someone whose quirk doesn't enhance her tongue any, she has S-level pussy eating skills." Mina shivered faintly at the memory; she wasn't going to turn down literally any offer to have fun at this point but she especially wasn't going to say no to Momo if the girl wanted a repeat. "Speaking of which, I can't help but notice that we haven't really…"

Ducking her head as best she could with her hair fog in Moe's grip, Enmuko shrugged helplessly. "Your family is home? Like, we have never had a single moment of actual private time. What if I'm noisy? Hi, Missus Ashido, sorry I woke you up because your daughter made me cum really hard, it won't happen again?"

Uh, good point. And masturbating while living in a villain hideout probably hadn't been high on her list of priorities, meaning she presumably didn't really have the best grasp of her personal sexuality. "Let me figure that one out. Because you're super hot and I would love to do stuff with you."

Enmuko gestured to her lips. "You can start by kissing me more. Kissing all of us more, really. For a girl who loves love and is the organizer of a massive polycule, you could be doing more kissing."

Mina raised her eyebrow imperiously. "Is that a challenge?"

Smirking, Enmuko gestured to the vague vicinity of her lips. "It is."

"I see. Then let me just…" Darting forward, Mina grabbed Moe and dipped the taller girl backward before pressing her lips to the fiery-haired girl's. Moe's arms windmilled a bit at the sudden change in position, before coming to wrap around Mina's neck as she surrendered to the kiss. After a few seconds, they broke apart and Mina glanced over at Enmuko with a sly grin. "Like that?"

"Just for that? I'm going to try to kiss literally every girl in the polycule at least once before we split up to go home… except for you."

The risk she'd taken was calculated… but man, was she bad at math.

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"Can I tell you something just between you and me?"

"When I hear your voice, I know I'm finally free."

"Every single word as perfect as it can be."

"And I need you here with me."

Mina giggled and clapped her hands together excitedly as she watched Kyouka and Mitoku lean against opposite sides of a furiously blushing Mei. The group had been fairly amorphous and fluid over the course of the afternoon, girls swapping back and forth completely randomly. As they'd formed up to leave the skate park behind, though, they'd found themselves breaking back into familiar units for travel… and Mei had expressed a desire to spend her time with 'her girlfriend' Mitoku. Evidently she'd gotten a bit more than she'd bargained for, and Mina was absolutely here for it.

Strumming the ukulele that Mina was assuming Momo had provided, because who other than Steven Universe just randomly carried a ukulele around? Kyouka leaned her head back on Mei's shoulder and batted her eyelashes at the rosette. "When you lift me up, I know that I'll never fall. I can speak to you by saying nothing at all."

"Every single time, I find it harder to breathe, cuz I need you here with me." Matching her sister's position on Mei's opposite side, Mitoku grabbed the taller girl's arm and wrapped it around her waist tightly. "Every day, you're saying the words that I want you to say. There's a pain in my heart and it won't go away. Now I know I'm falling in deep, cuz I need you here with me."

As Mei continued to blush and look back and forth between the pair of twins, Kyouka's voice joined Mitoku's on the repetition of the chorus. "Every day, you're saying the words that I want you to say. There's a pain in my heart and it won't go away. Now I know I'm falling in deep, cuz I need you here with me."

Squirming, Mei turned Mitoku and pressed her lips aggressively against the violette's before turning and doing the same to Kyouka. "You guys! This is your love language, isn't it? How am I supposed to return the favor? I can't sing to save my life!" Suddenly, something occurred to her and Mei bounced excitedly in place. "Do you want me to make you some musical babies? I could make you musical babies that you could use to serenade the rest of us. Wouldn't that be awesome?"

Mitoku giggled, reaching up to wind one of her jacks around her finger. "Oh my god, could you make me a digi-gurdy? Like, an electric hurdy-gurdy? It's one of the louder instruments that I play and I would love being able to practice without the whole house having to hear it."

"I have no idea how to make a musical instrument, but I feel like it can't be that hard to learn." Mei's crosshair eyes spun and zoomed as she stared down at Mitoku's eager face. "For what you're going to be bringing to my baby making process? I feel like it would be an acceptable investment of my time."

Kyouka tapped her jacks together as she stared up at Mei from the opposite side of the rosette. "I wouldn't mind the second one off the assembly line. I'm nowhere near as good as Mitoku is, and I'm sure that can't be easy for our parents to listen to."

Nodding, Mei pressed a kiss to Kyouka's forehead. "Two digi-gurdies, coming right up!" She paused, thinking for a moment. "I should probably listen to you play one so I have an idea what I'm trying to build?"

Kyouka let out a soft chuckle at that. "Or you could go on YouTube."

Reaching across their mutual girlfriend, Mitoku gave Kyouka a playful shove. "She's offering us another chance to serenade her. Don't fuck this up for us."

"Oh. Right. Heh. Private performance, coming right up." Kyouka shot finger guns at Mei before looking around at the rest of the group and blushing faintly. "Does… does anyone else play anything? Or is it just me and Mitoku?"

Momo raised her hand eagerly. "I've been taking piano lessons for years, although I imagine that my education is focused on considerably more classical music than your tastes - and knowledge - run toward."

Bouncing in place, Tooru's hand shot into the air. "Shamisen!" At the surprised looks she received, the invisible girl lowered her hand slowly. "What? I'm allowed to have depths. When I was younger, I wanted to be a geisha because… well, makeup." Understanding noises emerged from the other girls; a geisha's full face of makeup and covering attire would have solved Tooru's biggest problem nicely. "I've kept up with the shamisen over the years even after I decided I wanted to become a hero. Although if we can figure out how to make an electric shamisen, that would be amazing because… yeesh. Those things are not cheap and my anxiety would be sky high if I ever tried to take mine out of the house."

Ochako looked around uncertainly before slowly raising her hand. "Koto?" That earned her even more surprised looks than Tooru's confession had and she rubbed the back of her head sheepishly. "One of my neighbors told me that it would make me more marriageable and, well, I wasn't averse to marrying well to help my parents live a better life?"

That was another instrument that probably wouldn't travel well, but Mina was insanely curious to hear what a duet between Tooru and Ochako would sound like. Also? With Kyouka and Mitoku's singing skills, they could probably form an interesting little neo classical idol group if the hero thing didn't work out. Maybe she should look into learning the taiko?

Shaking her head to clear it, Mina gestured to the exit to the skate park. "So, I'm thinking dinner and then karaoke? Tsuyu's buying."

Tsuyu looked up at that. "I am, kero?"

"You certainly didn't earn that money Yaomomo gave you earlier. You can share it with the rest of us." After a moment's consideration, the verdette nodded agreeably. "I mean, especially since the average sperm donation is worth around ten thousand yen… what? I looked it up."

Smirking faintly, Momo winked exaggeratedly at Tsuyu. "I factored sample volume into the compensation."

Mina thought back to how much money Momo had passed Tsuyu, considered the implications, and blushed brightly. "Oh really? Tsukkake indeed. Either way, I feel like Tsuyu can help me buy dinner for you guys tonight. And then karaoke. Any objections?"

There were not and so the polycule formed back up into sidewalk compatible groups that they'd abandoned to watch the twins serenade Mei, heading out with Mina and Mitsuri in the lead. Mitsuri grinned up at Mina as they walked. "Keeping me all to yourself, I see."

Giggling, Mina gave Mitsuri's hand a squeeze. "Actually, I had something I wanted to ask you." Mitsuri arched an eyebrow curiously. "So, you seem pretty sex positive and you're obviously an eGirl and, you know, no judgement. I would absolutely do enjo kosai for the right offer. So it's got me curious. What's your body count?"

Mitsuri peered at Mina, a quizzical expression on her face. "Body count for what?"

Sighing in exasperation at having her attempts to be subtle go unappreciated, Mina made a lewd gesture with her hands. "You know. People you've slept with?"

A loud sigh of relief escaped Mitsuri. "Oh. When you said body count, for a moment I thought that maybe you knew about what Himiko was hiding in the basement."

"…what?"

"What?"

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Mina paused in the doorway of Karaoke Ban Ban as Mitsuri went still beside her, staring off into space unblinkingly. The rosette watched in concern as her girlfriend remained motionless for several seconds, one eye twitching slightly. Then she turned and smiled up at Mina brightly. "Aww yes, I got to see you today. Fucking score."

While she had a vague idea what she might have just witnessed, Mina wasn't going to jump to conclusions and risk looking like an idiot. There was a subtle difference to the way that Mitsuri was smiling at her - a bit wider, with more fang - and there was an equally subtle difference to her tone of voice. At the same time, better safe than sorry. Mina was going to ask. "Not Mitsuri?"

Not-Mitsuri shook her head vehemently. "Not Mitsuri! One hundred percent Toga Himiko, here just in time for…" She looked around before gasping delightedly. "Are we doing karaoke? No wonder Mitsuri bailed. She can't sing for shit!"

Huh. That was an interesting possibility. Mina hadn't really considered that the different alters might have different skills. Although it did make sense. Mitsuri seemed to have different interests - and a different purpose - from Himiko and presumably… was Luna the third one? Mina was pretty sure it was Luna. Mitsuri probably had no reason to develop a singing voice. While Himiko evidently did? Although… "Ah! This is complicating! I asked Mitsuri to come to karaoke and she said yes! And she was very adamant that consent was not universal, meaning that what she agreed to didn't necessarily extend to the rest of you."

"It doesn't! Good for her for bringing that up right away. I'm proud of her." Himiko grabbed Mina's hands and bounced up and down excitedly. "You're going to have to ask us out individually. Did you ask Mitsuri out?"

"I did!"

"And did she say yes?"

"She did!"

"You should ask me out!"

"Are you going to say yes?"

"I don't know yet!" Himiko giggled and winked playfully at Mina before looking back over her shoulder and doing a double take. "Oh shit, we're holding up the line. Quick, get inside and then we can talk more."

Mina led Himiko inside, quickly pulling her off to one side so that they weren't blocking the front desk as the rest of the polycule filed in behind them. Once they were all clustered around, Mina turned Himiko to face the others and placed her hands on the blonde's shoulders. "Everyone, Mitsuri had to go for a bit. This is Himiko!"

Darting to the front, Fuyumi let out a delighted gasp. "Oh my god, it's so amazing to meet you in person! Do you actually carry the knife I bought off your wishlist with you?"

"Yuh huh!" Lifting one side of her skirt to reveal a whole lot of pale thigh, Himiko drew the switchblade from where it was tucked into a garter and flicked her wrist with practiced ease to release the blade. Holding it up to her mouth, she licked the blade slowly. "It's my absolute favorite."

Swooning, Fuyumi brought one hand up to her forehead. "Oh my god, that's even hotter in person. Shut up and take my money." Himiko giggled and tucked the knife away out of sight again before stepping forward to hug Fuyumi. Poking her over Himiko's shoulder, Fuyumi gestured to the girl's back. "I know that I have you to thank for this so I am going to buy you… so many coffees when we get home."

Mina giggled and reached out to grab one of Fuyumi's hands. "Don't count our chickens before they hatch. We still need to romance Himiko separately. Mitsuri was very firm about that. So try not to be too weird or you might scare her off."

"No feet talk. Got it." Separating from Himiko, Fuyumi gestured to herself. "So obviously you know me and Mina but do we need to do introductions again for you? How exactly does this work?"

Himiko made a peace sign and smiled brightly. "So, to make this super simple for you? We obviously do not share short-term memory; that's unique to each alter. When things cross the bridge into long-term memory, we share implicit and semantic memory, but not episodic memory. So over time I'll have a general sense of who each of you are, I won't remember what you specifically said to Mitsuri or did with Luna on December 23rd in Kyoto. That being said? I'm sort of a yandere and already stalked all of you through Mina's social media. Except for…" Furrowing her brow, she pointed at Kyouka and then Mitoku. "I don't recognize you two."

Smirking faintly, Kyouka stepped forward and offered her hand. "First of all, yandere girlfriend. Score. I've always wanted one of those." Momo let out an offended huff, and the violette looked over at her. "Oh shit, are you yandere too?" When Momo nodded firmly, Kyouka looked back and forth between her and Himiko. "Huh. How's that going to work?"

Mina grinned widely and leaned in to rest her chin on Himiko's shoulder. "There's only room for one yandere in this polycule. You should challenge her to mouth-to-mouth combat."

Raising an eyebrow, Himiko looked back at her. "Don't you mean hand-to-hand combat?"

"I do not!" Giggling, Mina pressed a kiss to Himiko's cheek before freezing. "Shit. Got a little too familiar there."

Himiko waved dismissively. "You're fine. I'm mostly making a show of resisting just to mess with you. I'm absolutely down to date you and your girlfriends. You're all amazing."

Well two could play at that game! "Just for that, I'm not asking you out until like, an hour into karaoke!" Huffing, Mina released Himiko and flounced over to the counter. "Reservation for Ashido. I remember asking for the biggest room you had?"

The attendant let out a soft snort. "I can see why. That'll be thirty thousand yen up front, although your first drinks are included."

Given that she'd convinced Tsuyu to pay for dinner with her sperm donor money, Mina was willing to cover that. Unless… looking back at Momo, she batted her eyelashes. The ravenette rolled her eyes before stepping up to the counter beside Mina. Holding out her phone, she tapped it against the contactless payment point, nodding approvingly when the device chimed. "How much per bottle to have sake delivered to our room?"

"Do you have identification?"

"No, but I have copious amounts of money."

The attendant's mouth opened and closed several times. "I've never had anyone be that blatant about trying to bribe me before." He shook his head in amusement. "That being said, I'm not really looking to get fired because a hero picked up a pile of drunk teenagers coming out of this establishment, so… if it's all the same to you, I'm going to decline."

Momo shrugged nonchalantly. "As they say, 'the joke is on you'. I can produce my own alcohol." As she pulled Mina away from the desk, she looked down at the smaller girl. "I am endeavoring to be the 'fun girlfriend'. Is it working?"

Raising her hand, Mina wobbled it from side to side. "I've never drunk before so while I'm curious, it's not really something I need to have a good time. Also, I'm not sure that underage drinking is very heroic of us."

Momo looked a bit lost. "Oh. The article I read online stated that substance abuse was a hallmark of being a 'bad girl' in Japanese society, and alcohol seemed like the safest avenue for that."

"What if we rein things in a bit?" Mina thought for a moment before snapping her fingers. "Like… maybe some skimpy outfits, a bit of casual sex, and maybe the occasional bit of truancy?"

"Skimpy outfits? Have I shown you the design that I submitted for my costume?"

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"Mami el negro esta rabioso. El quiere tu azúcar y tu no se lo das. Esa morena esta sabrosa. Y cuando tú la tocas, ella se vuelve loca."

Pausing in front of the door to one of the other karaoke booths, Mina furrowed her brow as she stared after the waitress slipping into the room to deliver food. "I can barely speak Japanese and my English is pretty meh. But that is… neither of those, right? I'm not just hearing things? Someone is doing karaoke in a foreign language?"

Saiko nodded, making her way over to push the door open a bit so they could hear the music better. "It's a Romance language of some sort, of that I am certain." At the confused looks she received from most of the group, she clarified. "Spanish, Portuguese, French, Italian, and Romanian. They're all interrelated because they're descended from Latin. I don't know any of them well enough to know for sure which language that is, though."

"Mami que será lo que quiere el negro. Yo lo que quiero es esa loca. Mami que será lo que quiere el negro. Yo lo que quiero es esa loca."

Pulling the door open, Mina peered into the karaoke booth. Technically it was invading this person's privacy… but Japan was such a homogenous country that she barely heard languages other than Japanese in day to day life. Could anyone actually blame her for being super curious about the person singing karaoke in a foreign language?

"Let's go! Hey hey, baby, give it to me. Don't play-play, she was like OK-K-K and started clapping her ass, like ay baby, ay baby, ay baby."

The singer turned out to be a girl her own age with the prettiest tanned skin that Mina had ever seen. Which took some doing, given that she was a certified Miruko simp. This girl wasn't gyaru, though, or for that matter Okinawan. She was… something else entirely, and Mina desperately wanted to find out more about her. Because she was different. And hot!

Looking over at her, the girl winked one large brown eye at Mina. "She told me that her mama's Latin, her dad Asian. Abuela está loca, abuelo Hatian. Y yo soy Mexicana and I'm impatient. So do me a favor, let's skip conversation."

The girl's hips swayed from side to side as she made her way to the edge of the stage, stumbling a bit as she ran out of slack on the microphone cord. Recovering quickly, she leaned on the edge of the monitor as her eyes swept up and down over Mina. "I just wanna taste ya ASAP. Take ya ASAP, to the room ASAP. Zoom zoom ASAP, boom boom, take that. Ooh, I like that when you fight back." Mina brought her hand up to her chest and the girl nodded before hitting the pause button on her song. "¡Hola! Mi nombre es Pony. ¿Cómo te llamas, bella dama?"

Okay so yeah, that definitely wasn't English. Or Japanese, obviously. Mina looked to Saiko for help, the girl moving up to stand beside her in the doorway. "Even my quirk can't help if I don't know a language. Google Translate, maybe?"

"I mean, how can she be getting around Japan if she can't speak Japanese? Or English?" Turning to the girl, Mina gestured emphatically. "I don't understand you. You're speaking a foreign language."

The girl cocked her head to the side as she made her way over to stand in front of Mina. "Soy mexicana. En mi opinión, estás hablando un idioma diferente al mío."

Frowning, Mina looked over Saiko uncertainly and then something dawned on her. 'Opinión' was pretty obvious. 'Idioma diferente'… different words? 'Mío' might be me. Something something opinion, something different words from her? Turning back to the grinning brunette, Mina leaned in. "Can you actually understand me? Are you just messing with me?"

"¡Culpable! Eres muy linda cuando estás confundida." Closing the distance between them, the girl took one of Mina's hands and raised it to her lips, kissing her knuckles. "Tsunotori Pony. Please, call me Pony."

Blushing faintly, Mina offered a bright smile. "I'm Toyotama! The Dragon of Chiba! But you can call me Mina!" Leaning in, she lowered her voice. "I've never met someone who speaks your language before. What is it?"

Pony grinned and stretched her arms up over her head, exposing her tanned stomach to Mina's eager eyes. "Spanish. I'm actually trylingual."

Cocking her head to one side, Saiko eyed the girl uncertainly. "I do believe you mean trilingual."

"Nope. Trylingual. I'm trying to speak three languages. I'm not doing too great at it." Pony giggled before reaching down to grab the plate of nachos that the waitress had delivered. The waitress who… was standing awkwardly in the room, since Mina and Saiko were blocking the door. Shoot! Mina darted into the room, pulling Saiko along with her to clear the doorway so the woman could leave. Pony offered the plate to Mina, who eagerly took one. Nachos were the shit. "So, what brings you here? Wait. Stupid question. Karaoke."

Mina nodded excitedly. "I'm here with my polycule to do karaoke as a date. It's actually our first date with a new girl." Looking Pony up and down, the rosette bit her lip uncertainly. She'd been given a second chance with Kyouka, but what were the odds that she'd have another chance at all ever with this cute foreign girl if she let this slip through her fingers? "There's only fifteen of us at the moment, though, if you want to join us?"

Eyes widening, Pony choked a bit on her food. Whacking herself on the chest several times to clear her windpipe, she stared at Mina in disbelief. "You have fourteen girlfriends?" Mina nodded rapidly; she did, and they were all amazing! "¡No mames! You're like a harem protagonist!"

"I tried! I did! But they all turned out to be super gay and into each other, so it turned into a polycule really fast." Giggling, Mina darted forward and took the plate of nachos from Pony, wrapping her other arm around the girl's waist. And oh my god, was that a tail? That was so cute! "Wanna see if you'd be down for being number fifteen?"

Saiko smirked faintly. "Resistance is futile. You will be assimilated."

Chuckling nervously, Pony looked back and forth between the two girls. "That's the most threatening way I've ever been romanced. Sounds like more fun than singing by myself, though, since the girl that I invited to meet me here is, uh, 'running late'." She paused, making air quotes a second time. "And I say 'running late' because she lives near here. I'm assuming she's not coming."

Mina gasped loudly at that. "You're here alone because you got stood up on a date?" Pony nodded sadly. "Well shit! Her loss is our gain! Now you definitely need to come spend the night with the Holy Hoard! We can make you forget all about her."

"You know what would help with that? Besos."

"Besos?"

"Oops, sorry. Trylingual. Kisses. Kisses would help."

"That can be arranged!"

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"Tremenda joseadora. Prendida abusadora, parisea veinticuatro horas. Quiere ser de amiguitas que dicen que son de cora. Cuidao si bailas con ella, le dicen la destructora."

From her spot next to Mina, Yuu fanned herself playfully as they watched Pony bounce around the stage enthusiastically. "You know, this is actually testing my resolve on the 'one girlfriend' thing. No offense to any of the other girls here, but… damn. I knew girls with accents were my thing-"

"Says the girl with an accent."

"-but I think it's actually foreign girls. Like, her singing to me in another language is doing things to me." Yuu turned to Mina expectantly. "We're going to date her, right?"

Mina grinned impishly. "That's the plan, yeah."

Evidently, Pony had this particular song memorized because she was able to lean over the front of the monitor toward them as she sang. "No para, te acorrala. Yo loco que entre a la disco vestida de gala. En el barrio la envidian pero ninguna la iguala. Ella sabe bien quien es el tiguere de bengala. Mucho flow, estilo, la reina del swing. Yo quiero verte de nuevo el tatuaje del delfín. Si bailas con ella te hechiza. Siempre tiene planes, ella nunca improvisa."

Tilting her head to the side, Saiko stared at the ravenette contemplatively. "I have never considered being stepped on by hooves before, but I am now. I second Yuu's assertion that foreign women are attractive. This is very enticing." Raising her phone to her mouth, she pressed the power button until her phone chimed. "Siri, download DuoLingo."

Fuyumi brought her finger up to her mouth as she let out a contemplative hum. "I don't think I have a hoof fetish? Just a foot fetish. So you're on your own there, Saiko."

"No hay nadie que se mueva como ella. La gente me dice que hasta un ciego puede verla. This girl is like 'oh my god'. Mira, mira esta chica está que quema. The baddest girl in town. The baddest girl in town…." Settling the microphone back into the stand, Pony winked one dark eye at the group. "Mexico y Musutafu. Muy fuerte."

As the Latina made her way back over to join the group on the couches that bordered the room, Mina and the others applauded enthusiastically. Within ten minutes of joining the hoard for karaoke, Pony's face had become a smeared mess of different shades of lipstick, all thoughtfully provided by Momo so that the girls could leave proof of fulfilling Pony's wish for 'besos'. Mina watched as Kyouka darted forward, adding another pair of purple lip prints to Pony's face to match the pair that Mitoku had left earlier before retreating to curl back up with Mei and Mitoku.

"So! That was awesome!" Mina patted her lap invitingly, an invitation that Pony opted to take. Wrapping one arm around the ravenette's waist, Mina reached up to brush her fingers against one of the girl's horns curiously. They weren't the same as hers, at least at a casual touch, but they were still cool. And made them horn buddies! "So. Tsunotori Pony. Call you Pony. Tell us more about you."

Pony bounced a little in place. "Well, I'm an exchange student from Mexico. I had to beat out a lot of other very qualified candidates to be here, so I'm very proud of myself."

Tooru waved an arm to get the girl's attention. "Where in Mexico are you from?"

Blinking owlishly, Pony looked over at the invisible girl. "You know about Mexico?"

"I do not!" Tooru giggled and based on the way her rings spread out, Mina was pretty sure that her girlfriend was making a peace sign. "I'm just making conversation."

"Oh! I appreciate that! Given that we're half a world away, I genuinely don't even expect most Japanese people to know where Mexico is on a map." Pony gestured to herself. "I'm from Monterrey, the capital of Nuevo León. Um, there's an accent on the O if you want to try and look it up for yourself. Beautiful city. Founded in 1596. Which I'm sure isn't impressive to you guys, but it impresses the shit out of American tourists. But yeah. I'm an exchange student. I'll be attending UA High-"

Mina jerked in surprise. "Wait, you too?!"

"-in class 1-B." Pony finished her sentence before peering down at Mina curiously. "You too? You're going to UA High too?"

Mina nodded eagerly. "A bunch of us are. It's actually faster to say who isn't: Yuu is going into her third year at Kinmu, Moe is going into her third year at Shiketsu, and Saiko is starting her second year at Seiai. Oh, and Himiko and Trash Cat aren't hero students at all. But then out of the rest of us, Mei and Mitoku are in 1-H together and then… literally all of the rest of us are in 1-A together."

Perking up, Pony clapped her hands together excitedly. "That means we can have lunch together! And probably have joint classes together now and then! And I don't have to worry about being distracted by how pretty you all are when I'm trying to learn!"

"I do believe that you will have distractions of your own to worry about even without us." Casually playing with one of Kyouka's jacks as she sat between the violette and Saiko, Momo grinned teasingly. "At least one of the recommended students for 1-B is a very pretty girl named Tokage Setsuna."

"No! That's so horrible!" At Mina's inquiring look, Pony sighed and brought her hand up to her forehead. "Soy muy gay. I am very gay."

Uh, she'd figured that one out on her own. But based. Mina jerked as Pony gave a start on top of her lap, wrapping her arms tighter around the girl's waist as Pony fished out her phone and checked it. After a few seconds, she bumped her cheek against the girl's shoulder. "Everything okay?"

Pony shot a bemused look back at Mina. "It turns out that she really was just running late. My date just got here and is wondering which room I'm in."

Um, too late, they'd already absorbed Pony into their polyblob. But since she was still several girls short of her final goal of having twenty-four girlfriends? Mina grinned excitedly. "Tell her where we are!"

Pony raised an eyebrow. "You want me to… invite my date to hang out with you guys?" When Mina nodded eagerly, she shrugged and tapped at her phone. "I mean, what's the worst that can happen? I end the night with fifteen new girlfriends instead of sixteen because she decides to leave?"

"That's the spirit!" Mina waited impatiently for a few seconds and then jerked as someone knocked on the door to their booth. "Um, I'm a little bePonied at the moment. Can someone who's not being sat on go get that?"

Reluctantly pulling away from where she was snuggled between Moe and Tsuyu, Ochako climbed to her feet and made her way over to the door. Opening it, she paused and stared for a second before promptly closing it and turning away. "Nope, that's weird. I don't have Kyouka's fetish. Or Mitoku's for that matter. Not kink shaming. Just not kink saming."

What the heck? Sliding Pony off of her lap, Mina made her way over to open the door curiously and paused at the sight that greeted her. Cocking her head to the side, she studied the girl intently for several seconds before turning and yelling back over her shoulder. "She doesn't look that much like you, Ochako."

"Yes she does!"

Eyebrows rising, the black-haired girl in the doorway brought her hand up to her chest. "Mmm?"

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"You're so cute! I can see why Pony is into you. Although I'm biased. You look kinda like my girlfriend Ochako, and I obviously think she's cute. It's sort of my thing. I'm a dragon who hoards cute girls."

Kodai Yui smiled bemusedly from her spot next to Mina, peering over at Ochako for a few seconds before returning her attention to Mina. "Mmm?"

Nodding, Mina reached out to cup Yui's cheeks. "It's the face shape. It's not as bad as Ochako says it is. You're not twins or anything. But there are similarities. It's not a bad thing. Like I said, she's cute."

Mitoku grinned mischievously and gestured to Yui. "Does she have Ochako's cheeks or just her cheeks?" She received confused looks for that and so the violette quickly clarified. "I would not be mad about having two Chakobutts around."

Ooh, that was a good question. Mina gestured for Yui to stand up, the ravenette hesitantly complying. Pony was nice enough to reach out and grab Yui by the hips, presenting her butt to Mina. And oh my god, her ass was amazing too! "New fantasy just dropped: getting my face smashed between Ochako's ass and Yui's ass."

"Mmm?!" Yui bent forward a little, pushing her butt toward Mina. "It's big?"

Mina nodded eagerly. "It is! But the fact that I'm into that is how you know I'm a trustworthy person!" Yui cocked her head to the side in confusion. "I like big butts and I cannot lie!"

A soft giggle escaped Yui and then she retook her seat next to Mina on the couch. Looking over at Pony, she hesitantly grabbed the tanned girl's hand. "Sorry I'm late. I was unpacking."

Shrugging, Pony interlaced her fingers with Yui's and gave the girl's hand a squeeze. "A little communication goes a long way, chica. 'Hey I'm running late' is totally different from just… not being here because you're running late."

"I'm sorry. I'm not much of a talker. In any form." Yui looked from Pony to Mina and back before hesitantly leaning against the rosette's side. "It turned out for the better?"

Mina looked back and forth between Pony and Yui excitedly. "Oh my god oh my god, am I getting two new girlfriends in one evening? Three once Himiko stops putting up a front and agrees to date us?"

Chuckling sheepishly, Pony rubbed the back of her head. "I genuinely do not know what to do with this situation. Like, I'm interested in you. All of you. Um, face full of lipstick is proof of that. You're all awesome. But this was supposed to be my first date with Yui. And she did show up, even if she is late. So I'd feel sort of shitty going 'sorry, I moved on because you were late, better luck next time'. Yui. Thoughts?"

"I like their energy." Yui looked around the crowded karaoke booth, doing a quick headcount before pointing at Pony. "Girlfriend fifteen?" Then she pointed at herself. "Girlfriend sixteen?"

Pony raised an eyebrow uncertainly. "Just like that? I mean, fun fact, horses are not monogamous and also form harem-like structures. But I was not expecting to go out on a first date with a girl I met online and end up in someone's polycule. That's fucking wild."

Shrugging, Yui gestured to Mina. "Mmm. I'm an introvert. You're an extrovert. It would have worked. But… you're an extrovert. She's an extrovert. You can do extrovert things with her and then kiss me when you're done. It works even better."

She… wasn't wrong? Most of the polycule had strong, outgoing personalities. Notable exceptions included Kyouka's reserved and aloof nature, Enmuko was possibly an introvert, and Saiko was a bit on the quiet side… although dirty as fuck once someone got her to open up to them. So there were possibly other introverts for Yui to pack bond with, and then a bunch of extroverts to slowly coax her out of her shell. Or if she just wanted to be the quiet girl in the background sometimes… there was a lot of background in a polycule as large as hers.

From over on the opposite side of the room, Tsuyu raised her hand to get the group's attention. "Just out of curiosity… how do you two feel about frog meat, kero?"

Pony mouthed the words 'frog meat' tentatively before shrugging. "Es muy bueno. I've had it before and I like it."

Nodding agreeably, Yui offered a thumbs up. "Mmm."

For her part, Tsuyu limited herself to a faint grin. "Nice."

Pfft. And Tsuyu had gotten on her case about… wait, no, that had been Tsuyu's entire point. If she wanted to tell people about herself, that was her decision. And Mina now respected that right and had pointedly not said anything in the last, like, five girlfriends. Six if she counted Himiko and Mitsuri as separate people. And that was character growth!

Climbing to her feet, Ochako made her way over and held out her hand to Yui. After a moment's hesitation, the ravenette reluctantly released Pony's hand and grabbed Ochako's. "So, uh, sorry about slamming the door in your face. I was just a little surprised. But since our illustrious leader seems to be down for adopting you-"

"I am but this is still a group decision!"

"Is it?" Ochako peered down at Mina uncertainly. "Like, this whole adventure has basically been Mina's harem building and we're just lucky enough to all be into each other. Do we actually, like, get veto rights or anything?"

Mina furrowed her brow, because like… this was not a turn that she'd expected the conversation to take? Or for that matter, any conversation to take? "Is that an issue? Is there someone here that someone else wants to veto? Like, polling the hoard as a whole here. Is there an issue that I'm not aware of?"

Looking around uncertainly, Ochako squirmed in place. "It's not necessarily an issue but like, it's been at the back of my mind? Like, if you decide to date someone that I am absolutely, positively not into at all ever period end of sentence… what happens then? Do I just accept that they're your partner and my metamour and get on with my life? Or… what?"

Gently sliding Pony off her lap, Mina rose to her feet and wrapped both arms and all ten wings around Ochako. "Um, absolutely not? You should not at any point feel uncomfortable in this relationship. Well, unless it involves the frog log. I feel like there's going to be at least mild discomfort there. But no. If there's issues? We're all reasonably mature almost adults here. Like, if something is going on? I feel like we should try to talk it out And if there's like, completely irreconcilable issues? Then yeah, maybe someone might need to get voted off the island. But at the same time, I feel like given that metamours is on the table for anyone at all ever, there should be a reasonable level of 'oh I'll just keep my distance' before we get to the point of veto? If that makes sense?"

Ochako nodded slowly. "It does. And sorry. This is probably tanking the mood. I'm not as bothered by Yui as I'm pretending to be. But I was sitting there thinking, like, what if I genuinely was? What then? And I just… wanted to ask."

"No, I genuinely want people to ask these sorts of things. Like, please stop acting like I'm some sort of romance dictator. We are a polycule, not a harem. We are all equals here." Pausing, Mina winked over at Himiko playfully. "Except for Mitsuri, Himiko, and presumably Luna. They obviously get three votes."

Giggling, Ochako inhaled deeply and let the breath out slowly. "Right. Okay. Will do. So…" Mina found herself dragged around a bit as Ochako twisted so that she could see Yui again. "Trying to get to know you. Bonding time. Togetherness. Fun. Do you want to do karaoke?"

Yui blinked owlishly. "Do they have any Ultraman themes?"

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"Okay! So! Who's going where?"

Standing in the main hall of the Musutafu Station, Mina leaned back and forth curiously as she checked tickets. Given that Enmuko had remained with them until the end of the night, they were all returning home the traditional way… which was perfectly fine with Mina. Enmuko absolutely had the right to skip out on stuff if she was 'socialed out' again, but at the same time she was equally entitled to stay until things broke up if that was what she was in the mood for.

Moving off to one side, Momo held up her hand and waited as others migrated toward her. Notably, Ochako and Tsuyu were headed west with her, as was Mei. Tooru, Yuu, Saiko, and Enmuko remained clustered near Mina herself. Fuyumi, Izumi, the twins, and Moe formed a third clump in the middle. And… "Himiko. Pony. Yui. Where do you live relative to here?"

Pony let out a noise of comprehension before jerking her thumb back over her shoulder in the direction of the doors they'd come in through. "I tagged along because I figured this was the big 'goodbye for now' moment. Muy romántica. I live here in Musutafu. Well. Sort of? I'm renting an apartment here in Musutafu because Monterrey to Musutafu is a bit of a commute? Yui lives here in town with me too."

"Mmm." Yui pressed the tips of her index fingers together as she looked around shyly. "Also came for the experience. I live about two blocks from where we were doing karaoke. I'm from Gotsu. Shimane Prefecture. Too far to commute. So I'm also renting."

Izumi twisted her hips, flicking out her tail to wrap around a surprised Pony's waist. She gently guided the tanned girl over to stand with her, and then gestured for Yui to join them. "This is the local residents group. We can sort out together if any of us are on the same trains home."

Bouncing energetically, Himiko looked around. "I'm from Nagoya. Which group is the the west of here group?" Momo's cluster all raised their hands again and she bounded over to join them. "Sweet. I've been meaning to talk to Yaomomo more but karaoke was sort of… not conducive to in-depth conversations? Mitsuri left a very vague mention of you guys needing a stay at home mom in our notes document. Which… what?"

"Oh, quite right. We brutally assaulted a yakuza and absconded with the kidnapped child that he had been abusing. She's currently at my house in Anjo." Himiko stared up at Momo, her jaw dropping, and the ravenette shrugged nonchalantly. "We were discussing possibly hiring a caretaker for her when we start attending high school next week, but Mitsuri mentioned that you might be interested in the position."

Himiko's mouth opened and closed several times in rapid succession. "I have… so many questions."

Grinning tolerantly, Momo held her hand out to the blonde. "I will endeavor to have equally as many answers for you."

As Himiko took Momo's hand, allowing the ravenette to reel her in and tuck her under her arm, Mina checked her watch. "As much fun as it would be for there to be like, an obscene number of kisses exchanged at this point-"

Saiko coughed, holding up a finger. "The total number of kisses that would need to be exchanged is equal to the fifteenth triangular number, which is to say fifteen plus fourteen plus thirteen et cetera and so forth. Donald Knuth coined the term 'termial' to describe the function within computing, although the existence of said function never widely caught on and to this day, most computers require you to manually enter such an equation to receive an answer. The answer in this case being-"

"One hundred and twenty!" Tooru held up her phone in one hand and made a peace sign with the other. "I have fast fingers."

One hundred and twenty wasn't as many as Mina had feared, but it was still an impractical number of kisses to exchange if they actually wanted to get home at a reasonable hour. Even at a rate of one kiss per second - which was unrealistic, because she liked to linger - that was a solid two whole minutes of kisses! "Maybe like, limit yourself to two kisses? Three tops? And then we can all head out for the night?"

As the girls tried to figure that directive out for themselves, Mina decided to sit back and wait. Especially because she was curious to see what Yuu did. After all, the blonde had let Momo leave some hickeys on her tits and had also exchanged quasi-flirtations with Tooru on at least two occasions. Would she limit herself to just Mina, or branch out a bit?

Before she could find out the answer, the rosette found herself engaged as Himiko darted back across to grab her and dip her with surprisingly powerful arms for someone as short as the blonde was. "It was great meeting you! Twice, evidently, because Mitsuri didn't fuck off on you and leave me to wake up on the train home or anything! I'm really excited to be joining your super cute polycule, and I can't wait to become one of you."

Mina smiled bemusedly, reaching up to cup Himiko's cheek. "You did it. You're in the polycule. You're one of us."

Yellow eyes darting from side to side, Himiko offered a fang filled grin. "Right. Sure. That." She leaned in a little closer. "Can you be my goodnight kiss?"

"Um, absolutely." Wrapping her arms around Himiko's neck, Mina pulled the blonde in for a kiss that quickly erupted into a spike of pain as the girl's fangs sank into her lower lip. Mina gave a start but fought down the urge to pull away. Not only had the blonde warned her that she was a biter, but she was the person in the polycule best equipped to handle being randomly chewed on. It wasn't a bad pain. Just a bit of a surprise.

When they broke apart, Himiko pulled Mina back upright before letting her tongue flick out to swipe across Mina's bleeding lower lip. "You taste delicious."

Mina grinned widely and offered a peace sign. "Not the first time I've been told that. I'm going to continue to take it as a compliment." Looking over, she found Momo staring at the two of them intently and so she nudged Himiko gently. "I have a feeling that the stare is directed at you, not me? She had a really good time with Mitsuri today. Maybe go collect another kiss from Yaomomo?"

As Himiko hurried off to obey, Yuu slunk over with a faint blush on her cheeks. "I kissed Tsuyu, before you ask." At Mina's raised eyebrow, the blonde shrugged defensively. "I'm trying to build a rapport? Like, the same thing as with Momo? I feel like my odds of being able to watch the action go up if I'm in good standing with both of the people in question?"

Hmm. Fair enough. Mina curled her wings possessively around the taller blonde and leaned into her warmth. Just because she didn't get cold as easily didn't mean she couldn't be a slut for body heat. "That's fair. I actually thought about this a bit, and I don't think we realize how lucky we are to have Yaomomo." Yuu peered down at her curiously and Mina grinned wickedly. "I don't know if there's actually a black market for sex toys for teens, but I feel like getting enough of them to satisfy these thirsty bitches would be expensive."

"Why do you put thoughts like that in my head?" Yuu shot an exasperated look at Mina. "Now I'm picturing like, me busting a guy in a trench coat full of bootleg dildos and vibrators."

Mina bit her lip. And then snickered. "Does he go free if the evidence mysteriously disappears?"

Sighing, Yuu rolled her eyes. "You're going to be the worst hero, I swear."

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"Trash Cat, Trash Cat, eating lunch with Trash Cat! Grab a sandwich, snuggle up, yum!"

Snuggling with Enmuko was always a bit awkward because her wings tended to make Mina the big spoon with smaller, same sized, and even slightly taller girls… and Enmuko was more than 'slightly' taller. Like Momo. Who Mina also snuggled awkwardly with. But Mina loved snuggles. So she made it work. She also loved sandwiches. So snuggling during lunch was fantastic.

Enmuko gestured to their respective lunches. "So, what I'm hearing is that my decision to do something a bit more western was a big hit today?"

Nodding enthusiastically, Mina held up her sandwich and stared at it worshipfully. "I love sandwiches. Especially burgers. But all sandwiches. Sandwiches are an amazing invention. Did you know that it was invented by John Montagu, the Fourth Earl of Sandwich in the seventeen hundreds?"

"I did not, no." Enmuko peered down at her sandwich for a moment, shrugged, and then took a bite. "You know so many fascinatingly useless things, Mina."

Mina raised an eyebrow. "I just managed to use it in a conversation with you. So how useless was it? Eh? Eh?"

Peering down at her, Enmuko's glowing yellow eyes did the crinkly thing that meant the girl was smiling. "I actually have a surprise for you today. Other than the obvious." Which presumably was her showing up for lunch again? Or possibly the sandwich? Or both?

Mina gasped excitedly and brought her non-sandwiching hand up to her chest. "A surprise? For me? You shouldn't have." She took a giant bite of her sandwich, chewing and swallowing quickly as she set the rest down in her lap so that she could tug at the foggy girl's sleeve. "What is it?"

There was a faint pop of displaced air and suddenly the roof was twice as occupied… and then some! "That still feels funny. But like a good funny. Not a bad funny. I don't hate it?" From her spot on Himiko's lap, Eri waved excitedly. "Pink Mom! Are you being gross today?"

Mina giggled, reaching out across Enmuko toward Eri before realizing that her lap was already occupied and reluctantly pulling back. "I am not! I am at school right now!"

"You can have the sex at school. They make videos about that." Mina opened her mouth to reply before deciding… no, she absolutely did not want to know the context of her adopted six-year-old daughter being aware of schoolgirl porn. Eri eyed the rosette suspiciously for a few more seconds before brightening again. "I learned a new trick from Mama Mama. Wanna see it?"

Mina tilted her head to the side. "First… Mama Mama?"

Nodding, Eri gestured over at where Momo was sitting on Himiko's other side. "Well, she's Mom Mom. To, uh, dis… dis…"

A soft giggle escaped Momo and she ruffled Eri's hair. "Distinguish."

"Yeah that! But I have Mom Mom and Pink Mom and Green Mom and a whole bunch of moms." Eri tilted her head back, staring up at Himiko. "But she's going to be my other main mom? So, um, Mom Mom and Mama Mama? In case some of the other Moms want to be Mamas instead? Like evidently there's two purple moms according to Mom Mom so maybe one will be Purple Mom and the other will be Purple Mama? Don't know. It's an idea I had."

Mina nodded agreeably; that actually made a whole lot of sense, especially since Himiko obviously wasn't going to be Dad nor was anyone else in their polycule. "That's so smart of you, Eri! And you said that Mama Mama taught you a new trick?" Nodding rapidly, Eri reached into her pocket and pulled out… a knife?! "Jesus Christ! Himiko, what the fuck?!"

Giggling, Himiko hugged Eri tighter against her chest. "What? It's in case the yakuza come looking for her. If anyone tries to kidnap her again or something, now she can defend herself."

Eri leaned in toward Mina, an evil little smile on her cherubic face. "The trick is to hit the release as you pull it out so you're all ready to stab someone right away."

Looking around anxiously, Mina gestured to the knife. "Can we please put that away before someone sees? I'm pretty sure there are cameras and the school is being super generous by not giving me detention for eating lunch with you. The knife is sort of pushing it."

"You're just a big pink fun ruining fun ruiner." Eri pouted but obligingly - and uncomfortably adeptly - slid the blade back into the handle and tucked her switchblade back into her pocket. "There. Better?"

Mina scowled, handing her sandwich off to Enmuko so that she could rise to her feet and circle around to shake Himiko by the shoulders. Which likewise shook Eri, causing Mina to abruptly stop and reconsider. "Why would you teach her something like that?"

Shrugging, Himiko just continued to smile cheerfully up at Mina. "What? Self-defense is important to every growing girl. Yaomomo and I talked about it this morning when I got to Anjo and officially assumed the stay at home mom position. We debated pepper spray or mace, but decided the possibility of accidents was too high."

"Higher than a knife?"

"Stabbing someone is pretty deliberate."

While technically she was not in fact wrong about that… Mina still wasn't sure how she felt about her adoptive daughter running around with a switchblade. On the other hand, she'd sort of outsourced the care and feeding of Eri to Momo - and now evidently Himiko - so did she actually get a say in the matter? She was sort of motherhood adjacent. She was just Pink Mom, not Mom Mom or Mama Mama to the girl. "Moving on, what's the actual arrangement going to be now? Stay at home mom sort of implies… staying in the home?"

Himiko waved dismissively. "We're going to take a moving van from Anjo to Nagoya tomorrow to pack up my room. My parents are thrilled. Raising me has been hard on them. If someone else wants me to be their problem? They have no complaints. Um, not sure how I'm going to balance content and streaming with motherhood. Maybe I'll shuffle my schedule so that my streaming hours are when Yaomomo is available? Or… when do six-year-olds sleep?"

When Mina, Enmuko, and Momo all shrugged uncertainly, the blonde peered down at Eri in askance. "Whenever I feel like. I didn't really have a pattern. Sleep. Eat. Play. Get exploded. Repeat."

"Hmm. I feel like we need to binge some parenting podcasts or something. Read Parenting for Dummies. Or get Saiko to read like, seventeen parenting books and then drink some tea. One of those." Mina studied Eri thoughtfully for a few seconds before snapping her fingers. "What if we get you lots of exercise and then you nap and Himiko streams while you nap?"

Eri shot Mina an annoyed look. "I'm a six-year-old, not a dog." She looked over at Momo. "I went to Google on your phone and put in 'schools near me'. What about sending me to Shonan Elementary School?" The girl stumbled a bit over the large word, but managed to sound it out and seemed very proud of herself for doing so.

Looking a bit surprised, Momo exchanged an uncertain look with Himiko. "You want to attend school? Even though we haven't figured out how to ensure that your quirk doesn't make people disappear?"

"Baby Mom offered to build me a suit so I wouldn't. I could wear the suit to school and nobody would disappear." Eri grinned viciously and made a grabbing gesture with her hands. "Unless I want them to…"

Jesus Christ.

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Given that she had left them on the roof when she went scampering back in for her second half of classes, Mina didn't know - and probably didn't want to know - how Momo, Himiko, and Eri managed to sneak out of her school. She found herself meeting a slightly disgruntled looking - and damp? - Enmuko when school let out for the day, along with… Yuu, of all people? "Yuu! Hi! Don't you have work?"

"I do!" Yuu gestured down at her hero costume before bouncing in to wrap Mina in a hug. "I managed to convince the agency to let me wrap my patrol route through this area at the time you were getting out of school. So three days a week, I can say hi and maybe grab a snack with you before moving on to the rest of the district."

Oh! That was so cool of her! Mina let out a squeal and hugged Yuu tightly before pulling back to peer over at Enmuko curiously. "What happened to you?"

Grumbling softly under her breath, Enmuko reached up to grab a handful of her cloud, twisting it and wringing it out. Small droplets of water fell onto the sidewalk beneath her. "Tsuyu happened. I teleported to her in Toyohashi, took the train up the line to Anjo, and then popped Momo, Himiko, and Eri home before using Yuu to teleport myself back here to Chiba."

Mina cocked her head to the side. "That does not explain why you're wet. That does not explain why you're wet at all."

Sighing, Enmuko continued to wring out her cloud. "Her fee for being used as a jump point was, uh, bathroom fun. I got Tsukkaked. Cum is impossible to get out of my cloud. I've showered twice now already, and I can still smell it."

Mina leaned in and sniffed softly. Considering she'd taken a Saiko splatter straight to the face, she had some idea what it smelled like and… sniff sniff. "You do smell like it! Oh my god! That's hilarious!"

"It is not hilarious." Scowling, Enmuko darted forward and rubbed herself aggressively against Mina. "Fine, you think it's funny? You smell like it."

Giggling, Mina pressed her lips to Enmuko's temple as the girl continued to rub against her like a cat on a scratching post. Which was befitting of her name. "Trash Cat, you're ridiculous but I love you."

Enmuko paused, staring up at Mina with wide yellow eyes. "You love me?"

"I do!" Mina pressed a quick kiss to Enmuko's lips before leaning back and grabbing the girl by the biceps, only to think better of things and go in for a second, longer kiss. "I do! I love all of you! Except maybe Yui and Pony and Himiko? It hasn't been long enough for me to love them yet."

Enmuko cocked her head to the side curiously. "You've barely known me for like, three and a half days at this point? Four days? Somewhere in there. And you think you love me already?"

Nodding excitedly, Mina giggled and pulled Enmuko into a tight hug again. "I do! I love easily! And deeply! I fall for people quickly and I fall hard!" Bumping her nose against Enmuko's, Mina smiled widely. "Sure, it's only been four days but it's been an awesome four days and I want four more days and the four more days after that and the four more days after those four days!"

A soft sniffle escaped from Enmuko as she reached up to rub at her eye. "That's so romantic. I can't wait for the next four days with you either."

"That makes one of us who's looking forward to the next four days." Mina and Enmuko peered over at Yuu, who rubbed the back of her head sheepishly. "We sort of… forgot to send me to work for two days. You teleported me on Friday and then dragged me all over Musutafu for two days. I didn't get fired, but I am on probation and I do not get this Wednesday and Thursday off since I, and I quote, 'felt the need to take a four day weekend'."

That… seemed very fair. And it was completely Mina's fault for getting so caught up in Yuu's presence that she didn't think about the girl's internship. Well, not completely her fault. Significantly her fault? But also obviously Yuu's fault. And possibly Momo's fault? Momo was the big brain out of all of them. Then again, Momo had been distracted by the Eri Situation, so probably just Yuu and Mina's fault. "Is there anything we can do to help? I mean, I feel like you have to walk from place to place to patrol so Enmuko isn't going to be very useful to you but like… oh, do you want us to come with you to keep being native guides?"

Enmuko coughed. "Native guide, singular. I do not know a single damn thing about Chiba except what your address is and how to program it into Maps."

Fair enough! Mina turned back to Yuu and bounced excitedly. "Do you want us to patrol with you today? We can keep showing you around! Especially if your patrol area includes the district around the school. I know where literally everything at all interesting is around here!"

Yuu considered the offer for a few seconds before nodding slowly. "Is there actually… anything in Five Chome? I think I've seen one stop light the entire time I've been over here. It's all residential."

Gesturing off in the direction of the stop light visible three blocks down, Mina shook her head. "Block Twenty, Building Eight! Bake And C! With the squiggly little American symbol for the word 'and'!" Mina whirled around and pointed in the opposite direction. "Block Eight, Building Thirty-Three! Keikarou! We have a Chinese restaurant."

"But you don't even get a konbini until Six Chome. Five Chome is lame." Yuu paused, blushed faintly, and shot an apologetic look at Mina. "No offense."

"No offense taken! Five Chome is lame! We don't even get a park, that's in Seven Chome. But we have the junior high! So I don't have far to commute!" Mina took a moment to consider her options - north or south? - before deciding that she really wanted something to drink. "Let's head up to Six Chome. It's also mostly residential, but at least you'll know where you can stop to rest and talk to shop owners. There's a FamilyMart and a 7-Eleven so you have your pick."

Yuu shook her head despondently. "I would trade everything except for you for a Seicomart. Especially the Seicomart in Minami District in Sapporo. They actually have an on-site sushi chef making rolls fresh for you when you order."

That sounded amazing! Mina grabbed Enmuko with her left hand and Yuu with her right and began leading them away from her school. "So what I'm hearing is that we need to get a Sapporo girlfriend and a Chiba girlfriend who is neither of you so we can take day trips to Hokkaido so you can show us around."

"I wonder if I'd be able to teleport that far?" Pulling out her phone, Enmuko consulted it as they walked. "Following the roads, that's around eleven hundred kilometers? Give or take? So far, the four hundred kilometers from Anjo back here to Makharihongo is the longest I've ever managed. I'm… not sure what would happen if I overextended myself, either. Do we fall out halfway there? Do we disappear into the void? I don't know and I'm slightly scared to find out."

That was a really good point. The worst that could ever happen to Mina if she misused her quirk was like, breaking a bone or two - or three or four or five if she really messed up - or possibly not healing someone correctly? She should probably work with Recovery Girl once she got to UA High to make sure that she couldn't, like, heal bones in the wrong shape or something. But… Enmuko had so many more ways that things that could go wrong. Yuu chimed in from her spot on the opposite side of Mina. "So what I'm hearing is that we should possibly try teleporting back here from a Morioka day trip and then a Imabetsu day trip before we try doing any grand adventures to Sapporo?"

"Are those places between here and Sapporo?"

"Yes."

"Then yes. Absolutely that."

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"Trash Cat, Trash Cat, cuddling with Trash Cat. Mina's got no pants on, pants are an abomination."

Sprawling out on her bed, Mina curled against Enmuko and rested her head on the foggy girl's chest, allowing her wings to stick out behind her and off the edge of the bed. "So, you and Yuu seem to be… oh, homophones. Now I know what Tsuyu was talking about. That's awkward. I need to come up with a nickname for her at some point. Anyway. You and Yuu seem to be getting along well."

Enmuko nodded, reaching up to card her fingers through Mina's fluffy hair. "We are. I'm getting along with pretty much everyone at this point. Yui being a notable exception. I just haven't had time to make inroads with her and, well, she's quiet? I'm quiet-ish? It's not the best match."

Given that Yui was evidently taking a gap week in Musutafu to get herself situated, they could possibly fix that? Pony was likewise unoccupied this week. They could like, double date or something. Was it still a double date if they were all in the same polycule? Something to post on Quora, Mina decided. "Actually, speaking of Yui, I wonder how Ochako is going to handle the commute? I don't remember where Yui's from but Mie Prefecture isn't exactly neighbors with Musutafu. That's going to be a hell of a ride. Even if she can skip one direction by asking you nicely… that's still a bunch of hours on the train."

"Good question. Probably one without a firm answer because she only found out she was accepted into UA High on Saturday. Unless her family worked really fast, I suppose?" Enmuko pondered the conundrum for a bit before ultimately shrugging. "We could ask?"

They could! Good idea, Enmuko! "Trash Cat, Trash Cat, conference call with Trash Cat." Mina whipped out her tail, snagging her phone off the nightstand and bringing it over so she could grab it. Opening Ochako's LINE contact, she initiated a video call because… she liked Ochako's face, damn it! When it connected, she twisted to bring Enmuko into view before waving excitedly. "Ochako! Hi!"

Yawning, Ochako waved lazily to the pair. "Hey guys. It's not too late so like, I'm not mad about the call or anything… but I just saw you yesterday. Did you miss me already?"

"You know who didn't miss?" Mina giggled and jerked her thumb in Enmuko's direction. "Tsuyu. Enmuko got Tsukkaked today."

Even as she blushed, Ochako nodded rapidly. "I heard about that! Did she really titfuck you in the bathroom at school? Not that I'm saying Tsuyu is lying or anything but like… she was pretty matter of fact about it and I want to gossip?"

Thanks to her nature, Enmuko wasn't able to blush but she still sounded sheepish as she rubbed the back of her head. "Yeah, she was like 'oh, what's it worth to you to be allowed to teleport to me while I'm at school?' and it was pretty clear from her tone-"

Ochako blinked at that. "You can read Tsuyu's tone?"

"What, like it's hard? No, she's subtle but I'm literally a cloud. I'm used to picking up on tiny changes in tone and body language from reading my father." Given that Enmuko very seldom talked about her father, Mina peered up at her curiously, wondering if she was going to elaborate. Unsurprisingly, she opted not to. "Anyway, she was definitely joking but I was feeling fun so I was like 'how about some post-nut clarity for that test you have next period?' and she was down for that."

Gasping, Ochako leaned in toward her phone. "I wonder if we can get away with asking for two bathroom passes at a time when we're in UA? That's… that's actually kinda hot. Like, I'd prefer to have my first time with… well, everything? Be a bit more romantic than that. But once we've taken care of that? I feel like I'd be down."

Mina raised an eyebrow at that. "Your first time with a woman was actually two women. In another woman's bedroom. While you bit a volume of yuri manga to keep quiet. What about any of that is the least bit romantic?"

Opening and closing her mouth several times, Ochako let out a despondent sigh. "And my first kiss was in front of a train station and my first make out session was on a train. Hmmph. I am not doing great at this whole romance thing. Well. Still. I do not want my first time doing anything to be in a school bathroom. Second, third, and times after that? We'll talk."

Mina giggled and jerked a thumb back over her shoulder. "I don't even have a dick and even I know that you're probably going to end up getting hot dogged in a bathroom with that attitude." Pausing, she amended her statement. "I don't have a dick… yet. I need to talk to Yaomomo about that at some point."

"Okay, so, how did the post-nut clarity offer end up with you getting cum on?" Ochako made a gesture with her hand and Mina turned the phone so that Enmuko was the focus of the camera. "Like, I obviously have very little experience here but like… what about swallowing?"

Rubbing the back of her head, Enmuko squirmed in place. "Well, she wanted to titfuck me and I thought that sounded like fun. And we got into it and she told me that she was going to cum and I just blurted out that she could cum on me and… boom. Cum in my cloud. Lots of cum in my cloud. Like, I'm slightly scared to look up how much frogs cum but I feel like that might have been a frog quirk thing because I got… drenched."

Ochako fanned herself as she stared at the screen with rapt attention. "And then what? Because, um, I'm assuming you didn't just calmly walk out of the school like that and get on a train to Anjo."

"I cleaned up as best I could in the sink. Made it to Anjo. Yaomomo created some clothes for me so I could take a shower at her house. And then I teleported back to Chiba, made an excuse to Yuu, came back here, and took another shower." Enmuko shook her head despondently. "This is what I get for letting my hormones get the better of me, I guess."

Was she kidding? The whole thing sounded awesome! They just needed to more seriously consider the hygienic and cleanliness implications before they did it again. Shaking her head to clear it, Mina turned the phone back to herself. "Curiosity satisfied? Because I called for a reason and that wasn't it." Ochako nodded sheepishly. "I wanted to know what your housing situation was going to be when you got to UA. Because I'm pretty sure you'd have the longest train ride out of any of us?"

Ochako nodded. "Two hours and thirty-six minutes if I could afford the Shinkansen. Which… I cannot. So yeah. My parents are looking at whether we can afford to rent a place for me in Musutafu. Otherwise, you might be down one classmate for the year because… yeah."

Oh no! Mina furrowed her brow in deep thought; the fulfillment of her dream of having a hoard of twenty-four girls depended on her solving this problem. "There are… what, the twins, Fuyumi, Izumi, Yui, and Pony all in Musutafu. Between the six of them, someone has to have space you can crash. Or like, what if you, Yui, and Pony pool your money and rent a slightly better place for all three of you together?"

Opening her mouth to argue, Ochako closed it with a snap. "You know what? That's… not a horrible idea."

"We should start with Izumi." Ochako raised an eyebrow and Mina shrugged. "I want to talk to Izumi tonight! So shoot me!"

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"Aww yeah, group chat. I love these. Hey, Ochako! Hey, Mina! Hey, Trash Cat!"

Enmuko let out a long suffering sigh before waving hello. "Izumi. You seem to be in good spirits today."

"I got a new quirk today!" Izumi flapped her free hand excitedly. "We communed last night after I got home from our date, and Grandma Nevan introduced me to Grandpa Kudo. He doesn't really know how he feels about me; he thinks this whole polyamory thing is a distraction that makes me soft. But when I pointed out that you guys were able to bring down Chisaki and rescue Eri without even using your quirks for the most part, he relented and gave me his blessing to use his quirk. So I have two active quirks now!"

Sitting up, Mina stared down at Izumi with a disbelieving expression. "Wait, so you just… have two completely separate quirks at the same time? Is that even possible? I thought you were going to switch or something."

Izumi shrugged uncertainly. "I managed to use it a little after school, so evidently? And technically I have three quirks: Dynasty itself, Succubus, and now Gearshift. I need your help, though."

"I mean, of course. Obviously. You're my girlfriend. I'll do anything to help you. Which is part of why we're making this call, but we can get back to that in a second." Mina looked over at Enmuko uncertainly and then back at the phone. "What can I do to help you? I don't know much about quirks other than Holy Dragon. You're the quirk nerd out of the two of us."

Izumi shook her head, biting her lip as she pondered her words. "I need… marketing? Branding? Some kind of like, image-ish help? I can't just run around being like, hi, I'm Midoriya Izumi and I have a gazillion quirks'. I need to figure out how to like, thematically unify everything I can do into facets of the same quirk. I need a theme. And a persona. And I feel like given that I'm a literal succubus, that persona should be sort of sexy or at least flirty… and so I thought of you?"

Oh! That was so sweet of her! Mina was great at being flirty and sexy, if she did say so herself. "Okay. So. What does 'Gearshift' do? It's not another heteromorphic quirk, right? You look as cute as you did yesterday. Not that more changes wouldn't be cute. You look the same as yesterday?"

Shaking her head again, Izumi held up one finger. "It's an emitter. It affects the relative speed of things that I touch. It's definitely a touch-based quirk. So I may need to loop Ochako and Yui in on this. Basically… here, watch." Taking a deep breath, she held up a rubber eraser. "Transmission! First Gear!" The eraser disappeared in a streak of blue light, and then a second later Izumi flinched as she was buffeted by the shockwave. "So… yeah. I can speed things up and slow them down and I think I can stop them but I haven't tried that yet because I don't really feel safe testing that on anything living without supervision?"

"And you need to figure out how to make that a sexy part of Succubus? Simple! You're absorbing energy through your kisses… and other things. Wink." Mina gave the camera an exaggerated wink for emphasis. "But yeah. You're absorbing energy and channeling it into objects to affect their speed. It's basically a stockpile mechanism."

Izumi nodded absently as she sent another eraser hurtling up into the atmosphere. "Okay but like… the actual usage isn't as sexy as it could be, I feel?"

From her bed in Mie, Ochako perked up. "You need to make it more fan service-y! Because you're a succubus? Right?" Izumi brightened and nodded enthusiastically. "I've been binging some really horny anime lately because, uh, reasons. Hang on, let me see if there's a GIF of this one scene on Tenor." A few seconds later, Mina's phone pinged to alert them to a new message. "Okay, so what if you Gearshift things like this?"

Mina switched to the group chat window, which was very confused by Ochako's spontaneous GIF dropping. The rosette watched as a scene from Keijo played on loop, with Kobayakawa Miku using her butt to propel a piece of chalk at Kaminashi Nozomi. "Oh my god, Ochako, you're a genius! Izumi, you need to binge Keijo immediately. Imagine if you just use keijo moves with your quirk? Just mash your breasts or butt into things and use that to trigger Gearshift?"

Mouth working soundlessly, Izumi gave a helpless shrug. "I mean, it could work? I guess I'll get on that when I get downstairs? I didn't exactly grow up wanting to be a sexy hero so this isn't something I've put tons of thought into but, well, I've got to play the hand I've been given. And I feel like being a modest succubus would be super weird of me."

"Speaking of being played with by hands…" Ochako giggled as Mina winked outrageously at the camera again. "Izumi, do you have a guest room or room for a cuddle buddy? Ochako lives far enough away that commuting to school would suck. I sort of pushed my luck moving Trash Cat in, so I can't take her. I feel like we'd be putting too many demands on Yaomomo if we asked her to house Ochako, Himiko, and Eri at the same time? Like, she has the money and the house and the spare rooms, but… she shouldn't be the sole solution to all of our problems?"

Green eyes widening, Izumi let out a gasp. "I could get a live in girlfriend already? That would be amazing! I'm a loner by necessity, not really by choice. I'm… so, so excited to be starting school with all of you next week. But no. Having a designated on site girlfriend would be amazing. I would love that. Ochako, how soon can you pack up? Do you want to move in, like, now?"

Ochako giggled and rolled onto her back, making Mina's eyes widen and her tongue flick out as the brunette's breasts threatened to escape her tank top. "I have absolutely no pants on at the moment-" Based! "-and no desire to change that. Also, I feel like I should talk to my parents? And you should talk to your mom? And your mom should talk to my parents? Your people should talk to my people?"

Pouting, Izumi nodded to concede that point. "You're probably right. Although my mom seems absolutely thrilled that I'm dating you guys? She was a little uncertain about the lack of potential for grandbabies, but then we got Eri and so she's back on the pro-hoard train at the moment."

"Wait, I need to…" Turning to Enmuko, Mina offered the girl her best puppy dog eyes. "Can we adventure after school tomorrow? Like, can you bounce around a bit between Musutafu and Makuharihongo?"

Enmuko nodded. "Because you asked first? Absolutely."

Cheering excitedly, Mina turned back to her phone. "Okay. So. Idea. We end the call. Izumi, you go downstairs and ask your mom about Ochako. Then you call Ochako and let 'your people' talk to 'her people'. Tomorrow, you come here after school and you can pick me and Yuu's brains about sexy heroine stuff. Then Enmuko can take you home by way of the Someone In Musutafu Express, summon Ochako to you, and then come back here for another night of no pants cuddles."

Izumi rubbed her chin thoughtfully. "Do you think we could squeeze in some no pants cuddles between the sexy heroine training and the going home?"

Clearing her throat, Ochako gestured to herself. "You can have no pants cuddles with me after I get to your house."

"Or… and this may be me getting greedy… I can have no pants cuddles twice."

Ooh. Good point.

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"So, uh, I appreciate everyone going along with the change of plans? Even though it means that you guys are going to need to take the train home."

Mina waved dismissively, looking around the beach curiously. Sure, it was still March but it was unseasonably warm at the moment and there was… absolutely nobody enjoying the twenty-three degree weather? That was a little weird. Turning to Izumi, the rosette raised an eyebrow. "It would have been easier if we could have talked someone into popping to Chiba to give Enmuko an anchor to return home to, but whatever. I'm always up for an adventure. What is this place?"

Spreading her arms wide, Izumi grinned proudly. "This… is Dagobah Municipal Beach Park. It used to be a giant trash dump and I single handedly cleaned the entire thing as part of my training to unlock my ability to use Dynasty. It's still pretty much ignored by the community because nobody's realized that it's clean yet, meaning it's the perfect place to mess around with our quirks and not get in trouble."

That made a lot of sense, and was something that Mina hadn't particularly considered when she made her plans the night before. Especially given how densely urban Makuharihongo was, there… really wasn't anywhere that they could easily break the law unnoticed. "Good thinking, Izumi. So. The other question that's eating at me at the moment is… who is this?"

Darting over to the unknown figure standing nearby, Izumi hugged him tightly. "This is Kacchan! Uh, Bakugou Katsuki. Definitely Bakugou to you guys. He's an old friend. When I asked him if he wanted to come train with me, his answer was an emphatic yes."

"She said one of you was an actual hero intern." Bakugou's lip curled up in a sneer as he looked over the trio of girls standing opposite him. "So far, I'm not impressed."

Rolling her eyes, Yuu raised her hand. "That would be me. The Mineyama Hero: Mount Lady, at your service."

Bakugou raised an eyebrow at that. "The giant chick who made some guy bust a nut in public?"

Before Yuu could respond, Izumi elbowed Bakugou in the side. "Really? That's how you know her? What sort of hero news sites have you been reading?"

"The ones you bookmarked on my phone. Not that I really care, but you said I should keep up on what the competition is doing." Turning away from Izumi, Bakugou jerked a thumb toward his chest. "You're looking at the next number one hero here."

Mina let out a disbelieving noise. "You and what army? Because you're going to need one to keep up with how fast my polycule is going to be putting away the villains. The Holy Hoard is going to shoot straight to number one, just you watch."

Making a noise of disgust, Bakugou shook his head. "It doesn't count as being the number one hero if you need a bunch of other people to do the work for you. That's why there's no teams in the top twenty. People respect singular strength, and I've got it."

"But Kacchan, even Endeavor has sidekicks."

"Yeah, and? First of all, it's not Endeavor and the Flaming Sidekickers at the number two spot. It's Endeavor. Everyone knows they just follow him around, riding his coattails. Second of all? All Might. He's had one sidekick in his entire time as a hero, and it was some nerd who did office work for him." Bakugou jabbed himself in the chest with his thumb again. "I'm going to be like All Might when I grow up. The undisputed number one hero. The one that every villain fears."

While she appreciated the confidence? Um, nuh uh! Mina grinned widely as she leaned in toward Bakugou. "Being able to beat villains isn't all there is to being a hero. Otherwise Endeavor would be number one. You need to save people. And make them feel safe. The Holy Hoard and I are going to save every single person in Japan, and we're going to do it with smiles! And that's why we're going to be the number one heroes! Together!"

Bakugou shook his head mulishly. "You'll try. You'll fail. Because…" He hesitated for a moment before steeling his resolved. "Because I am here!"

"Okay, first of all, you're going to need to get your own catchphrase. Otherwise, you're going to be paying off a trademark infringement lawsuit for the first few years of your hero career." Bounding forward, Mina invaded Katsuki's personal space and gave him a gentle shove backwards. "Second of all, I bet you can't even beat me!"

Eyes widening as he stumbled back, Bakugou snarled angrily. "You want to fight, Raccoon Eyes?"

Mina let out a gasp. That wasn't a cute nickname! That wasn't cute at all! "You're on!" Planting her back foot, the rosette launched herself forward and unleashed a series of powerful kicks. "Luna Rush!"

Propelling himself backward with… were his hands exploding? That was actually sort of cool! Bakugou threw himself back out of her range rather than deflect or tank the series of kicks. "You're one to talk. How fast are you going to get sued by Miruko?"

"Joke's on you, Bomberanian! Miruko knows I use her moves and she's going to personally teach me how to use them better!" Landing, Mina lunged in and then spun herself into a roundhouse kick. "That's right! I already have the eye of the number seven hero on me!"

From off to the side, Enmuko helpfully chimed in with her own two yen. "You have the eye of the number two hero on you, too." When Bakugou looked over at her in surprise, the foggy girl shrugged. "Yeah, Endeavor's daughter is in our polycule. And six other girls from the incoming class 1-A at UA High, including the other recommended student."

Red eyes widening, Bakugou looked over at Mina in disbelief. "How many damn girlfriends do you have, Raccoon Eyes? How are you going to have time to be a hero when you're juggling that many girls?"

"The same way as every other polycule out there: a shared Google calendar!" Cackling loudly at Bakugou's baffled expression, Mina made a concerted point to not yell out her attack as she unleashed a powerful punch at the blond that he caught at the cost of being pushed back a bit. "That punch could take out a one pointer! You're stronger than you look?"

Snarling, Bakugou unleashed a series of explosions that stung at Mina's skin as she dove backwards to escape them. "How strong do I look, Raccoon Eyes? Because you're looking at the strongest there is!"

Mina skidded to a stop before planting herself and inhaling deeply. "Prove it! Holy Flame!"

A spiraling torrent of golden flames erupted from Mina's mouth, crossing the distance between herself and her opponent. While his explosions made him agile, Bakugou wasn't fast enough to avoid the attack and it washed over his body. He patted at himself frantically for a few seconds before slowing his actions and staring down at himself quizzically. "You have fire… that doesn't burn someone? What the hell kind of quirk is that?"

Mina pouted; she'd gotten spoiled by her quirk working on the robots at the entrance exam and totally forgotten that using it wasn't really a combat-worthy move in most cases. Or was it? "If you were evil? That would have been a one hit KO for me."

"Yeah, but…" Bakugou gestured down at himself. "I'm not. So it wasn't. What are you going to do now?"

Hmm. Good question. Mina looked over at Izumi uncertainly. "Question. Can I choke your boyfriend with my thighs, or would that be weird?"

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"Can I choke your boyfriend with my thighs, or would that be weird?"

Izumi let out a sputter. "My boyfriend? What?"

Turning to the verdette, Mina gestured back and forth between her and Bakugou. "You were hugging him? And you have a cutesy nickname for him? I figured we were going to be having the 'looky but no touchy' metamour discussion with him after we got done sparring."

"No! He's my childhood friend!" Izumi slouched a bit, shooting a reproachful look over at Bakugou. "We… sort of grew apart in the middle but when Dynasty manifested, we started talking again and so we're sort of in a rediscovering and reconnecting phase? I know how seriously he takes being a hero, so I felt like this would be a good bonding exercise for us."

Reading between the lines, Mina narrowed her eyes. Izumi had spoken repeatedly about being treated poorly when people thought she was quirkless. Bakugou was probably one of the people who had treated her badly in the past. But now he was fine with her because she had a quirk - a powerful quirk - and therefore worth? That was all sorts of fucked up. "Okay. Phew. Because let me tell you, with his attitude? And that little bit of backstory? He may be good for your hole, but he'd be bad for your soul."

Izumi let out a loud squawk and blushed a dark shade of green as she brought her hands up to her face. "No! Oh my god, no! He's like my big brother! I would never!" The verdette peeked between her fingers at Mina. "Although, as long as we're on that sort of subject, I feel like if anyone here is going to get Luna Tijeras'd, I should get to go to the front of the line? Girlfriend privilege and all?"

After shooting a wary look over at Bakugou - who was observing their interaction with a sort of horrified fascination - Mina made her way over to curl her left wings around Izumi's shoulder. "While on one level, that's extremely valid of you, I feel like we should probably take it down a notch? Like, a desire to get your head crushed between a girl's thighs is relatable. A desire to get your head torn off by a girl's thighs? That's like, a nine and I need you to be a six."

"Heh. Six and nine. Wink." Izumi snuggled into Mina's side and peered down at the slightly shorter girl. "Weren't you supposed to be fighting Kacchan?"

Mina waved dismissively at the blond. "He'll be there when I'm done. Unless… we're going to be a hero team, right?" Izumi nodded hesitantly and Mina reached down to slap the verdette on the ass. "Get in there, champ!"

Stumbling forward a step, Izumi looked back at Mina uncertainly. "You mean… fight Kacchan?" She looked at the still uncertain looking boy before steeling herself. "I have a quirk now. I can absolutely fight Kacchan." Raising her hands, Izumi threw a few punches at the air before furrowing her brow in concentration. "I can do this! Wait! I can try out my first ultimate move on him! Butt! Cannon!" Using one beat of her wings to launch herself toward her opponent, Izumi completed a rotation and a half before slamming her ass into Bakugou's chest. There was a flash of blue light and then the blond let out a startled squawk as he went rocketing backward, tumbling head over heels across the beach. "Mina! Mina! Did you see that?"

Bounding over to her girlfriend, Mina grabbed Izumi by the hands and bounced up and down excited. "I told you that Keijo would be perfect for you! That was amazing! What other moves can you do?"

As Bakugou climbed back to his feet with a conflicted expression on his face, Izumi pulled her hands out of Mina's and made a peace sign. "Okay, okay, watch this." Rushing toward Bakugou as he popped off a few explosions and propelled himself toward her, Izumi abruptly leaned forward, bringing her leg up like she was going to do a scorpion kick. Instead of connecting with her foot, though… "Scorpion Butt Shot!" This time, her ass slammed into Bakugou's middle and there was another flash of blue that sent Bakugou tumbling away again, this time more violently than the first. Popping back upright, Izumi wiped her brow. "Um, I think I need to top up after that. Putting that much energy into Gearshift drains me really bad."

"Does that mean I get kisses? I feel like that means I get kisses." Mina giggled excitedly before making a beckoning motion at Izumi. "There's only three of us here, but I feel like we can provide a satisfactory amount of kisses."

Mina edged her way back over to where Enmuko and Yuu were standing, and Izumi in turn made her way across the sand to her three… well, two girlfriends and Yuu before wringing her hands uncertainly. "Actually, I wanted to ask you guys something. Like, on both a general morality level but also a girlfriend level. Would it be okay to have a kiss-based ultimate move? Like, I basically drain the energy generated by sexual attraction. The more attracted you are to me, the more I can take from you. And I feel like I'm pretty cute? So like… what are the odds that my villains won't be attracted to me?"

Tapping her finger against her chin, Mina considered the matter. On one hand? She liked watching her girlfriends kiss cute girls. But odds were that most of the villains they fought would not be girls, much less cute ones. And then there was the matter of consent? Was like, non-consensually kissing someone as part of fighting crime acceptable? Like, heroism was pretty much a giant example of fuck around and find out. Was getting kissed involuntarily as part of receiving an ass beating really… that bad?

Mina turned to Yuu for help, and the blonde shrugged uncertainly. "Technically, not my girlfriend, not my problem. That being said, if it was you? I wouldn't have a problem with it. Firstly since it would be sort of hypocritical for me to have a problem with anyone sexualizing themselves as part of their heroic persona. I mean, I'm gonna try to make that a part of my image. But also like… it's basically like dating a JAV actress, you know? She's not kissing people for funsies. She's kissing people for work."

Well when she put it like that, it seemed a lot more reasonable. And so Mina turned back to Izumi and nodded decisively. "What are you going to call your new ultimate move, girlfriend of mine?"

"I, um… shoot. I didn't get that far when I was thinking about this." Bakugou had long since struggled back to his feet and made his way back over, lingering a few feet away as if he wasn't certain whether or not they were still sparring. Bouncing over to him, Izumi grabbed his head in both hands. "Um… shoot. Shoot! Succ You Dry!"

And then she kissed him. Bakugou put up a bit of a struggle, as was to be expected for someone being kissed unexpectedly, but then he… sorta seemed to go along with it? Mina furrowed her brow. Maybe they did need to have that metamour talk after all? When they broke apart, Bakugou stood there staring at Izumi stupidly for a few seconds before snarling and raising his hands between them, lighting off an explosion that sent her falling back onto her ass on the sand. "What the fuck kind of ultimate move is that?"

Izumi stared up at his in disbelief. "You're actually attracted to me. And not like, a little either. You're attracted to me a lot!"

Snarling, Bakugou turned and darted away across the beach. "Fuck this shit!"

As explosions erupted from his hands and the blonde flew off into the night, Izumi stretched out her hand after him. "Wait! I have… so many questions!"

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"I just want to thank you for the cuddles. You didn't have to, but you did. And I appreciate them."

Grinning bemusedly, Yuu ran her fingers through Izumi's fluffy hair. "After the day you've had? I feel like you've earned them."

After Bakugou's abrupt departure, the quartet had made a pit stop at the nearby Lawsons to grab some ice cream before retreating to Izumi's apartment. Mina had finally gotten to meet Midoriya Inko, and she was absolutely the cutest thing ever! The short woman had fawned over her, Yuu, and Enmuko for several minutes before shooing them off toward Izumi's room… with an admonition to keep the door open.

Now they were demolishing their respective cups of ice cream as Izumi lay sprawled across Mina and Yuu's laps, with Enmuko perched on the verdette's desk chair as she enjoyed her own treat. Mina gave Izumi's ass a gentle pat, and then a slightly harder one as she watched the girl's cheek jiggle under her hand. "Do we want to have the metamour talk now? Since evidently he's attracted to you?"

Peering up at Mina, Izumi considered the question for a few seconds before ultimately shaking her head. "I don't think so? I wasn't excited about it, more like… surprised? If Kacchan has been interested in me all this time, then why was he so awful to me all these years? Were all the years of him being shitty to me supposed to be him pulling my metaphorical pigtails or something?"

"I mean, playing devil's advocate here… maybe he wasn't into you?" Enmuko twirled her spoon in the air before using it to gesture to himself. "If he treated you badly before you had a powerful quirk, that's pretty much just quirkism. If he's quirkist, he might be one of those quirkists." At the girls' confused looks, she sighed. "There are some quirk supremacist types with definite heteromorph fetishes because we're the truest expression of quirks. We're so quirked, we even look different."

Izumi furrowed her brow. "So you think he might not be into me-me, he might just be into Succubus-me? That's… hmm. I mean, Succubus-me has a bunch more boob and butt, so it could go either way? Like, he could just like me better with the extra cups."

Good point. Mina couldn't really contribute meaningfully on that front; she'd known pre-Succubus Izumi for a matter of minutes and most of those minutes had been focused on saving and then healing her. Izumi had… seemed pretty cute from the get go, though? Like, what few memories she had of the girl, she would have dated her? So maybe Bakugou was that level of quirkist?

…or just a boob man.

Hmm.

Shrugging, Mina offered Izumi a spoonful of Melty Strawberry Chocolate ice cream that the verdette eagerly accepted. "I mean, if you're not interested, does it really matter? I'm sure it'll affect your interactions going forward - especially now that he knows you know - but like… can we just friend zone this guy and move on with our lives?"

"If the friend zone exists, is there similarly like… a fuck zone?" Yuu blushed faintly as all eyes turned to her. "Well, the friend zone is where guys end up when they're interested in dating you but you're not interested in dating them, right? Well, to borrow Mina's quip from earlier, what if you want all pole and no soul? Like, they'd be fun to fuck but their personality is trash? Is the fuck zone a thing?"

Mina let out a gasp and then giggled, reaching down and jiggling Izumi's butt cheek again. "You should fuck zone Bakugou. Drain that man and run."

Blushing dark green again, Izumi shook her head. "I am absolutely not having sex with my childhood friend for quirk purposes." Blinking, she peered up at Mina curiously. "Why are you not opposed to this, by the way? Aren't you a lesbian?"

"Yes, but I'm not one of those lesbians." Mina poked Izumi's nose with her spoon. "You are in fact pansexual and that is valid and I accept that part of you. Like we talked about before, if you want to have a partner or partners of the male persuasion, you are completely allowed to as long as they accept the boundaries that the rest of us will very firmly have in place. So if you decided you wanted to make a habit of using your quirk on Bakugou? Or, uh, draining him more extensively? Literally? Biblically? I would support you."

Lifting a spoonful of Matcha Brownie ice cream to her lips, Izumi paused with the spoon hovering just shy of her mouth. "I mean, I'm not going to lie, making him make me stronger was sort of hot. Like suddenly I understand Midnight so much better. I think… am I a dom? Or maybe a switch? Are you allowed to be awkward and a dom? Asking for… reasons."

Mina cocked her head to the side. Did they actually have any doms in this giant polyblob of theirs? She was firmly a switch; she was down for whatever. Tsuyu kind of had dom energy? Then again, she'd enjoyed getting manhandled by Momo, so maybe not. Other than that? Mei seemed to be willing, but not necessarily thrilled to take on the role. Possibly Pony? Maybe Himiko? But she didn't know either of them well enough to say conclusively at this point. "I mean, it may not be the dom we want, but if it's the dom we have…"

A soft, thoughtful noise escaped Enmuko from across the room and Mina peered over at her curiously. "Sorry, just realizing that I have no idea what I am. Separating my willingness to contribute to the polycule through my quirk from the equation, I don't necessarily see myself as a servile person? So I haven't had the experience to test this theory, but I may be dominant? If given a chance?"

"I mean…" Mina gestured to the bed before winking at Enmuko. "Do you want to be given a chance?"

Squawking, Izumi lashed out with her tail and slapped Mina in the stomach, making the rosette grunt. "My mom is… right out there. And Yuu's here. There will be no chance giving tonight, missy."

Yuu cleared her throat. "Actually, I like to watch so if Mina does want to give Enmuko a chance, I'd be down for that."

Izumi opened her mouth, closed it, and then made an uncertain noise. "Not saying that I'm down for this. But if I was. Question. Would that make my desk chair the cuck chair?"

"Excuse you. I am not a cuckold. I am a voyeur. There is a huge difference." Izumi peered up at the blonde curiously and Yuu faltered. "I am not personally aware of what those differences are. But I'm sure they are many and varied."

Mina pointed her spoon at Yuu. "Point of order. Would you be a cuckold or a cuckquean? Because you're watching your girlfriend have sex. But you are a girl."

Shrugging helplessly, Yuu smacked her spoon against Mina's. "Neither because I am not. I am just a voyeur. That is my story and I am sticking to it."

From across the room, Enmuko threw in her two yen as she peered down at her phone. "A voyeur is someone who likes watching someone else have sex. A cuckold is someone who enjoys watching their partner have sex with others but specifically as a means to degrade or humiliate them. Given that you want to watch Tsuyu and Yaomomo as opposed to specifically just Mina, I feel like you're probably a voyeur at the end of the day."

Huh. The more you know.

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"You know, I think I'm spoiled having a teleporting girlfriend. Even the Shinkansen is for chumps when you can just pop between two points."

Giggling, Tooru wrapped her arms around Mina's neck and pressed her lips to the rosette's. "We get an entire two extra hours together because of her! And…" Pulling away, Tooru darted over to their companion for the evening and pressed an excited kiss to her lips as well. "You were able to come at all! Which wouldn't have really worked out if we didn't have Enmuko! And I'm really glad you're here!"

The currently Tooru-shaped Himiko smiled brightly at her doppelgänger. "I told you that I couldn't wait to become one of you! This is literally my dream come true. Seriously, if this is how you want to have dates with me, I will drop anything any time to come see you. This is… amazing."

Given that Tooru and Himiko seemed to have similar levels of energy, the wide smile and bright eyes didn't seem too out of place on Himiko's borrowed countenance. And wow, they really needed to figure out Tooru's quirk and fast, because she was a total babe! Iridescent hair, iridescent eyes… if she hadn't been completely secure in her very pink looks, Mina would have been jealous of how unique and colorful her girlfriend was. "Wait. Question." Mina turned to Tooru and gestured to her wrists. "What would happen if someone put quirk suppressing cuffs on you?"

Tooru shrugged uncertainly. "Seeing as how I've never been arrested for villainy, I have absolutely no idea. Where did that come from?"

Returning the shrug with one of her own, Mina gestured vaguely with one hand. "Sorry, just thought that if Himiko is Tooru With The Quirk Off, maybe Mei could build you some sort of cute quirk suppressing baby to wear. At least until we manage to figure out how to get your quirk to turn off at will."

Tooru made an intrigued noise at that. "If I haven't told you that I talked to Mei by this time tomorrow, remind me to talk to Mei." Turning her attention back to Himiko, Tooru gestured to herself. "Himiko, have you ever turned into a heteromorph before? Am I a heteromorph? Or am I an emitter that's stuck in the on position?"

"Other than like, the quirk counselor when I was four? I've never turned into anyone at all ever before!" Himiko nibbled on her lower lip for a moment and then frowned, going crosseyed as she stared down at her mouth. "Wow. That feels weird with no fangs." She stared for a few seconds longer before shaking her head to refocus her thoughts. "But no. I feel like we can probably figure this out by process of elimination, though. If I bite Mina or Izumi or Enmuko and don't transform, then you may be a heteromorph. If I bite them and I do turn all the way into them, then you're an emitter and I'm just not copying your quirk."

Before Tooru could respond, Mina interrupted. "So wait, what do you mean if you bite me and don't transform? Would you just not be able to use my blood at all? Or-"

Himiko shot finger guns at Mina. "Ever wonder what you'd look like if you were a normal girl? We might be able to find out. I have no idea how my quirk works with mutations, vestigial or expressed. I barely have any idea how my quirk works period. So yeah. There's even odds that if I bit you, I'd turn into a normal shaped, decidedly not a dragon girl. Possibly with pink skin and hair. Possibly with a more conventional skin tone and hair color. Won't know until we try."

Huh. What an interesting thought. Given that she'd been born this way, Mina obviously had no idea what a 'more conventional' her would look like… but now she was kind of curious. Would she be a pink normal girl? A normal normal girl? What was even normal in this day and age? "Kinda tempted to let you drink from me after dinner. Kinda don't want to spoil Tooru's big night out."

"Which is very polite of you. I'm sure Tooru appreciates that. And so do these clothes, because…" Trailing off, Himiko gestured from her chest to Mina's and back. "Cahuengas."

Yeah, her boobs were awesome, weren't they? Although Tooru's weren't bad either. Mina giggled and nodded before grabbing Himiko and pulling her in against her side. Raising her phone into the air, she took a selfie of the two of them and then another as she pressed a kiss to Himiko's cheek. "Okay so Tooru, you're absolutely in charge of this entire thing. This is your fantasy come to life. What do you want to do?"

Tooru bounced up and down excitedly. "Skytree! Skytree! And then… wait, do I want to buy Himiko something cute to wear before or after the Skytree? Okay. So. Shopping and then the Skytree. And maybe aquarium? Why don't we just hit Tokyo Solamachi and do all the things?"

Considering Solamachi had like, four floors filled with restaurants? And all sorts of stores they could find a cute outfit for Himiko in? And an aquarium with penguins to top it all off? "That sounds like an amazing idea. We can hit the stores. Hit the aquarium. Hit the Tembo Deck and the Tembo Galleria. Take so many pictures that your phone asks you to upgrade your iCloud storage. And then hit the restaurants, eat dinner, and then we all warp home. Except for Tooru. Unless… Tooru. Sleepover?"

"Um, yes. Absolutely." Bounding forward, Tooru gestured for the others to follow her. "This is a great plan so let's get to it! Himiko! Would you let me buy you something from Coco Deal? Like, I know that you're an eGirl and everything and so getting random presents is a common thing for you but like…"

A thoughtful look on her face, Himiko closed the distance between them and looped her arm through Tooru's. "Random presents from random nobodies is one thing. Actual meaningful presents from my girlfriends is something else entirely. Do you have that kind of money? Like, Coco Deal is fifteen thousand yen for a dress. Could you maybe buy it and I wear it today and then you go home with it? I'd feel more okay about that."

Tooru nodded agreeably. "That was actually my first thought, but I didn't want to make things weird? Like hey, have a gift, wait it's not a gift, it's actually mine. That seemed really selfish of me. If you're okay with that-"

"Tooru, sweetie, I am literally turned into you for your personal gratification. I am not going to mind modeling stuff you buy for yourself when I'm literally modeling you for you."

"-okay, that's a very fair point." Tooru leaned in to give Himiko a peck on the cheek, and then paused with her lips brushing against the girl's skin. "Is this weird of me? Did I just make things weird?"

Mina raised an eyebrow. "Tooru, you're dating literal twins who kiss each other. None of us are going to judge you for showing affection to Himiko while she's transformed into you." Would anyone else? The rosette glanced around at the crowd that was flowing smoothly around them, hunting for anyone who seemed to be watching them. There were none. As there shouldn't be. "Not gonna lie, absolutely going to kiss Himiko when she looks like me."

"What about doing other things with me while I look like you?"

Um, yes!

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Staring down at the display of Magellanic penguins - in what the guide had helpfully informed her was the largest indoor pool in all of Japan - Mina rubbed her chin thoughtfully. "What if I fly in there, grab a penguin under each arm, and then Enmuko teleports me away to safety?"

An exasperated sigh escaped from Tooru and then the invisible girl turned to stare at Mina, her hands on her hips. "First of all, why two penguins?"

Mina gestured down at the exhibit, where the penguins were tightly clustered into groups dotting the artificial landscape. Except for one lone penguin who was standing near a cardboard cutout of a anthro penguin girl of some sort? The penguin had a waifu! How cute! "Duhh, they're clearly social creatures. I can't just steal one penguin. He would need a friend. Or a 'friend'. Wink."

"Okay, so then second question…" Tooru looked back and forth between Mina and the penguin exhibit. "You barely have enough room for Enmuko. I have no idea where I'm going to sleep tonight when I stay over. Where would you keep two penguins?"

Mina rolled her eyes before waving dismissively. "Yaomomo's house, obviously. Next question, please."

"Did you know that there are between seventeen and twenty species of penguins currently extant in the wild? Scientists are still debating over whether the white-flippered penguin is its own species or a subspecies of the fairy penguin, while the status of several species in the genus Eudyptes are also hotly contested." Pausing, Himiko looked down at herself and her eyes widened. "Oh. Oh my. What is this?"

Looking over at her girlfriend in concern, Mina reached out to grab one of the shapeshifter's hands. "Himiko, are you okay?"

Himiko shook her head. "First of all, not Himiko. Second of all… not Himiko? Someone finally let her use her quirk on them?"

From Mina's other side, Tooru waved excitedly. "I did! It turns out that either she can't transform into mutants or just can't use quirks? One way or another, I'm invisible and you're not!"

"Hmm. Fascinating." Not-Himiko stared down at her and Mina's hands for a moment before letting her eyes drift along the rosette's arm and then up to her face. "You're very pink."

Mina grinned widely. "I am! Ashido Mina, pleasure to meet you. I also respond to Toyotama, the Dragon of Chiba… or I would if anyone was willing to call me that. Which so far… nobody has. But I'm holding out hope!"

Cocking her head to the side, Not-Himiko eyed Mina curiously. "Would you like me to call you Toyotama, then? I can if that's your preference."

An excited gasp escaped Mina. Was it wrong to have a favorite alter? Because she was pretty sure that this alter was going to be her absolute favorite part of Himiko's system. "That would be… amazing. I would love it. Yes. Call me Toyotama." Tooru let out a groan of dismay at that, but Mina pressed onward. She would not be denied, no matter what her lovely girlfriend thought about the matter. "So, I am Toyotama. You must be Luna."

Sliding her hands out of Mina's, Not-Himiko grabbed the hem of the very cute white dress that Tooru had bought her and offered a curtsy in response. "Lovegood Luna, at your service." Releasing her dress, she straightened up and reached up toward her hair only to make a confused noise. "Not the buns today? Oh. Right. I have someone else's hair entirely at the moment. Thank Merlin. I abhor those buns of hers."

"Oh? What do you prefer your hair to look like?" Mina moved to stand behind Luna, reaching up to run her fingers through the girl's hair. "Tooru's hair is only a little past her shoulders, but if you have a certain style that you like, we can try our best?"

Luna reached up to run her fingers through her hair, pausing as they brushed against Mina's digits and letting her hands drop back to her sides. "I actually prefer my hair loose. Sometimes I'll do a small braid or two as an accent, but I just tend to let my hair flow."

Leaning in, Tooru grabbed Luna by the hands. "Well then you're in luck because my hair looks great down! But are you okay with being me? We put Himiko's clothes in her bag before she turned into me in the train station bathroom, and then we have the first set of clothes that I brought for her in my bag. So you could turn all the way back into yourself if you wanted, or if you don't like what you're wearing, there's at least one alternative." Pausing, Tooru looked down at herself. "Or two, I guess?"

A soft chuckle escaped Luna. "You're very kind. This outfit is lovely, however. I will quite cheerfully wear it until I turn back or until I recede, whichever happens first." Looking back over her shoulder at Mina as the rosette continued to play with her hair, she raised an eyebrow. "What exactly are our plans for the evening, might I ask?"

Tooru bounced up and down excitedly, squeezing Luna's hands. "Have you ever been to the Tokyo Skytree?" When the shapeshifter shook her head, Tooru nodded upward. "We're in the Sumida Aquarium at Tokyo Solamachi right now. After this, we were going to head up to the tower and take a bunch of pictures. Although… you mentioned turning back. Do we have an idea how much time you have left as me? Do we need to hurry? I was just figuring Himiko could bite me more if need be, but…"

"Not Himiko. I don't actually properly know how her quirk works. I mainly represent her lost sense of whimsy and free spiritedness that her parents beat out of her over the years." Gasping softly, Luna pulled one hand out of Tooru's so she could bring it up to her mouth. "I apologize. That is neither polite conversation, nor my secret to share. Suffice to say, though, that if Himiko's quirk wears off, I won't be able to renew it. And so if she isn't fronting by then, we may have a complication on our hands."

Exchanging a look with Tooru - or as best she could given that her girlfriend was invisible -Mina let her hands drop to Luna's hips, giving them a quick squeeze before pulling away. "In that case? They allow readmission to the aquarium. We should absolutely hit the Skytree now and then come back after that if we still have time. Besides, Tooru, be honest. How many pictures do you really need of Luna standing with me near fish tanks?"

Tooru released Luna's other hand, pulling out her phone and holding it up. "Joke's on you, I need all of the pictures of Luna-Me everywhere always!" She took a picture of Luna and Mina for emphasis before tucking her phone back into her pocket. "But we've got to be coming up on sunset, so I'm definitely onboard with the Skytree now plan. Luna, what do you know about the Skytree?"

"Hmm. Good question. Not much, I'm afraid." As Tooru turned and began leading them out of the aquarium, Luna wracked her brain. "I know that it's six hundred and thirty-four meters tall, which greatly exceeds the tallest building that I've been in previously. The Shard is only three hundred and ten meters tall. Well, three hundred and nine point six. Same difference, really."

Furrowing her brow as they walked, Mina glanced over at Luna. "I've never heard of a building called The Shard. Where is it?"

Luna waved airily. "It's quite understandable that you've never heard of it. The Shard is located in London."

"You've been to London?"

"…after a fashion, yes."

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"Oh my. I dare say this is the highest in the air that I've ever been. Muggles continue to impress me."

Mina grinned over at Luna, watching as the shapeshifter pressed her face against one of the many windows of the Tembo Galleria. "That's got me curious. How high in the air have you been?"

Looking over at her, Luna offered an airy smile. "Unconfined? Not terribly. A few dozen meters at most. In a building? Two hundred and forty-four meters. The View from The Shard. Although that observation desk does have an advantage over the Skytree's insofar as that it is open air."

"Okay, so, how exactly does this work?" Mina grabbed Luna by one hand, Tooru taking the other as they slowly continued up the winding walkway toward the four hundred and fiftieth floor. "Because I feel especially if Himiko's former home life was, uh, not great? The odds of them taking you on international vacations are slim."

Luna hummed softly, swinging her arms back and forth as the trio walked. "Being a fictive is complicated."

Turning, Tooru began walking sideways so that it was abundantly clear that she was looking directly at Luna as they talked. "So you're a fictive? With what? I haven't had much time to look up the series that Mitsuri is from but I can add yours to the list."

"Harry Potter." Luna grinned nostalgically. "Himiko has eclectic tastes. Lots and lots of vampire media, for obvious reasons. I'm honestly not sure where Kimetsu no Yaiba came from. Mitsuri actually predates me. But yes. Himiko indulged in lots of horror and fantasy and so I'm an outgrowth of that."

Mina racked her brain for a moment and then scrunched up her nose in disgust. "Harry Potter? Isn't that the wizard boy book series written by a woman whose career and public standing pretty much cratered after she became a notorious transphobe?"

A soft laugh escaped Luna. "I said Himiko's taste was eclectic, mind you, not necessarily good." As they reached the top floor of the tower - or at least as far up as regular people were allowed to go, Luna made her way over to stand near one of the tall windows that looked out over Tokyo. "As I was saying, being a fictive is complicated. How much do you know about DID and alters?"

Mina shot a finger gun at Luna with her free hand. "I know that you have it and you are one?"

"Fair enough, really. It's a deeply individual disorder; we're in a support group and no two of the people there are quite the same." Pulling her hands free of Tooru and Mina's grips, Luna turned and leaned back against the glass. "So let me just start off by saying that all of what I'm about to tell you is my… well, our experiences with DID and that other peoples' DID experiences may be very different. Understood?"

With her hands free, Mina was able to offer a proper set of finger guns this time. "Absolutely. And to be honest, I'm not going to be like, going around hunting down DID people to talk to them so all that really matters to me is how it affects you."

Luna nodded in acknowledgement of that point. "Fair enough. So. Fictives. Fictives are a subset of introjects. Introjects are when a person with DID unconsciously absorbs qualities or aspects of an external reality into themselves. In more mundane cases, introjects can be an abuser, a family member, a friend, or anyone else who makes a significant impression on the person. There are some… rather notorious cases where cults brutally abused youths to try and forcibly manifest DID so they could cultivate an introject of their former leader and claim the victim was the leader's reincarnation. Hideous stuff, really."

Bringing her hands up to her face, Tooru squirmed in place. "That's awful. People are awful. Eww."

"Humanity can be capable of great cruelty, but also great kindness. Even after everything, I choose to try and see the best in people. Even if Himiko doesn't." Luna stared off into space for a few seconds before shaking her head, gathering her thoughts before continuing on. "So. Introjects are outside people made into alters. Fictives are when that outside person is, well, fictional."

"So basically at some point, Himiko had a strong enough connection to Kimetsu no Yaiba that when something traumatic happened, her brain dragged part of it into her and formed Mitsuri?" Mina waited until Luna nodded in agreement before gesturing to the shorter girl. "And the same with Harry Potter and you?"

Nodding again, Luna brought her hand up to her chest. "Mmhmm. Harry Potter is a long running property; I've read the books for myself and watched all five adaptations. It is impossible for me to ignore the fact that Lovegood Luna is in fact a fictional character drawn from the mind of her creator and - by extension - I cannot possible be her because I am real. However, at the same time, Himiko shaped me out of her collected knowledge of Lovegood Luna and her brain filled in the gaps using that knowledge. So in a sense I am in fact Luna… but I am also not Luna. Does that make sense?"

Mina nodded hesitantly. While Luna was an excellent teacher, the subject matter was still… oof. "So like when you talk about being in a tower in London, that's stuff drawn from the Luna bits that became you and not something that actually happened to you?"

"Hmm. 'Actually' is relative. I remember it happening. Did this body ever go to London and ascend to the observation deck on The Shard? Perhaps not. But does that make it any less 'real' to me? Not really." Luna shrugged. "That being said, I vividly remember flying on a broom, so I suppose reality and the validity of memory gets questionable in my case."

Huh. Okay. Mina still had a ton of questions, but she wasn't sure how many of them would be considered rude or insensitive. Luna seemed very willing to talk about herself and her situation, but what if she accidentally crossed a line? Especially given that she was still trying to have an enjoyable date and night out for the three of them? "Well, enough of that. For now. I feel like we could have… hours of discussions about that stuff, but now might not be the best time to do them. Especially if we're racing a clock because of Transform."

Luna nodded decisively. "Quite. Shall we?" Pushing off of the railing, she guided Tooru and Mina over to the signage for Sorakara Point, the singular highest point that they could reach. "So. Question. How are we presenting this on social media? Am I you, Tooru? Or am I me and we'll be tacitly admitting to illegal public quirk use?"

"Well when you put it like that… hey, world, I learned how to control my quirk and so I can turn it off for short periods of time?" Tooru laughed nervously before scrubbing her hand across her face. "I didn't think that part of things through, to be honest. Good catch?"

Grinning teasingly, Luna held one hand out to Mina. "Well, I was asking because I am not dating either of you - yet anyway - but I would be willing to make an exception for Toyotama kissing her girlfriend Tooru. She wouldn't be kissing me. She'd be kissing Tooru. And I'm okay with that."

Taking Luna's hand, Mina allowed the shorter girl to pull her in close. "So, it's like that, then?"

"It is indeed exactly like that."

Mina was okay with that.

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"Okay, so, my room is not huge but we're all fairly cuddly. Luna, do you want to come back to Makuharihongo with us for the night?" Mina peered over at the once again blonde curiously, not sure if she was overstaying her welcome with Himiko's alter but willing to find out. "There's not much difference between Enmuko bouncing you home tonight or bouncing you home tomorrow morning when Tooru and I leave for school."

Luna tapped her finger against her chin. "I'd consider saying yes… on the condition that someone agrees to braid my hair. Himiko adores her buns and I abhor them. I want to have a little fun at her expense."

That sounds like… simple mischief, really. Making Himiko unbraid her hair before she could pull it back up into her signature buns wasn't really malicious. Just annoying. So Mina could be down for that. "Do you mind if I look up tutorials online?" She gestured up at her hair. "I don't really have braiding experience."

Tooru bounced excitedly. "I do! Extensions are visible on me so I experimented with braiding them into my hair for a bit, but then I realized that… if you can't figure out where my face is on your own, outlining it with fake hair isn't really going to help the matter any. So it's up to you. You can let Mina try her hand at it, or I can do it. Or both."

"What's that old meme? Both? Both is good?" Luna grinned playfully at the two of them before turning to Tooru. "Speaking of both being good, I wouldn't say no to a chance to kiss you at some point. You're a lovely person and I know better than most how beautiful you really are."

Bringing her hands up to her cheeks, Tooru squirmed in her seat. "That's so forward of you. I love it. Um, maybe after we're dating? I'm slightly more traditional than Mina is, if it's all the same to you. I like things a certain way. I'll flirt, sure, but there's a line that can't be crossed without a relationship and that is on the other side of that line."

Luna nodded agreeably before taking another spoonful of her red coconut curry. After wiling away all of Luna's remaining time as Tooru atop the Skytree, the group had adjourned to the Jasmine Thai Express on the third floor of Tokyo Solamachi for dinner. Luna had opted to keep wearing the dress that Tooru had provided for her which still fit reasonably well on her five centimeter taller frame. "Hmm. I suppose I should stop playing hard to get, then. Out of curiosity, how agreeable were Himiko and Mitsuri?"

Raising her hand, Mina wobbled it back and forth a bit. "Himiko played hard to get just because she could. Mitsuri was down to date us almost straight away. Which was weird to me because evidently she didn't really know much about me because I had mainly talked to Himiko, but-"

"She is the Love Hashira. Impulsively jumping into a relationship is very much like her." Placing her spoon next to her bowl, Luna folded her hands in front of her. "Well. I have had a very enjoyable time with both of you this evening. My only concern is that while I am uncertain of the details, I am aware enough that this is a larger group relationship. And I have not been properly introduced to enough of my potential partners that I feel comfortable throwing myself into it wholeheartedly."

Mina waved dismissively. "Yuu is already dating just me. If that's the problem, you can absolutely be me and Tooru's girlfriend until you feel comfortable with everyone else."

Cocking her head to the side, Luna stared at Mina uncertainly. "And the others would respect that? Especially given…" Trailing off, she gestured down at herself. "Everything?"

"They'd better! Or else!" Mina smacked her fist into her palm, narrowing her eyes for a moment before relaxing back into her seat. "Kidding. There's really no need for 'else' with our group. Everyone is very aware of the concept of boundaries and consent. Yuu hasn't had any issues with anyone trying to force the matter and I'm sure that as long as you make your presence known, the others will respect your wishes."

Luna nodded in acceptance. "In that case, it would be positively delightful to call you both my girlfriends. Tooru, can I kiss you now?"

A soft giggle escaped the invisible girl. "You're a bit more adventurous with the curry than I am. I do want to kiss you, but I do not want to taste your dinner. How about when we get back to Mina's place?"

Snickering softly, Luna nodded again. "Very fair of you. I do enjoy spicy food." Peering over at Mina's dinner, the blonde raised an eyebrow. "I'm relatively new to Thai food. Himiko's family is relatively conservative. Can I try some of yours?"

Mina looked down at her dinner and then over at Luna's. They were both reddish curries, but there was curry called red curry and then there was curry that was red because of the spice level. And Luna's was firmly in the second category. "As long as we don't have to swap? Absolutely. I handle spice a little bit better than Tooru but your dinner looks lethal."

That earned her a wide smile and aww, Himiko's face had dimples? How cute! Rather than have Mina pass her bowl, Luna scooted around the round table a bit until she was pressed up against Mina's side before using the rosette's spoon to sample her curry. Which… oh. Wait. Mina probably didn't want Luna's spoon in her bowl, did she? Smart of the blonde. "There's some flavors similar to my curry. Chili peppers. Coriander. Lemongrass. Garlic. But also some unique notes. Cardamom. Cinnamon. Nutmeg, I believe?"

Leaning over, Mina pressed a kiss to Luna's cheek. "You should start a food blog. Maybe review all the food that Yaomomo's chef makes for you guys to eat? Wait, does Yaomomo have a chef? She seems like the type who has her own chef."

"She does in fact have her own chef and Mister Shimabukuro is a lovely human being." Luna stared down at Mina's dinner for a moment before taking another spoonful for herself. "Hmm. I may have to ask him to make this for me, albeit spiced to my tastes. What's it called, again?"

Mina perked up. She didn't know a lot about a lot of different things, but food court food was her area of expertise. Especially burgers, but she'd researched the hell out of most common food court restaurants because it was better than studying. "Massaman curry! Fun fact: Massaman comes from a Persian term for Muslims, and is halal! Not that any of us need to worry about that, but… wait, now that I think about it, I haven't done a food survey in several girlfriends. Shoot! Luna, are you allergic to anything? Fuyumi has a nightshade allergy and Mei is allergic to crustaceans. I should probably make a list just so I don't forget."

Blushing faintly, Luna reached up to curl a strand of hair around her finger. "The opposite, after a fashion? Himiko's body requires her to ingest blood. Not just for her quirk, as a general dietary requirement. Mister Shimabukuro has promised to look into ways to incorporate it into his cooking for us. So unless you're feeling adventurous, I would ask politely before trying to sample anything that our body is eating?"

Well, at least the blonde had warned Mina before she snuck a bite of something she… actually, what did blood taste like? Now Mina was kinda curious.

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"I feel like it would be abuse of Enmuko's quirk and good nature to have her… wait, Himiko is here. So if we teleported Yaomomo here to make extra bedding, she'd be stuck here because there's no anchor in Anjo. Shoot." Crossing her arms over her chest, Mina stared down at her bed petulantly. "This is why you guys are supposed to be the voices of reason compared to my chaotic impulsivity."

From her perch on Mina's desk chair, Himiko raised her hand. "While I'd love to spend more time with you guys - especially after losing a chunk to Luna today - I can go home if this is a problem. Like, you guys are here and my lovely host is currently at home in Anjo. Two hops and the sleeping math is a whole lot simpler."

Mina darted over to hug Himiko, pressing the blonde's head against her chest because she could. "No! I had fun with Luna but I want Himiko time too! Especially if your shirt is anything to go by."

Glancing down at her white t-shirt that had the words 'Eat Your Girl Out Or I Will' splashed across the chest in red bubble letters, Himiko offered a toothy smile. "Complication if you're hoping it's me with Enmuko. Luna started a poll that we restrict anything more than hugs and kisses to you and Tooru until she's more comfortable, and I feel obligated to respect that until Mitsuri votes. I feel like I know what Mitsuri's vote is going to be but, well, democracy."

"So you guys vote on stuff?" Mina plopped herself down on Himiko's lap before frowning as her chair groaned in protest, using her quirk to relieve some of the strain she was putting on the chair. "How does that work?"

Reaching into her pocket, Himiko dug out her phone and opened an app, showing it to Mina. "Simply Plural. Given that we don't do co-consciousness, it's pretty cut and dried to track who's fronting: you check out whoever was last in the body and check yourself in. We can also store notes for each other, create polls, and… actually, you probably should know who's in control as the leader of this whole mess so I'll set it up to message you when one of us switches."

Oh! That actually sounded super handy! Granted so far the entirety of Himiko's system seemed very good at identifying themselves but like… what if she wanted to send Luna a Harry Potter meme but Mitsuri was fronting? Super awkward. "I would love that. But also. Idea. I can take one for the team and sleep on the couch in the living room. Three girls in my bed is a bit of a tight fit, but it's a fit."

Himiko shook her head decisively. "That's ridiculous. Listen, I can be super sneaky. Why don't we just stay up as late as we would stay up if I was sleeping over, and then Enmuko teleports me to Yaomomo's bedroom and I very quietly sneak into bed? That makes… so much more sense."

"Are you sure?" Mina stared down at Himiko until the blonde nodded before sighing. "I mean, it's Wednesday and we're going to be sleeping over Yaomomo's place this weekend… but two sleepovers still would have been better than one. Mou. Fine. But I want to stay up late enough that I regret it in the morning."

Enmuko snickered softly. "You regret staying up past nine when you have to get up in the morning. You are whatever the opposite of an early bird is."

Sticking her tongue out, Mina blew a raspberry at the foggy girl. "Very funny. For your information, I'm not a night owl either. I'm a perpetually exhausted pigeon."

"Relatable. Although I feel like junior high and high school do a good job of preparing us to be future heroes?" Tooru thought for a moment before shrugging. "I mean, I could be wrong. But I feel like that's a bigger time commitment than someone working a nine to five office job."

Mina watched as Tooru made herself at home on the bed, snuggling in with the rosette's plushies. "No, I get what you mean. It's more of a lifestyle than a job. We have eight hours of on the clock time five days a week but like, emergencies can happen any time and you might be needed. Especially if you're a high ranking hero. And then you need to make time to work out, do publicity events, and all kinds of other stuff. Which I suppose you could do during your forty hours a week, but that would cut into patrolling time, which would lower your resolved incident rate and drop your hero ranking."

Shaking her head in amusement, Himiko bumped her cheek against Mina's chest. "See? This is why I'm going to be the stay at home mom. I don't have to worry about anything other than making sure Eri turns out… uh, passably? Like I'm trying to set the bar at a reasonable level for myself, since she already swears, knows what porn and sex are, and makes jokes about beating and killing people."

Heh. Yeah. Eri was a little weirdo. Then again, given that they were her parents now - collectively in a broad sense, but Momo and Himiko in particular - it was kind of their job to make sure that she grew up to be a productive member of society. Furrowing her brow, Mina considered something. "Can you give a six-year-old a swear jar?"

"The worst part is that the Yaoyorozus seem to think that it's hilarious." Mina raised an eyebrow at that and Himiko rolled her eyes. "Karmic payback for every imagined slight Yaomomo has made against them by not being the perfect designer heiress daughter they ordered."

Ah. Gross. Thank god most of them had decent parental situations, to counterbalance things like Fuyumi and Himiko and now evidently Momo. "I'm not going to lie, I kinda wonder what they're holding against her and how it measures up to the kind of person that Yaomomo actually is. Because I feel like she is potentially… so much worse than they know about."

Himiko leaned in, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "She just registered the name 'Worst Wyvern' and set up an account with Shopify. One of her maids is getting a twenty-five percent cut of net profit to be the name on the paperwork."

That made Mina furrow her brow. "Net profits? Why is she selling nets?"

"Gross profit is the total amount of money you take in selling things. Net profit is gross profit minus your expenses. So the actual amount of money that you've made at the end of the day." Enmuko waved dismissively. "Nobody seems to be making a serious effort to court a business course girlfriend so I registered for some extra classes online."

Aww, that was sweet of her. Possibly unnecessary since Mina couldn't really 'court' anyone from UA High until she got there, but still sweet of her. "Gotcha. So the maid gets twenty-five percent of the actual profits. For what? I mean, with her quirk, the possibilities are literally endless."

Himiko raised one hand in the air. "Bad Dragon." She raised her other hand. "Worst Wyvern." Tilting her head, she stared at Mina expectantly. "You can do it. I know you can."

It took her a moment and then comprehension dawned and Mina giggled breathlessly. "She's selling dildos? Giant weird dildos?" Himiko nodded rapidly and Mina giggled a bit more. "Do you think she needs product models?"

Tooru sighed. "I'm pretty sure taking those sorts of pictures of you would violate the Child Welfare Act."

"…I was thinking of her taking pictures of my hand holding it, but that's not where my brain is anymore!"

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"Siri, are there any songs about Thursdays?"

"Here's what I found."

Hmm. David Bowie had a song called 'Thursday's Child'. They Might Be Giants had one named 'I Lost Thursday'. Mina was feeling… the latter, to be honest. Popping her earbuds in, the rosette casually made her way down the hall toward the front doors of her school. There was a bit of a bottleneck around the getabako, as always, and she found herself leaning against the wall as she waited for the crush of students to subside.

School was out. Life was good. She had all the time in the world.

Someone tugged at her sleeve and Mina looked over to find Hana and Furuko standing next to her holding hands. She waved excitedly to the pair. While she was still slightly regretful at the missed opportunity, she couldn't force people to date her when they didn't want to. If they were happier just the two of them instead of as part of her hoard? Then she was genuinely happy for them. "Hi! What's up? Date night tonight?"

Furuko grinned and offered the rosette a thumbs up. "Every night's a date night when you live near each other and go to school together. We've been doing homework together each night and then some sort of fun activity, food, and then going home."

Nodding agreeably, Hana leaned her head against Furuko's shoulder. "Obviously our routine will change a little starting next week but… train home to Makuharihongo, slightly different homework from different textbooks, then fun, food, and home."

"Well, I am… super excited for you. Now that I have Trash Cat, everyone is just a teleport away… and then possibly a long ride home, so we have to be careful." Mina pouted; she couldn't easily see Saiko thanks to the lack of an opposing anchor point to teleport her home, and Mei was likewise out of reach until they got to UA next week. After dwelling on that very specific misfortune for a few seconds, the rosette shook her head. "Anyways! What's up? Just saying hi?"

The pair exchanged nervous looks before turning back to Mina, Hana nudging Furuko forward half a step. "Do you want to go to a cafe with us? As like a double date sort of thing? You and… uh, I don't even know how many girlfriends you have at this point."

Letting out an excited gasp, Mina nodded eagerly. One of the downsides to dating all the cute girls was that technically speaking, she had nobody to double date with. At least according to the majority of answers on Quora, her and a girl and two more hoard members were just a date date, not a double date. "I would love to! And I currently have either sixteen or eighteen girlfriends, depending on who you ask."

Hana furrowed her brow in confusion at that. "How do you have either sixteen or eighteen girlfriends? I feel like the answer should be firmly one or the other."

A soft snort escaped Furuko. "Either of those is a crap ton of girlfriends."

"I don't disagree. But either way." Hana gestured emphatically at Mina with both hands. "How do you not know exactly how many girlfriends you have?"

Because she… wait, was this her about to have another Tsuyu moment? Mina paused uncertainly. Was she allowed to tell other people about Himiko having DID? Himiko told literally everybody via her social media. Which was her sharing her own secret. But it didn't really… seem like a secret? So she was probably safe? "Himiko has DID and two alters. So it's debatable as to whether Mitsuri and Luna count separately. The three of them say no, because they don't want to take up space toward my goal of twenty-four girls that could be occupied by other cute girls."

Hana made a consternated noise. "Your life is… so complicated. But whatever. Would you and one of your sixteen to eighteen girlfriends like to go get some tea with me and Furuko? We graduate tomorrow and have dinner with our families so… pretty much our last chance."

Oh wow, time really flew when you were being an awesome gay dragon. Tomorrow really was her last day of junior high school, wasn't it? "We absolutely need to go get tea. Just… give me a second to see who's both available and feeling social. Trash Cat isn't really the biggest on social situations? Like she does stuff with the hoard but it's not her favorite thing ever?"

"Really, it's not." Enmuko looked over at Mina, who did a double take at the sight of her foggy girlfriend. "Hi. You needed me so I came."

Mina boggled at her girlfriend's presence. "My phone is still in my bag. So you just… knew I needed you and you came?"

Shrugging uncertainly, Enmuko nodded. "New quirk facet just dropped?"

"Okay so we are going to need to test the hell out of that because like, define needing you? I would hate if you felt a pull literally every time I thought about you?" Leaning in, Mina pressed a quick kiss to Enmuko's lips. "I'm really gay. I think about girls a lot."

Enmuko's yellow eyes crinkled in her signature 'smiling' expression. "I know. And I agree. I'm guessing you actually need me at the moment, though?"

Nodding, Mina held up a finger and then dug her phone out of her backpack. "Hana and Furuko want to do a double date. I know that's probably not your idea of fun, but as long as I don't have you think Saiko or Mei, you could possibly bring me a date and then take them home later?"

"If it means getting out of idle conversation with people I don't know in a busy cafe? Absolutely." Enmuko took the phone away from Mina and began tapping at it. When Mina tried to grab it back, the foggy girl promptly disappeared and reappeared on the other side of Mina. "I'm learning a bunch of new tricks. Just trust me. I have an idea."

Mina pouted and crossed her arms over her chest. "Mou! I do like surprises! But I also had an idea!" She made another fruitless attempt to grab her phone before huffing and turning to Furuko and Hana in exasperation. "You see what I have to live with?"

"In Trash Cat's defense, you literally chose this life." Enmuko looked up from the phone at Furuko's cheerful words, sighed, and then went back to what she was doing. The redhead leaned in toward Mina. "I'm assuming she's messaging someone to come with us on our date?"

Mina shrugged helplessly. "I hope? I was going to invite Moe because I could really go for some hair marshmallows with my tea, but…" Trailing off at the girls' confused expressions, Mina gestured up at her hair. "Moe has flames for hair. She can control the heat. Last weekend, she let me toast marshmallows on it."

An uncertain expression on her face, Hana offered a hesitant thumbs up. "That sounds… wholesome?"

"I shoved my boobs in her face while I did it!"

"And that sounds much more on brand for you." Hana looked down at her watch and then over at Enmuko. "Should we go get our shoes, or..?"

Enmuko slept Mina's phone and tossed it back to the rosette. "All set. Enjoy." And then there was a series of overlapping pops as Enmuko's fog surged outward before folding in on itself, the girl herself disappearing to be replaced by… two other girls?

First of all, that was super cool and Mina had questions about Enmuko's newfound ability to literally swap places with people.

Second of all, was it still a double date if she brought two girlfriends?

Third but by no means less important… "Kyouka! Mitoku! Hi!"

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"So you're dating literal actual twins? What even is your life?"

Mina grinned proudly from her spot between the Jirous in the cafe booth, one arm casually throw around each girl's shoulders. "I know, it's amazing isn't it? I'm amazing. Life is amazing."

Leaning in against Mina, Mitoku peered up at the rosette. "Question. What would it be called if Himiko turned into me or Kyouka? Would we be triplets? Or like, super twins plus one?"

Oooh, that was honestly a good question. Seeing the confused looks on her companions' faces, Mina hurried to explain. "Himiko's quirk is Transform. She can turn into exact copies of another person. So that's actually a very valid question. If we had two Mitokus and one Kyouka, what would that be?"

"Weird. It would be weird." Hana shook her head before reaching over to cover Furuko's hand with her own. "Mina, I mean this in the best way possible, but your life is… so, so weird. You were and will always be my first girl crush. But I definitely feel like I made the right choice by picking Furuko over… all of this."

And that was entirely valid. Mina was absolutely aware that polyamory wasn't for everyone, or even most people. And that she'd gotten incredibly, almost impossibly lucky so far in that the girls she was interested in were not only willing to give polyamory a try, but had largely compatible personalities. Yuu remained… complicated and Himiko even more so, but they were largely making things work.

The slightly more social of the pair, Furuko gestured to the violettes bookending Mina curiously. "So. We've sort of been coasting off a very loose and one-sided introduction. My name is Yoshin Furuko, and this is my girlfriend Minuga Hana. It's lovely to meet you both. I've figured out that Mitoku is the long-haired twin and Kyouka is the short-haired one but I don't know your last names and so I'm pretty much stuck with first names at this point. Which I feel is too familiar of me?"

Mitoku laughed softly. "You're fine. You'd need to use our first names anyway, since you couldn't call both of us Jirou. But yeah. Jirou Mitoku, and Jirou Kyouka. Our parents are Mika and Kyoutoku, so they just did the good old kanji combination thing and made our two names."

"That's actually adorable. And so much better than twins where the first kanji is the same and read the same and then the other kanji are different." At Furuko's curious look, Hana rolled her eyes. "There's a pair of those in our school. They both enjoy going by Haru and confusing everyone other than their close friends. Including the teachers."

Mina sighed and shook her head. She also hadn't met these particular boys, but that sounded like a very boy thing to do. "Boys are exhausting."

Nodding sagely, the agreement came from both twins in almost perfect synchronicity. "Boys are exhausting."

Furuko chuckled softly. "Boys are exhausting but for some reason, Hana is still attracted to them."

"Yes, well, we all have our character flaws." Hana shot a bemused look over at her girlfriend. "I like boys. You think konbini bentos are haute cuisine."

Furuko pointed a finger in Hana's direction. "In my defense? As soon as you were willing to make bentos for me? I immediately switched over to eating your cooking every day. I never thought konbini bentos were great. I just thought they were food."

Considering she'd had the pleasure of experiencing one of Hana's homemade bentos? Mina definitely couldn't argue with switching to them as a full time food source. Grinning playfully, she looked over at Kyouka and batted her eyelashes. "Will you bring me a bento when we're in class together?"

A soft snort escaped the violette as Kyouka rolled her eyes. "I will bring you one. I make no promises about making you one myself, though. Although that raises a good question." She turned her attention to the girls on the opposite side of the table. "So. We're going to UA High together. Mina and I are in the hero course together, and Mitoku is going into the support course. What are your plans for high school? And beyond, if you've thought that far?"

"Oh! That's so amazing! You're so lucky." Blushing faintly, Hana gestured to herself. "I tested well enough but I don't really feel… drawn to the high school experience? I'm actually going into the workforce as a cook at a local restaurant. I want to bolster my waifu credentials by really honing my cooking skills so I can settle down and start a family."

Mina looked back and forth between Hana and Kyouka uncertainly, hoping that the occasionally snarky girl would handle things tactfully. Hana was a little bit more traditional, sure, but there was nothing wrong with that. Thankfully, Kyouka just nodded agreeably. "Makes sense. Sure, we live in a late stage capitalist hellscape but there are still jobs that pay well enough for someone to have a housewife."

Grinning, Furuko gave Hana's hand a squeeze. "Maybe me if I'm lucky. I'm going to the local high school, and then on to any college that'll take me. From there? Hopefully a job at Rakuten General Insurance. Earn me some of those sweet office worker yen, make Hana a kept woman, maybe adopt a kid or two."

"Oh my god, did I tell you that we adopted a kid!" At the pair's startled looks, Mina unwound her arms from around her girlfriends and dug out her phone. "Not legally, obviously. We rescued a girl from a super sketchy situation with the yakuza and took her home with us. Yaomomo agreed to let her stay at her house, and Himiko moved in with her to take care of her."

Furuko just shook her head slowly. "What even is your life anymore?" Leaning in, her eyes narrowed. "Tell me you have pictures."

Of course she did! Mina flipped over to the LINE group chat, which was about as lively as one would expect given they were all out of school at the moment. It took Mina a few flicks to scroll up far enough to find today's snapshot of life at the Yaoyorozu estate. "The blonde is Himiko. Has to be Himiko, the others do their hair differently. And she's holding… Eri!"

Taking the phone, Furuko turned it so that her and Hana could see better. "Is that… is she holding a knife? And stabbing someone?"

"Yuh huh!" Mina hadn't really been sure about the entire thing but, well, Himiko understood the responsibility that she'd been given. And given Eri's history, it was hard for Mina to seriously argue against self-defense lessons. "That's Bubaigawara Jin. I haven't met him; Himiko knows him somehow? Not sure. I've learned that when it comes to Himiko, sometimes it's better just to not ask questions. But yeah. His quirk is Double. He can create duplicates of himself or others that fall apart when they take too much damage. So evidently he's creating duplicates for Eri to learn proper stabbing technique on."

Eyes bugging out, Mitoku reached out, hesitated, and then nodded gratefully when Mina's classmates passed her the phone. After staring down at it for a long stretch, she looked up at Mina in disbelief. "Does he… does he feel that?"

Mina shrugged. "I have no idea. If he does? He's willing to take it for pay, though, so… it can't be that bad? I think? Shrug?"

Leaning across, Kyouka peered down at the phone. "What I want to know is how did we miss this when it was posted?"

Good question, considering Mina had seen it. Checking the time stamp revealed the answer. "You would have been in sixth period. And presumably paying more attention to your teachers than I was."

"Damn. The shit we miss being good students, I guess."

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"So, are you looking forward to more Mei time this weekend?"

Blushing faintly, Mitoku did her best to look nonchalant as she shrugged in response. "I don't not want Mei time? I mean, you all have been great but like… that girl really, really wants me. That's not something I ever thought that I'd experience. I mean, I have good self-esteem. I feel like I'm a catch. I just have… bad luck trying to convince others that I'm a catch."

Giggling, Mina grabbed the smaller girl and lifted her into the air, twirling her around in a circle. "You are absolutely a catch! That's why we agreed to catch you! You're catchable." Looking over, Mina shifted to a one armed hug and grabbed Kyouka, pulling her in and lifting both twins into the air. "You're both catches! I'm so lucky to have both of you!"

Kyouka glanced back down over her shoulder, suddenly matching her sister's blush. "Wow you're strong. You can literally lift both of us at once? That's… sort of hot. You could probably fold me like a lawn chair."

Probably! Which reminded her, Mina really needed to talk to Momo about that whole 'lack of a dick' thing because if they were short on doms, her switch ass would have to step into the void and help out. It couldn't just be Izumi and Enmuko for the entire rest of the polycule. That wouldn't be fair to them. Fun for them, sure, but fair? Not really.

…could Momo make her a Worst Wyvern that looked like a big pink dragon dick? Now she really had to call Momo tonight!

"When you are ready and the time is right, I will absolutely fold you in half like a lawn chair." Kyouka blushed darker at Mina's words but brought her earjacks up to form a heart shape over her head. Setting the two girls down, the rosette looked around curiously. "So, first of all, let me start off by thanking you for being willing to hang out with my school friends-slash-near misses this afternoon. I'm kinda gonna miss them when we go our separate ways. Are there like, junior high school reunions? Is that a thing?"

Mitoku and Kyouka exchanged looks before shrugging in sync. "Not… really. I don't think. I think that's just seeing them around the neighborhood while you're in high school and then… after that, it's on you to figure out how to stay in touch?" Mitoku leaned her head against Kyouka's. "Actually, that's a good idea. We should make sure we have some contact information by the end of the day tomorrow because some of our classmates aren't bad."

Considering she'd been on good terms with everyone, either she had to collect a whole bunch of contacts tomorrow or… maybe not? Mina nibbled on her lower lip as she thought. She tended to make friends everywhere she went. Or were they acquaintances? Probably more of acquaintances. Well, whatever they were, she would probably make new ones at UA. And have a bunch of girlfriends to occupy her time. Would it possibly be kinder to just let her junior high connections fade into the sunset? Just… see them around town here and there and let them decide if they wanted something more from her?

Shaking her head to clear it, Mina wrapped one arm around each of the twins and began steering them along the main thoroughfare. Given that they'd had to cross over into Two Chome to find a cafe - Yuu wasn't wrong about Five Chome being pretty boring - the worst of the trip was already over and the girls didn't even know that they were on their way to their next destination. Mina loved surprising people! "So. As I was saying. Thank you for coming with me on a double date with Furuko and Hana. I don't know if you were the first to respond or if Trash Cat picked you for some reason-"

"Enmuko thought it would be funny to respond to a double date request with twins." Mitoku grinned as Mina looked over at her curiously. "That was the entire reason we were picked. Basically Enmuko being a gremlin."

Huh. So Enmuko had a sense of humor similar to her own? Good to know. Also, it was weird hearing people call the girl by her real name instead of Mina's chosen nickname for Enmuko. "But I'm not ready to send you home yet. I enjoy spending time with each and every member of my hoard and you two are no exception to that. Where I'm going with this is… I love thrifting. My preferred style goes in and out of style so fast that I'm always having to buy old clothes to keep the look I want. So what I'm currently thinking is… Treasure Factory, anyone?"

"Um, yes." The twins reached across in front of Mina to high five excitedly. Mitoku bounced eagerly on Mina's right. "You can find some amazing vintage band shirts at second hand stores. And since we're into a lot of older bands… thrifting is our jam."

Kyouka nodded a bit more reservedly. "I pretty much don't buy anything new anymore. Well, clothing wise. Obviously instruments, electronics, stuff like that is new. But I love wearing older stuff because I love thinking about the story behind it. Where has this shirt been? Who else has worn it? What has it seen?"

Considering what her clothing had seen at the mall with Saiko… Mina wasn't sure she especially wanted to ponder that sort of thing anymore. But Kyouka's romanticism of second hand clothes was definitely super cute. As they made their way down the block, Mina pulled free of her companions and darted over to a vending machine. Buying three cans of green tea, she passed them out to her girlfriends and continued onward. "So… Mitoku. Are you going to make any babies for your sister when we get to UA?"

"Absolutely." Mitoku offered a peace sign and grinned across at Kyouka. "She's convinced that she can only be a ranged support and intelligence gathering specialist. But like… if we channel her vibrations through a sword? She can fuck shit up. I wanna see my kick ass sister swinging a kick ass sword, damn it."

Blushing again, Kyouka turned and buried her face in Mina's neck, forcing the group to stop as she squirmed in place. "I feel like there's nothing wrong with being the intelligence and reconnaissance hero. The ranged support part is because I don't want to have to hide behind anyone if a villain shows up. I would be perfectly happy not engaging villains at all ever."

Mitoku bounced energetically, reaching across Mina to grab Kyouka and shake her. "But swords are really cool!"

"I don't need a sword!"

"What if I make it a Buster Sword?"

"…okay, you have my attention."

"Wait, is there somewhere we can go to sign up for Buster Swords? I don't know how I would mix a great big fucking sword into my heavenly dragon aesthetic, but I still kinda want one." Mina looked back and forth between the twins. "Also, Kyouka, what would you even do with a Buster Sword? You're like… a noodle. Cute noodle. But noodle."

Huffing, Kyouka held up her left arm and flexed it. "I am… a cute noodle, yeah. Wait. What if we made it like, a combination ultimate move?" Darting behind Mina, she hesitated for a moment with her hands on the rosette's shoulders. Then she jumped up onto the girl's back and wrapped her arms and legs around Mina. "Okay. So. Now… you lift the sword. I plug into the sword. I vibrate the sword. You swing the sword. Carnage ensues."

Mina looked back over her shoulder at Kyouka, raising an eyebrow in amusement. "If you want an excuse to snuggle on the job, Izumi's quirk is a thing."

"I'm not… I mean, I kind of am. But no. Seriously. It'll work." Bumping her cheek against Mina's, Kyouka turned the rosette's head toward Mitoku. "Mitoku, this was your idea in the first place. Tell her it'll work."

Mitoku let out a snort of laughter. "I was just going to use some lightweight but strong metals and maybe get you an exercise regimen."

"Traitor."

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"Big! Pink! Dragon! Dick!"

"Ashido Mina! There are children listening!"

"Dragon dick!"

"Hi Eri!" Mina waved excitedly as her favorite unicorn child poked her head into the frame, much to Momo's exasperation. "Wait. Why are you up this late? Shouldn't six-year-olds have appropriate bedtimes?"

Eri shrugged and pointed to something off the camera. "Mama Mama says she's not going to change her sleep schedule for me and she gets up late. So she lets me stay up late so that we sleep at the same time."

Huh. Fair enough. Mina blew a kiss at her adopted daughter. "How was your day? Did you have fun at stabbing practice?"

Nodding eagerly, Eri whipped out her favorite switchblade and ejected the blade so that she could wave it at the camera. "Mama Mama was so proud of me! By the end, she told me that I was stabbing people on a junior high level! And I'm only six!"

Mina furrowed her brow. "How do you stab someone on a junior high level?"

"You go right for the vital areas and push it in hard!"

…that tracked, yeah. Then Mina noticed something and she let out a squeal. "I see that Mama Mama did your hair today."

Eri nodded, reaching up to poke one of her messy buns with the end of her knife. Which… actually no, the girl was probably better about knife safety than Mina was. She wasn't going to say anything. "They're spider lily buns! Just like Mama Mama's!" The white-haired girl leaned in toward the camera, grinning evilly. "Those are the flowers you give someone who you want to die."

…Jesus Christ, what sort of chaotic evil gremlin did she have for a daughter? Mina shook her head despondently. They really needed to get Eri some friends her own age. And possibly find Momo a second housewife, so that Eri would have a counterbalancing influence to Himiko. "Well they look very lovely on you. Are you going to wear them often?"

"Mmhmm. I think she has my favorite hair out of all my moms and mamas." Eri gestured to her hair. "There's a lot of you guys whose hair I can't do. You. Green Mom. Gravity Mom. Um, Mama Mama showed me someone who's evidently Quiet Mom? Purple Mom. Baby Mama-"

"I thought she was Baby Mom?"

"Baby Mom told me that being Baby Mama would be funnier. I don't understand it, but she's the adult here. But yeah. Baby Mama. Fire Mom. Fog Mom. Ice Mom, I definitely couldn't do without a haircut and um no?" Eri shuddered at the thought. "Horse Mom and Purple Mama are basically just long hair with bangs and I look like shit with bangs. Eww. And my hair is long but not long enough to do Frog Mom's hair. So my choices are basically Mama Mama or Mom Mom. Just no bangs. Because eww."

Mina cocked her head to the side, trying to imagine Eri with Momo's spiky ponytail without the large strand that ran along the side of her face. It could probably be cute. "What if you stay up late enough that you're still up when Mom Mom gets up and you have her do your hair?"

From offscreen came a loud huff. "Do not give her any ideas."

Grinning, Mina made a shooing gesture. "Well, I love that you seem to be getting along with Mama Mama so much. Speaking of which, can you go hang out with her for a bit? I need to talk to Mom Mom about something important."

Leaning in toward the phone, Eri narrowed her eyes. "This has to do with sex, doesn't it?" Mina did her best to look innocent and the white-haired girl shook a finger at her. "I know what dicks are, Pink Mom. Stop being gross."

"Never!" Mina giggled loudly as Eri made an exasperated noise and push the phone away from herself, making the view spin wildly for a moment. Momo quickly recovered and shot Mina a reproachful look, to which the rosette shrugged defensively. "She's already corrupted. I literally cannot possibly be making the situation worse."

Momo sighed despondently. "I am well aware. Now, why are you calling me shouting about dragon phalluses? Phalli? I've never had to use the plural of that word before. Remind me to look it up later."

Pantomiming writing something down with her free hand, Mina nodded obediently. "Research fancy dick words later. Check. But no. I had a realization the other night. We are… desperately short on doms in this hoard. We tentatively have Izumi and Enmuko, although neither has done much at this point. And that's it. So, as a switch, I am gallantly volunteering my services to the hoard. I just need a strap-on."

A dark blush spread over Momo's face as she brought her hand up to her mouth. "And judging by your enthusiastic declaration, you want it to be… large?"

Mina winked playfully as she leaned toward her phone. "Huge."

"Huge. Oh. Oh my." Momo fanned herself for a moment before taking a deep breath. "Of course I can provide you with an appropriate toy but out of curiosity, when you say huge..?"

Mina grinned wickedly. "You're the size queen. You tell me." After a moment, she amended the statement. "Not like, frog log or anything. I don't need to tip over forward. But like… I'm okay with delivering some large or extra large love to you guys."

Opening her mouth, Momo made a consternated noise and closed her mouth, considering the matter further before finally responding. "Would that be impolite to the rest of the polycule? While most everyone has made some sort of overture toward Tsuyu, I speak from experience when I tell you that natural talent will only take you so far in that department. No small amount of skill and experience is necessary to properly take something of that size. Perhaps… perhaps creating you something more manageable would be more appropriate?"

"Or, and hear me out here. You made me a regular usage pink dragon dick strap-on and then also a pussy ruining pink dragon dick strap-on." Mina shot a finger gun at Momo. "Especially considering that you're one of the more experienced members of the hoard at this point and more than likely going to be the first girl that I do anything like that with? There's nothing wrong with fulfilling your needs."

Licking her lips, Momo looked both ways before bringing the phone up closer to her face and lowering her voice to avoid being overheard. "Out of curiosity, how do you feel about being… rough? Mei's technique is serviceable, but she tends to flinch when I express certain appetites of mine. The baby she made me is an adequate replacement, but a human partner would be infinitely more engaging."

Mina raised an eyebrow inquiringly. "Before I agree to anything, I want to know what I'm getting into. What are you into that's so freaky that Mei taps out?"

A derisive sniff escaped Momo as she turned up her nose at the question. "I wouldn't describe my tastes as 'freaky'. I just enjoy being… well, handled forcefully. To put it bluntly, I want you to grab my hair in one hand and my hip in the other, and pound me into the mattress until the headboard slaps the wall."

Huh. That wasn't nearly as bad as Mina had been anticipating, especially given that Mei had gone to the extent of making a baby to outsource fulfilling it. "I mean, I was personally thinking that I was going to be more of a cowgirl girl than a doggy style girl, but that's just because I want to watch your face while we fuck."

Momo perked up at that. "Could I perhaps lean forward and press my breasts against yours as I repeatedly impale myself on your, erm, pussy ruining pink dragon dick strap-on?"

"That sounds… fucking amazing. Yes. Oh my god, yes."

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"It's Friday! Friday! Gotta get down on Friday! Everybody's looking forward to the weekend, weekend!" Skipping down the hallway with her wings flared widely to encourage people to get the hell out of her way, Mina danced her way over to the getabako for her class. "Friday! Friday! Getting down on Friday! Everybody's looking forward to the weekend!"

From the locker next to her, Eijiro cleared his throat nervously. "Does your polycule have one of those shared map things going yet?"

Mina furrowed her brow at the question before shaking her head. They used LINE for the group chat, which was cross platform. Did any of her girlfriends use Android? Could she throw location sharing requests for Find My to everyone so they would all appear on a single map on her phone? "No? Why?"

"Uh, because I'm pretty sure literally all of them are outside right now." Mina's head shot up and he nodded in the direction of the front doors. "I didn't go look but people are talking about how there's a whole bunch of strange girls out front. And one of them sounds like Trash Cat."

Slipping on her outdoor shoes, Mina waved goodbye to Eijiro - they'd see each other again on Monday, so she wasn't really concerned - and made her way over to the front door. Sure enough, there were a whole bunch of girls standing out there… and they were waiting for her. "Trash Cat! What did you do?"

It was impossible to tell if Enmuko was grinning at her, but the girl's entire presence just seemed smug as she spread her arms wide. "Well, we all need to go to Anjo tonight. Two of us are currently on patrol. Two of us are currently in Anjo. That leaves a solid eleven other girlfriends who I need to teleport. And so I thought to myself… Enmuko. Why not embarrass Mina by showing up at her school with almost all her girlfriends in tow?"

"Joke's on you! I'm not embarrassed at all! This is amazing!" Dashing forward, Mina swept Mei into her arms and dipped her fellow rosette, pressing her lips to the shorter girl's eagerly. Mei's arms windmilled in the air for a moment before wrapping around Mina's neck, deepening the kiss. From behind her, Mina heard the gasps of her classmates but she was really gay and she wanted literally everyone to know it! Bringing Mei back up, Mina bounced on her toes. "Who's next?"

The chatter of her classmates only grew louder as the fairly recognizable Fuyumi bounced her way to the front of the group and threw herself into Mina's arms. The rosette lifted the considerably smaller girl into the air, allowing Fuyumi to wrap her legs around Mina's waist as they kissed. Breaking apart, Fuyumi rested her forehead against Mina's. "Public displays of affection are great."

Mina giggled and gave Fuyumi another peck on the lips. "They are!" With the white-haired girl still clinging to her, Mina leaned in and gave Pony a kiss. "¡Buenas tardes chica!"

Giggling, Pony kissed Mina back and then gave Fuyumi a kiss for good measure. "Buenas tardes. So you actually did download DuoLingo? Me gusta mucho eso."

From the opposite side of the group, Tooru waved enthusiastically. "¡Hablo español también!" When the tanned girl peered over at her, Tooru squirmed in place a bit. "Well, it's a work in progress. According to DuoLingo, though, I'm ahead of Mina!"

"That doesn't take much! I'm really stupid! But yeah, Pony, I'm gonna be trylingual for a while, but I'm… well, evidently we're going to do our best to make you feel more comfortable!" That earned Mina another kiss from Pony and then the girl darted over to kiss Tooru as well. Mina turned to where Ochako and Yui were standing side by side. Cocking her head, she let out a soft grunt. "You know what? When we put the two of you next to each other, I kinda see it."

Yui brought a hand up to her chest. "Mmm?"

Chuckling, Ochako wrapped an arm around her girlfriend's shoulders. "I think she's just messing with us. We don't…" Pausing, she looked over at Yui and then down at herself. "We're really not that similar, are we?"

"Mmm. Not really." Yui looked over at Ochako. "Sad. I'm really pretty. I would be into kissing myself."

Giggling, Mina reached out to grab Yui's hand. "First of all, based. Second of all, talk to Himiko. That's literally her entire thing. She would love to turn into you and kiss you." After giving the thoughtful looking girl a kiss, Mina turned to Saiko. "Don't high schools get out later than junior highs? I thought that was a thing."

Saiko shrugged negligently. "I am 'in the bathroom' at the moment. They probably won't notice if I never come back. Probably. They're used to me disappearing randomly from my adventures with Yaomomo."

Fair enough! Mina gave the girl a kiss and then bounced excitedly. "Tea gathering at Yaomomo's house? She seems like the type to have a dedicated chashitsu somewhere on the property."

The corner of Saiko's mouth quirked upward. "She does. Her family remodeled it and renamed it Souzoushu-dou after her when she began hosting ceremonies for me in it."

Mina raised an eyebrow at that. "Her family does not know what humility is, does it?"

"They do not."

Grinning, Mina gave Saiko another kiss and then looked down at herself. "Wait. I don't have any of my things. I am not going to spend the entire weekend in my school uniform."

"That's actually deliberate. Yaomomo wants an opportunity to spoil you… well, everyone." Enmuko gestured down at the sleek red dress that she was wearing. "So she specifically requested that I bring everyone with the bare minimum essentials so that she has an excuse to treat everyone."

Aww, that was actually super cute. There was just one problem with that. "Can I at least go home and get a toothbrush? And maybe a brush brush?" Mina stamped her foot as the others giggled at her question. "I do not need Yaomomo to make me a fancy rich person toothbrush. My regular toothbrush is just fine."

Enmuko closed the distance between them, brushing her lips against Mina's cheek. "I took the liberty of packing for you and transporting it to our destination earlier today. I packed some essentials, your phone charger, your laptop, the manga you were reading last night-"

"We were reading!" Mina kissed Enmuko back before rubbing her nose against the taller girl's. "You like to cuddle with me and read! Especially when it's really horny yuri manga!"

A sigh of exasperation escaped Enmuko. "If you could not shout stuff like that in public, I would be… ever so grateful. I'm trying to cultivate an image as the mature, not as sophisticated but still reasonably sophisticated partner. And you doing stuff like that does not help at all." Mina raised the hand not wrapped around Fuyumi's waist in surrender. "But yes. I brought your essentials including your entertainment for the weekend."

Awesome! Turning to face the assembled crowd of her schoolmates who were basically a captive audience because her hoard was pretty effectively blocking their way out of the school, Mina let her eyes drift over the crowd. Most of the boys looked jealous. Some of the girls looked disgusted. Others looked jealous. A few even looked intrigued. Mina picked out one faintly blushing girl in particular and winked at her as she threw her wings and free arm wide. "Ladies! You will always remember this as the year that you almost dated Ashido Mina!"

The hoard erupted into giggles as Enmuko teleported them away.

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"Wow, Yaomomo, your house is huge!"

"You can say that again."

"Wow, Yaomomo, your house is huge!" Mina giggled at the exasperated look that Ochako shot her before turning back to the grand hall that they'd been dropped into. It was already bigger than two of the units in the building where Mina lived put together, and it was just a single room! Unlike Fuyumi's house, the entire thing was a very modern and western design, and Mina thought it looked amazing! Although she wouldn't say no to Fuyumi's house either? She just wanted to live in a big house someday with all her super cute girlfriends! "This is amazing! I feel like I could get lost in here!"

Grinning brightly, Momo held out a stack of papers. "I prepared for that eventuality, actually. I took the liberty of creating a map of all of the important areas on all five floors for your perusal. There are a few areas marked in red; those are not open to you. You do not need to go into my parents' suite, for instance."

Mina winked playfully at the ravenette. "I don't know about that. What does your mother look like?" Sighing in exasperation, Momo curled the sheaf of papers and smacked Mina on top of the head with them. "Ow! Kidding! Kidding!" She danced backwards out of the taller girl's reach before shooting finger guns at her. "Or am I?"

Chuckling, Fuyumi reached out and wrapped an arm around Mina's waist. "You're thinking too small." Mina looked down at the girl and she gestured grandly. "What if we hook up Yaomomo's mom with my mom?"

"…MILF on MILF action. Yes! I love everything about this!" Turning back to Momo, Mina brought her hands up in front of her as she bounced excitedly. "What sort of stuff is your mom into? What can I do to help Rei win her heart?"

Sighing despondently, Momo shook her head. "Sometimes I wonder what I see in you. This is turning out to be one of those times." Moving on, she began distributing the maps to everyone else. "We will be occupying the guest wing on the third, fourth, and fifth floors for the weekend. I will hang out room assignments after dinner, not that I expect any of you to obey them."

Mina cackled at that. "Absolutely not! I am going to be a big ass ho and sleep in random beds! None of you are safe from my attention!" Pausing, she rubbed her chin thoughtfully. Unless she enlisted Himiko's friend's help, she couldn't be in more than one place at once. Yet. "Except… I guess those of you not currently in the bed I choose to sleep in?"

"Actually, I figured that would be your plan and I didn't bother assigning you a room. Given that we are assigned two to a room for the most part - three to a room with Saiko and Mei staying with me - there should be adequate space for you to come and go from others' rooms as you so please. That being said, given our discussion the other night, I felt it safe to assume that at least one night would be spent in my room." Momo considered that assertion for a moment before revising her statement. "Or at least part of one night, if you turn out to be averse to post-coital cuddling."

Making a dismissive noise, Mina waved her hand. "I absolutely love cuddles, pre-coital, post-coital, all the coital." Scooting over, she leaned in towards Saiko. "What does coital mean?"

The corner of the periwinkle-haired girl's mouth quirked upward. "Of or relating to coitus." That didn't help! That didn't help at all! "Coitus is sexual intercourse. She's saying that she doesn't necessarily expect you to cuddle after you fuck her. Part of that being past experience with Mei. Mei doesn't tend to cuddle well, she's a bit too energetic for that."

"In my defense, I usually have ideas for how to improve whatever baby I'm currently using on Yaomomo while I'm using it on her. And then I go to improve the baby." Huffing, Mei brought her hands up to her chest defensively. "Who can blame me for that?"

"You could just wait for morning."

"Baby making waits for no one!"

"Yeah! Babies!" Erupting from around the corner, Eri came rushing out to meet them, skidding to a stop for a moment and thinking before rushing over to Izumi and stretching her arms upward. "Green Mom!"

Lifting Eri into the air, Izumi settled the white-haired girl on her hip and bounced her lightly. "Hi Eri! How are you doing today?"

Eri offered an enthusiastic thumbs up. "Mama Mama is now a lifestyle streamer! And I got to be on her stream! She taught me-" Oh god. What horrors were Himiko introducing Eri to live on Twitch? "-how to write colors! Obviously I know colors, I'm not an idiot. But now… I can write the kanji for them!" Poking her finger against Izumi's collarbone, her tongue stuck out of the corner of her mouth as Eri studiously drew the kanji for 'green' on the girl's exposed skin. "Yeah! Green!"

"That's so exciting, Eri!" Izumi bounced the girl lightly before grabbing her in both hands and holding her out in front of her. "Is Himiko going to homeschool you completely now? I thought you wanted to go to school?"

Eri shrugged negligently at that. "I do, but Mom Mom is worried that I'm going to stab or rewind someone for being mean to me. Which I feel is very, um, valid of her? That sounds like something I would do. So until I am, erm, 'better adjusted', she isn't going to let me go to school." Leaning in, she lowered her voice. "What does 'better adjusted' mean? Who's going to be making adjusts to me? That sounds like it'll hurt."

Reaching forward, Pony grabbed Eri from behind and lifted her into the air, tossing her playfully before giving the girl a midair spin so she was facing the tanned girl. "It means you have some bad habits we need to work on. But that's okay! I have bad habits too! I swear in three languages!"

"Fuck yeah!" Grinning brightly, Eri brought her hands up to Pony's face. "You're the other new mom, right? Quiet Mom and Horse Mom?" Pony chuckled at that and nodded. "Can you teach me how to swear in more languages? I feel like that's a good skill to have going into school." Canting her head to the side at that, Pony regarded Eri curiously and the white-haired girl tapped her temple. "Can't get in trouble for swearing if they don't understand what I'm saying."

Logically Mina knew that teachers weren't literally all knowing, but… was Eri on to something there? Mina furrowed her brow. She swore sometimes, sure, but it wasn't a huge portion of her vocabulary. It could have been. She had the impulse. She just… chose not to give into it most of the time. But what if she learned a foreign language? Then she could say what she was thinking and nobody would know that what she was thinking was rude! Pony leaned in toward Eri. "Take fuck. And replace it with pinche."

Dragging her hand over her face, Momo rushed in and grabbed Eri out of Pony's hands, sagging a bit under the weight of the girl. Huh. Mina didn't really have a problem with her, but she was also stronger than most. So was Izumi. Evidently so was Pony? "Please do not make the problem worse, Pony. We are trying to get her to swear less, not swear differently."

As Momo carried Eri away, the white-haired girl poked her head over the ravenette's shoulder. "We'll talk later."

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"Okay, our two intrepid work study interns are now here, which means that we have reached peak hoard and…" Mina looked up and down the street expectantly, and then let out a huff when a restaurant capable of accommodating their group of seventeen people failed to materialize. "Mou! I want to eat all together all at once!"

Momo smiled tolerantly, resting her hand on Mina's shoulder. "I did in fact warn you that most restaurants in Anjo are on the smaller side. That being said, even if we do find a restaurant that is willing to take on seventeen guests simultaneously, the odds of them having a seating arrangement that would allow us to dine together is… slim."

From behind her, Himiko offered her two yen. "To be fair, we're in this situation because we couldn't figure out how to crowd seventeen of us into the main dining room at your house and you forgot to warn Mister Shimabukuro that he would need a full staff including waiters so that we could open up the formal dining room tonight."

"Yes, well, I do believe that's a forgivable oversight because I've literally never had friends over before, much less sixteen friends at once." Momo waved dismissively. "My mistake will be corrected by tomorrow at breakfast and all will be well."

Boo. Heck. Maybe she hadn't thought this whole hoard thing through well enough? Because she was starting to realize that this was a problem that she would face for the rest of her life. Outside of the largest restaurants in the largest cities, nobody would be able to accommodate them. Even Momo's rich people house couldn't accommodate all of them without extra preparation. And if living together was that difficult, how would they ever go on fun vacation adventures? They didn't make hotel rooms for twenty-five people.

Although Virgin Voyages had enough Mega Rockstar suites that they could book the entirety of the cool suites on Deck 15 on one of the cruise line's ships to house the entire polycule for a cruise. Mina had checked, especially since they were planning to be successful heroes with Mega Rockstar sorts of money.

But that didn't solve their eating situation for now, did it? Mina huffed again as she pulled out her phone. Surely there had to be some way that they could salvage the situation? Tapping at the map halfheartedly, she perked up as it populated with a handful of fast food restaurants that Momo hadn't mentioned. Fast food restaurants were - on average, at least - larger than most traditional restaurants, and capable of accommodating more guests. And ooh, chicken. "Yaomomo! Let's go to the KFC!"

"Do we have to?" Momo's nose scrunched up in disgust. "I could ask the chef to prepare fried chicken for us tomorrow afternoon if that's something that you'd enjoy eating while you're here with me."

Mina shook her head vehemently. "Fast food chicken isn't just for Christmas! It's delicious all year round!" Turning to the others, she bounced on her toes. "Can we get like, a sixteen to one vote going here? Fuyumi, you… will probably need some stomach fire. I'm pretty sure that at least one of the Colonel's eleven secret herbs and spices is a nightshade. But there's no seafood, so Mei should be safe. Does anyone other than the rich girlfriend have an objection?"

After looking both ways to see if anyone was going to say something, Ochako raised her hand slowly. "If Yaomomo has an objection, should we really be doing it?"

"We're not peer pressuring her! We're politely encouraging her to expand her horizons!" The ravenette let out a soft huff at that and Mina beamed at her. "If we do make it as heroes, sure we'll have money but that won't change who we are and where we came from, Yaomomo. I can't be the only one here who will still eat fast food even when I'm a top hero."

Tsuyu croaked softly to get their attention. "I see both points of view. KFC is probably a bit… more common than Yaomomo is used to eating. That's going to be an uncomfortable prospect for her. But on the other hand, Yaomomo, the rest of us are pretty common. Fuyumi might be your fancy food buddy going forward, but the rest of us are pretty pedestrian. You're going to have to get used to this sort of thing eventually."

And this was one of the reasons Mina loved Tsuyu. She was great at being the voice of reason in a way that the rosette tended to be too impulsive and eager to do herself. The rosette gestured back and forth between Tsuyu and Momo. "Yeah! What she said!"

Another soft huff escaped Momo, although this time her lips curled upward. "Fine. I will acquiesce this time. This time. I fully expect to be able to take you to a suitably fancy restaurant tomorrow night as recompense."

"I am completely down for that. Except…" Mina gestured down at herself. Or more specifically, the fact that Momo had created a tank top and pajama pants for her in an eye watering pink and blue swirl pattern. "You are going to have to make me something a little nicer than this to wear tomorrow night."

Closing the distance between them, Momo reached up to cup Mina's face as she leaned down toward the rosette. "I will make you the prettiest little black dress to wear tomorrow night. And possibly some heels, so you can look me in the eye for once." Pfft, as if being taller would stop her from staring at Momo's Yaoyoroppai. Her girlfriend didn't know her at all. "If you intend to ruin my pussy with your big pink dragon dick, you are going to spoil me accordingly first."

Mina grinned widely even as her cheeks flushed a bit at Momo's forwardness. "Yes, ma'am."

Out of the corner of her eye, Mina watched as Kyouka and Mitoku blushed prettily and tapped their earjacks together in front of them in perfect synchronicity. "I didn't even need enhanced hearing to hear that." Kyouka gestured to the pair. "Could we be… possibly just a little more discreet? I don't mind overhearing these sorts of things, but I feel like maybe the entire sidewalk didn't need to hear it?"

Looking around curiously, Mina tried to spot anyone listening in on their conversation and… oh, that salaryman definitely was. Weird. Gross. Blushing a bit darker herself, Mina nodded rapidly. "I am not an exhibitionist. I will try to keep things a bit more appropriate going forward. Also, it's super rude of us to be clogging up the sidewalk like this. Let's get going."

"Yes, let's." Taking Mina's hand, Momo cocked her head to the side in thought for a moment before leading the rosette down the street. The others fell in behind them, forming three ragged lines that still occupied more sidewalk than perhaps was polite but… well, it was better than one long line of seventeen people. "Apart from the obvious, what can I look forward to at Kentucky Fried Chicken?"

Mina bit her lip but managed to push down the impulse to be snarky. Momo was being genuine, or at least faking it really well. "They've actually managed to stay on brand pretty impressively for a modern restaurant. It's pretty much just all chicken all the time. I feel like you might enjoy the twisters? Uh, wraps. They come in three flavors plus some limited time stuff. Just… grab and nom. Less greasy than manhandling chunks of fried chicken, so it might appeal to your sensibilities that way too."

"Hey!" Mina looked back over her shoulder at the shout, finding Ochako blushing and staring at the girl next to her. "Yui just grabbed my ass! In public!"

Doing her best to look innocent, Yui brought her hand up to her chest. "Mmm?"

Mina let out a sigh and turned to walk backwards, putting both her hands on her hips. "If you two don't start behaving, I will turn this car around!"

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"Concert! Concert!"

Kyouka blushed faintly as she looked at her surroundings. "I think this is the nicest place that I've ever played music before. Yaomomo, your house is amazing."

Preening at the compliment, Momo ran her hand over the top of the very fancy looking piano that Mitoku was nervously seated at. "One of the things that separates my family from others in the same income bracket is how little money we actually keep. We reinvest most of our wealth in goods and services to keep the economy flowing. What does one honestly, genuinely need in a worth ranking in the billions of yen? What does having a large bank account tangibly contribute to your life and happiness?"

That was definitely a take to have on being rich. Personally, Mina could agree with it. She was going to hoard girls, sure, but she certainly wasn't going to hoard wealth when she made it as a hero. She was going to give to charities. She was going to buy stuff. She was going to use every single one of her PTO days, especially if they were use 'em or lose 'em. "Well, we thank your parents for investing in a giant house with a great hall that can accommodate all of us. And now… concert!"

Continuing to blush, Kyouka perched herself on the stool that Momo had brought her and settled her acoustic guitar in her lap. "It's a hell of an oldie at this point, but does anyone know With You by Linkin Park?"

"Oh! I do! I do!" Bounding to the front of the room, Pony skidded to a stop next to Kyouka and pumped her fists in the air. "Duet?" Kyouka nodded agreeably and Pony gestured back and forth between them. "Do you want to be Bennington Chester or Shinoda Mike?"

Before Kyouka could answer, Yui edged her way to the front of the group and gestured to herself. "Aceyalone?"

Kyouka looked back and forth between Yui and Pony and then over at Mitoku. "We can do the Reanimation version, right?" Mitoku offered her a thumbs up and Kyouka turned back to Pony. "Shinoda shows off my vocal range better, if it's all the same to you?"

Scoffing, Pony waved dismissively. "I like rapping. I'll take the rap part." As Kyouka nodded and began to strum her guitar, Pony bounced excitedly in place before wrapping one arm around Yui and pulling her closer. Thrusting her fist in the air again, she let out a guttural growl. "Come on!"

Obligingly, Mitoku and Kyouka launched into the intro and Pony continued to bounce in place as the two violettes played. Mina was reminded of why she didn't like songs with long intros as the gap stretched on for nearly thirty seconds before Kyouka started singing. "I woke up in a dream today to the cold of the static and put my cold feet on the floor. Forgot all about yesterday, remembering I'm pretending' to be where I'm not anymore. A little taste of hypocrisy, and I'm left in the wake of the mistake, slow to react. Even though you're so close to me, you're still so distant and I can't bring you back."

"It's true, the way I feel was promised by your face." Pony reached up to cup Yui's face, leaning in toward the ravenette. "The sound of your voice, painted on my memories, even if you're not with me… I'm with you!"

Kyouka grinned, sliding off her stool and bumping up against Pony from behind. "You, now I see, keepin' everything inside…"

"With you…"

"You, now I see, even when I close my eyes…"

"With you…"

"You, now I see, keepin' everything inside…"

"With you…"

"You, now I see, even when I close my eyes…"

Darting across her singing partner, Kyouka pressed a quick kiss to Yui's cheek before continuing onward, circling back around to return to her stool. "I hit you and you hit me back, and we fall to the floor, the rest of the day stands still. Fine line between this and that but when things go wrong, I pretend the past isn't real. Now I'm trapped in this memory, and I'm left in the wake of the mistake, slow to react. Even though you're close to me, you're still so distant and I can't bring you back."

Kyouka and Pony made their way through the pre-chorus and the chorus again, short as they were, and Yui took a deep breath as she prepared herself. Mina was personally most curious about how this was going to go, given that the ravenette had ended up not finding anything to her liking at karaoke the previous weekend and declining to sing. "I won't let you control my fate, while I'm holding the weight of the world on my conscience. I won't just sit here and wait, while you're weighing your options, you're making a fool of me! You didn't dare try to say that you don't care and solemnly swear not to follow me there. It ain't like me to beg on my knees, 'oh please, oh baby, please', that's not how I'm doing things."

Huh. Evidently the girl had an amazing singing voice. They really needed to encourage her to broaden her horizons at karaoke; they'd definitely missed out on a great performance from her.

Turning to Pony, Yui reached up to fist her hand in the front of the tanned girl's shirt, pulling her in close to her. "No, I'm not upset, no, I'm not angry, I know love is love, love and sometimes it pains me. With or without you, I'll always be with you, you'll never forget me, I'm keeping you with me. No, I won't let you take me to the end of my rope, while you burn it and torture my soul. No, I'm not your puppet and, no, no, no, I won't let you go.

Pony squirmed in place a bit, a blush stealing across her face, but managed to recover in time to pick up her part of the lyrics again. "No, no matter how far we've come, I can't wait to see tomorrow. No matter how far we've come, I, I can't wait to see tomorrow! With! You!"

"You, now I see, keepin' everything inside…"

"With you…"

"You, now I see, even when I close my eyes…"

"With you…"

"You, now I see, keepin' everything inside…"

"With you…"

"You, now I see, even when I close my eyes…"

As the last strains of the song died away, Mina clapped excitedly. "Oh my god, that was so good! Kyouka, Pony, and… Yui! You all have such great singing voices. Well, rapping voices for two of you, but that still counts in my book." The rosette bounced up and down energetically, racking her brain for a way to keep the fun going. She didn't want to impose on Kyouka and Mitoku, but… that was really cool and she wanted more! "Kyouka, do you have the energy in you to do at least one more?"

Kyouka scoffed, waving dismissively even as she blushed at the attention. "Yeah, I'm probably good for at least a few more. Mitoku and I will jam out for a solid hour or more some nights. Pony, which other songs do you know?"

Looking over at the violette, Pony gestured to herself. "I just realized I probably stepped on Mitoku's part of this. Are you sure you want to keep doing songs with me? I feel like this could be her chance to show off and I'm ruining it."

"Joke's on you, I know both parts and you can sing with me for every other song if you want." Mitoku slid a few inches to the right and then patted the bench next to her. "Come on, it'll be fun."

Mina darted forward, sliding onto the bench on Mitoku's other side. Wrapping her tail around the smaller girl's waist, she leaned against her side. "Musical girlfriends are so awesome."

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"I'm bored. I need enrichment."

Mina peered down at where Eri was tugging on her shirt before grinning and lifting the girl into the air. "I thought you weren't a dog?"

Huffing, Eri leaned her head against Mina's shoulder and sent a baleful look up at the rosette. "I'm not. But Mom Mom says that enrichment is very important to my growth. And I figured out that enrichment means fun things. Or thinking things. I'm bored as fuck. So I want enrichment."

Hmm. How could Mina meaningfully enrich Eri's life at this exact moment? Given that it was dark out and getting toward the later side of things? Music was enriching, but Eri had been… somewhere… during the Jirou twins' private concert. Did Eri have her own tablet yet? No. Shoving an iPad at a child who was asking their parental figure for attention was super rude. Hmm. "Mom Mom, is there anyone in the kitchen at this time of night?"

Looking up from where she was talking to Ochako, Momo frowned thoughtfully. "Not currently. The staff is on call twenty-four hours a day, but I dare say it would be the height of rudeness to ask someone to come to the kitchen just because we're feeling peckish. Why do you ask?"

"Okay so that's a perfectly acceptable answer. Is anyone on staff going to get mad if we go raid the kitchen for food on our own?" After a moment's debate, Momo shrugged uncertainly, which made sense to Mina. The ravenette didn't strike her as the midnight snack type. "Follow up question: can you make us wooden skewers?"

Momo raised an eyebrow. "Like kushi?" Mina nodded excitedly and the ravenette made a thoughtful noise. "Are we intending to get multiple uses out of them? I could make them out of steel for you."

Well, that was up to Moe, wasn't it? Seeking out the fiery-haired girl, Mina whistled to get her attention and then beckoned her over. "Moe! Any objections to sticking metal skewers in your hair or should I have Yaomomo make traditional bamboo?"

Moe considered that for a second before answering. "I like the smell better with bamboo, if it's all the same to you? Why? What am I getting volunteered for?"

"Eri's bored and I'm feeling snackish." Mina gestured up at her girlfriend's hair. "How do you feel about doing some Moetori?"

Moe clenched her fists excitedly. "My time has come. Rock on. Let's do this." Taking Eri from Mina, the fiery-haired girl settled her against her hip and then nodded in the direction of the hallway. "I'll hold the midget. You go get the food."

Scowling, Eri beat one small fist against Moe's chest. "I'm not a midget. I am, uh, within a standard deviation of the mean height for my age. Or at least that's what Mom Mom said."

"…I am going to have to be very careful what I say around you if you can repeat stuff like that off the top of your head." Moe stared down at Eri for a few seconds before shrugging. "Eh. You're under a hundred and forty-seven centimeters. Still a midget to me." Then something occurred to her and she looked over at Fuyumi! "Hey! Fuyumi! You're a midget too!"

Huffing, Fuyumi drew herself up to her utterly unimpressive full height of one hundred and forty-two centimeters. "First of all, you're only a midget if it's your adult height. I'm still growing. Secondly… Eri, be a dear and cover your ears for a second."

"Ooh, Ice Mom is going to say a bad word. Is it fuck?"

Fuyumi deflated a bit. "It was going to be but you sort of stole my thunder there."

Chuckling at the byplay, Mina booped Eri on the nose playfully before pulling her map out of her pocket. "Back in a second." Navigating the multiple floors and winding hallways of the manor took some doing but in short order, Mina managed to find herself in a kitchen that was larger than her entire apartment. There were two massive fridges and it took a little digging, but she managed to find a stash of chicken breasts. They were whole, which gave her pause, before realizing… Himiko! Himiko was an expert at cutting things!

Among other knife related talents.

Grabbing the chicken, Mina retreated back to the reat hall where the girls had gathered for the evening and bounded over to Himiko. "Do you want to knife something for me?"

"Is it that Bakugou douche who used to call Izumi 'Deku'?" Grinning widely, Himiko pulled a knife out from under her skirt and brandished it excitedly. "Because I've got a knife with his name on it."

A startled squawk emerged from Izumi and she reached up, pushing Himiko's hand down. "No stabbing Kacchan please! Using my quirk on him was sort of fun and now that I know he's into me, his previous behavior… is actually a lot worse, to be honest." Izumi considered that for a moment before releasing Himiko's hand. "Okay, maybe you can stab him. But just a little."

Before the conversation could wander any further, Mina held up the plate with the two chicken breasts that she'd taken from the kitchen. "We're doing Moetori with Eri. Yaomomo's making skewers. I need someone to cube up the chicken so we can stick it on the skewers. Interested?"

Himiko thought for a moment and then held up a finger. "Yes, but only if Eri isn't." At Mina's surprised look, the blonde shrugged. "She's a quick learner. I'm pretty sure she has good enough knife skills to handle some chicken but I'm willing to be Plan B if she doesn't."

Hmm. Including Eri in all stages of the process would be enriching, wouldn't it? Good idea, Himiko! Mina high fived the blonde before making her way back over to Moe and Eri. "Eri! We're going to make yakiyori using Moe's hair! Moetori! Do you want to cut the chicken for us?"

"I get to cut things and not get in trouble? Fuck yeah!" Squirming until Moe put her down, Eri shot over to Mina and peered at the plate of chicken with wide eyes. "Wow. Those breasts are huge!"

Mina bit her lip to avoid laughing but Yuu wasn't as restrained. Leaning over Mina's shoulder, her eyes widened. "Damn. That thing was the Mom Mom of chickens."

Speaking of Momo… looking over at the slightly affronted looking ravenette, Mina made a chopping motion. "Can we get a cutting board for Eri too? Or… wait, that would be wasteful. I can go back to the kitchen and find one."

"No, I can create a solid slab of wood now and recycle it for arts and crafts another day." Momo raised the bottom of her tank top, showing off her well toned stomach as her skin sparkled and the cutting board popped out. She handed it to Mina before chopping Eri lightly on the head. "I'm going to give you an allowance just so I can create a swear jar for you."

Eri shrug. "Fine with me. I'm six. What am I going to do with money? Especially since I can't exactly go outside without one of you." Mina looked over at Momo, who clearly hadn't thought the threat through and was staring at the girl in consternation. "Maybe I could pay Pink Mom to come over and keep me company? Mama Mama says that Pink Mom also does things for money."

…well, she took feet pictures for money. Strictly speaking, she'd never done anything else for money… mostly due to lack of opportunity. Settling into a crosslegged position on the floor, Mina laid out the cutting board in front of her and then transferred the two chicken breasts to it. "Come here, Eri. Let's get to work on this."

"Aww yes! Knife girl, knife girl, I get to be the knife girl!"

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Moetori turned out to be delicious and Mina would not accept criticism of her decision to teach Eri to cook food on Moe. After wandering off and coming back with what looked like an entire turkey leg for herself, Momo proceeded to pop out a giant pile of pillows - a plethora of pillows, if you will - and the girls curled up in a pile in the middle of the hall. Mina looked around lazily, sprawled out on her back with Eri laying on her stomach. "So. Hero names. I know I'm ready. Who else is?"

Momo lazily raised her hand at the question. "I'm going to be Creati: the Everything Hero. I feel like it's close enough to my vigilante name that I should have no problems transitioning to it, while still being representational of my quirk and abilities."

Popping her head up, Fuyumi looked over at Momo. "You know, I've been wondering why you use that for your vigilante name since we first met but I just kept forgetting to ask. I'm going to ask now, though. Why Creality?"

"It's a tongue in cheek reference to her quirk!" Mei grinned widely as she pantomimed something coming out of her arm. "Creality is a brand of 3D printers!"

Oh! Heh! That was kinda funny! Mina nodded approvingly to Momo. "Creati sounds like an awesome name. Toyotama and Creati, going to take the world by storm!"

Sitting up, Ochako thrust her fist into the air excitedly. "And I don't have an epithet yet, but I'm going to be Uravity! You know? Uraraka plus gravity? Uravity!"

Hmm. She did need an epithet. Mina tapped her finger against her chin and then looked across the pile to Izumi, who was furrowing her brow in thought. "Izumi. Whatcha got for her?"

"I mean, epithets don't need to be unique. Hero names… should be, but there's regularly repetition among heroes when it comes to epithets. There's multiple Flame Heroes, Endeavor is just the best known of them. That being said… synonyms." Izumi peered over at Ochako. "What about instead of the Space Hero like Thirteen, you were like… the Stellar Hero? Or maybe like, the Cosmic Hero: Uravity?"

Ochako clapped her hands together excitedly. "I love it! The Cosmic Hero it is. Thanks, Izumi! What about you, though? What's your hero name going to be?"

Shrugging helplessly, Izumi gestured to herself. "I haven't really thought about hero names since back when Kacchan and I were on the playground and I was All Mighty Girl. Especially lately, I've been focused so hard on just trying to get into UA that I wasn't really thinking about what to do when I got there."

"Hmm. I heard someone else mention earlier that someone calls you 'Deku'? That sorts sounds like Dekiru, the word for 'you can do it'." Ochako clenched her fists excitedly. "What if that was your hero name? Dekiru: the Can Do Hero?"

A croak of laughter emerged from Tsuyu. "It would work on multiple levels, kero." When Ochako looked over at her, she elaborated." Because Izumi's a succubus." Ochako continued to stare at her unknowingly and Tsuyu sighed. "Dekiru can also mean to, you know, do it. Have sex. So having a succubus hero whose name is 'you can do it' but also 'let's do it' would be fun wordplay."

Ochako's eyes widened. "Dekiru means that? I didn't know that! I didn't know that at all!" Turning back to Izumi, she waved her hands emphatically. "Do not choose that as your hero name. I take it back."

Giggling softly, Izumi leaned over and high fived Tsuyu. "That's actually kind of a fun idea. Wordplay names are really popular and especially if I'm going to be like, the gooner fodder heroine, a name like that would really suit me. Thanks for the idea, Ochako!"

"No! I have regrets!" Sighing, Ochako buried her face in her hands before peeking between her fingers at Tsuyu. "What about you? Please tell me that you have something wholesome in mind to get us back on track."

Tsuyu offered an enthusiastic thumbs up. "Froppy: the Rainy Season Hero. I've had that name picked out since I was a literal child, kero. I have a backup prepared for if I decide to go into spotlight heroics, though. Hoplite: the Jump Kick Hero."

Both of those were really good names, Mina decided. She was a bit partial to Froppy, though, if for no reason other than that she wanted to be the primary kicking villain person on the team. Tooru still wanted to be Invisible Girl, which they had to seriously discuss at some point because Mina was pretty sure she'd regret it when she was older. Yuu and Moe already had names. Mei and Mitoku didn't need them. Himiko and Enmuko didn't either. "Fuyumi? What about you?"

Puffing up, Fuyumi gestured to herself. "Laufey: the Rime Hero." As the others stared at her uncertainly, the white-haired girl shrunk down a little in her seat. "I thought it would be funny? The short ass girl naming herself after a frost giant?"

"Isn't Laufey a guy frost giant, though?" Mina looked around for affirmation, because she liked Marvel movies but she wasn't a hardcore fan. "Like, the character is Loki Laufeyson, right? And Norse people are the dad's name plus son?"

Fuyumi held up a finger. "Actually, Loki is repeatedly named Laufeyjarson in the Eddas, with the 'jar' denoting that he's the son of Laufey but Laufey is his mother. His dad's name is Fárbauti." At the dumbfounded looks from the others, she shrugged defensively. "What? I'm a bit of a mythology nerd."

Everyone turned to where Momo and Saiko were curled together with Mei, Mina among them because… well, those two knew practically everything. Saiko held her hands up defensively. "Norse mythology isn't exactly something I've ever put any effort into studying. If Fuyumi says that's the truth, we should believe her."

Oh! Wait! Saiko! She wasn't publicly active yet. What was her hero name going to be? Mina leaned forward and gestured to the periwinkle-haired girl. "Saiko! What's your hero name going to be? I bet it's something super cool!"

And it was! "Oracle: the All Knowing Hero." Saiko rubbed her nails against her shirt before grinning smugly. "Because I may not in fact know everything, but between my natural intelligence and my quirk, I can fake it rather convincingly."

Hmm. That really just left… Kyouka, Pony, and Yui? Meeting the violette's eyes from where her and her sister were curled up on the opposite side of Mei from Momo and Saiko, Mina raised an eyebrow. Kyouka gestured to herself in askance before shrugging uncertainly. "No fucking idea. I was just going to call myself Earphone Jack and be done with it, but everyone else has such cool names in mind that now I'm self-conscious."

From at her side, Mitoku snorted softly. "I'm trying to talk her into being Heartjack: the Songstress Hero. Or maybe Heartsong, same epithet. Something… anything is better than just calling herself Earphone Jack."

They could workshop that in the future, Mina decided. They had time. Figuring that it was probably her turn or thereabouts, Pony bounced excitedly and brought her fingers up to the sides of her head to mimic her horns. "Rocketti. No epithet yet either, but I'm working on it."

"Twilight: the 15+ Hero." At the surprised looks she received, Yui blushed faintly. "Like Midnight, just a little tamer. Going to give Yuu and Izumi competition for being the thot hero of the group."

That sounded fantastic and Mina couldn't wait to see it!

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"Getting cocooned in wings all night was surprisingly comfortable. Ten out of ten, would recommend to friends."

Mina grinned impishly at Fuyumi before running her fingers through the girl's hair. "Wing cuddles are the best cuddles, hands down. I kinda want to try cuddling with Izumi so I can be on the other end of it, but I feel like that would be way too much wing in one bed."

Resting her chin on Mina's shoulder, Moe snickered softly. "I'm still surprised she put the two of us in the same room. Yaomomo seemed pretty intent on mixing people up. Except for her and Saiko and Mei. Host's prerogative, I suppose."

Mina looked back at Moe and pressed a kiss to the girl's lips before nodding. "I did notice that! Like Tsuyu, Ochako, and Tooru were all split up. Granted she put Tooru with Yuu, so she wasn't completely heartless, but she was definitely trying to encourage intra-hoard links with these sleeping arrangements."

"Speaking of links, I may have a lead on a new hoard member." That gave her Mina's complete attention and Mina rolled onto her back, suffering through wing squish so she could see Moe better. "It's not a sure thing yet. Remember how we're not supposed to be dating at Shiketsu? She's… kinda dumb and I'm not sure I trust her not to out herself, me, or possibly both of us just by saying something stupid."

Mina's golden eyes went wide and she let out a gasp. "The dumbest blonde we've ever met. As the prophecy foretold."

A soft snicker escaped Moe at that. "I would call her more fawn colored? Like, her hair is literally the color of a sika deer. But yeah, Camie is… awfully dumb. She's my kouhai so we don't interact as much as we could, even less now that I'm working for Endeavor, but she has like… Moedar. The minute I set foot on campus, she is in my back pocket. So I'm pretty sure she has a crush on me."

"Pfft, who wouldn't have a crush on you? You're amazing." Fuyumi rolled over and tucked herself under Mina's arm, resting her chin on the rosette's chest as she stared across at Moe. "Does she have anything to recommend her? Like… so far I'm just hearing that you have a bimbo kouhai and we sort of already have that covered with Mina and Tooru."

Mina cocked her head to the side thoughtfully. "Am I a bimbo, or am I just a dumb girl? Like, what's the actual definition of a bimbo?"

Furrowing her brow, Moe shrugged uncertainly. "I don't rightly know. I thought it was just a stupid girl, but maybe there's more to it? We can ask Saiko or Yaomomo later. They know pretty much everything. But no, Camie is fun. She's got this bright, light hearted energy that I feel would fit in really well around her. And she has, uh, other good points." For emphasis, Moe brought her hands up to her chest.

Mina let out a soft snicker. She was definitely not averse to having another girlfriend with rocking tits. While several of them already had that department covered, there was no such thing as too many big tits in her polycule. "What's her quirk?"

"Glamour. She breathes out this glittering mist and it turns into illusions. Auditory and visual. So she's possibly got a bright future ahead of her as a sidekick?" Moe considered that for a moment before shrugging. "I personally can't see how she can turn that into an entire heroic career, but someone has to be the sidekick, right?"

Mina shook her head vehemently. "Not with us! She could be a valuable member of Team Holy Hoard. Like, imagine her distracting the shit out of some villains and then… wham! Bam! We come down on them like the fist of god and ruin their day!"

Blinking owlishly, Moe gave a reluctant nod. "I mean, when you put it like that, she has heroic potential. If I can figure out how to get her into the polycule without giving us both away. I don't know what would happen if I got expelled at this point, and I'd rather not find out."

"Very fair! So yeah. Approach with caution. If it comes down to it, we'd rather have you for sure than possibly you and maybe someone else." Stretching, Mina squirmed out from between the pair of girls and slid down to the end of the bed and off. "Who wants to go find out what our hostess has planned for us?"

Squirming into the gap she'd made, Fuyumi snuggled in against Moe and tucked her head under the taller girl's chin. "Not me. I am feeling like relaxing and being lazy. But I'm not the one in charge here. Mina, you should probably go check in on everyone else."

The unfortunate part was that the smaller girl was right. The others could all be lazy. She had responsibilities to the hoard to fulfill. Huffing, Mina made her way over to the three neat stacks of clothing that had been left on top of the dresser at some point. Evidently Momo was either up even earlier than her or had stayed up late? Changing into a pair of pink and black leopard print tights and a black tank top, Mina waved goodbye to her fieriest girlfriend and her smallest girlfriend. "Have fun! I'm going to see what everyone else is up to."

Given they were spread over several floors, the number of people that Mina could easily pester was limited. Fuyumi and Moe had been located on Momo's floor, which had been part of why Mina picked them: she'd stayed up talking to their hostess until late and then picked a room at random off the same floor. There were only two other pairs located on the same floor as them, and Mina found herself trying the first door curiously. "Rise and… shine?"

"Morning, Mina!" In the middle of a pushup, Yuu balanced on one hand so that she could wave to Mina with the other. "Tooru was curious about my morning workout and so I'm walking her through things. Do you want to join us?"

Hopping to her feet, Tooru bounced over to Mina and gave the taller girl a peck on the lips before leaning in to whisper in her ear. "It's a trap. I thought I was in good shape but Yuu is in so much better shape than me."

Mina gave a faint nod to Tooru before turning back to Yuu and smiling brightly. "Maybe on Sunday. Or maybe a little later. Are you guys going for a run later?" Yuu nodded and Mina offered her a thumbs up. "Let me see what everyone else is up to and then I will join you for a run? Sound good?"

"Works for me." Yuu did another pushup before peering up at Tooru. "Get back down here. You said you wanted to try working out like a hero. That means a hundred pushups, a hundred sit ups, a hundred squats, and a ten kilometer run. Every single day."

Well, the squats and run sounded like fun. She'd take a pass on the rest, though. Waving goodbye, Mina continued onward. Opening the next door, the rosette giggled brightly as she walked in on Tsuyu giving the side of Pony's face a long lick. The pair looked over at her and Pony raised an eyebrow. "Can I help you, Rosada?"

Snickering softly, Tsuyu waved dismissively. "I've always wanted to say this. Close the door, kero, you're letting all the stank out."

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"So, I had an epiphany last night. I am merely an conduit for my creations. But at the same time, that aperture is limited to what can fit through my bare skin in any given direction. So while it is tall…" Glimmers sparkled across Momo's thigh as she agilely threw herself into a spinning kick, landing with a bow in her hands. "…a bow is a completely reasonable creation if I eject it from the top rather than from the front."

Mina clapped excitedly before pausing and leaning forward in concern. "You literally just today figured out that you can rotate things to create them?"

Inhaling deeply, Momo sighed. "As Mei has repeatedly told both Saiko and I? We are very smart girls, but sometimes we are not wise. I tend to eject swords and staves laterally rather than centrally because my natural inclination is to create a portion that I can grasp and pull it free. With a bow, the portion that I would grasp is near the center. And so that has been holding me back, I fear."

Fair enough. Given that if their situations were reversed, Mina would probably be smart enough to create, like, water with the ravenette's quirk? She wasn't going to make fun of her. "So, suddenly the target over there makes a lot more sense than it did thirty seconds ago."

"Yes, I fear that I am not particularly skilled with a bow at present, having never bothered to learn because I couldn't figure out how to create one on demand." Momo created an arrow from her skin, nocked it, drew, and fired at the target. And… "Hmm. Three points. Hardly a bullseye, but better than I feared."

Closing the distance between them, Mina hugged the taller girl from behind and peeked over her shoulder. "You know, that's sort of a cool looking bow. Those are going to be your costume colors, right?"

Momo nodded, holding the bow in one hand as she rubbed the other hand down one of the limbs. "Black dominant, for my hair. Red and silver and tan for the costume design that I submitted. I call it… the Yaoyorumi."

Oh, that was actually super cute! And she was going to use the name mashup costume part idea. Was now a good time to tell the ravenette that she'd been calling them Yaoyoroppai in her head for a while now? Hmm. Maybe later. "Okay, but thought. What if you cheat?"

"Hmm?" Momo peered back over her shoulder, raising an eyebrow at Mina. "How precisely does one cheat with a bow?"

Mina reached around, pressing her breasts into Momo's back as she tapped a spot a few centimeters above the grip. "Okay, so like, they make laser sights for guns, right? I have no idea how accurate they are and if this is even possible but like… while you're still working on your muscle memory and hand-eye coordination? What if you stick a laser sight on your bow?"

Frowning, Momo's shoulder sparkled and she pulled a small device free. It took her a moment to figure out how to attach it to the bow, and then she drew and fired a second arrow. "Seven points. I don't know if I need to calibrate this or I'm just doing something wrong? Something to experiment with, I suppose."

And given that she couldn't contribute in any meaningful way, Mina was going to leave her girlfriend to that. Clapping her hands together, the rosette turned back to her assembled girlfriends. "So, we know what Yaomomo is going to be doing from now until her sizable lunch. Possibly from lunch until dinner as well. What's everyone else's idea of fun while we're on a property big enough to get away with using our quirks?"

Well, most of them could get away with using their quirks. Yuu had ducked out after breakfast, owing to the fact that all of them being in one place meant there was no one to anchor or swap with Enmuko and that meant taking the train back to Chiba for work. The others, on the other hand? The sky was the limit. Literally in her, Izumi, and Moe's cases. And… Pony's evidently? Mina watched in surprise as the girl popped off a pair of horns and promptly jumped onto them, lifting slowly off the ground. "Flying practice! Does anyone want to come flying with me?"

Izumi's hand shot into the air. "Absolutely me! I love flying, although I'm still not great at it." The verdette pushed off the ground and spread her wings, flapping them powerfully as she fought to gain altitude. Which made sense, what with how much ass and titty she was carrying. "Catch me if you can!"

The pair took off into the bright morning sky as Mina let her gaze wander over the others. Yui made her way over to Himiko and raised an eyebrow. "You can stab. Can you fight?"

"Uh, I have several years of self-defense training because I'm too cute to get stuffed into a van and sold into sexual slavery. No formal combat training with the knife, though. I just sorta… aim for what looks squishy and hope for the best." Himiko tipped her head to the side as she eyed the quiet girl. "Why? There's not like, a button I can press, please hold for Mitsuri. But like… she tends to take over when I'm in danger. You could try and hit me and hope for the best?"

Shrugging the mini backpack she was wearing onto one shoulder, Yui unzipped it and reached inside, emerging with… a small black rectangle mounted on a wooden handle? Mina stared at it uncomprehendingly until the ravenette resettled her backpack and then tapped the black rectangle against her palm. "For my persona." She furrowed her brow and the rectangle - but not the handle - enlarged until it was almost as long as Yui was tall, and around ten centimeters wide and thick. "Censor box."

Mina's eyes widened and she let out a delighted giggle. "Because you want to be the 15+ Hero! I get it!" She eyed it curiously and then gestured from the short ravenette to her taller counterpart as Momo continued to draw arrows from her skin and shoot them at the target. "Did she make that for you?"

"Mmm. Want to try using it." Yui twirled it around her body before launching into a twisting jump kick that made Mina's back pop just watching her. "Have baguazhang training. Think I can make this work."

"Holy shit. I'm dating a thotbender." Kyouka blushed as the others looked over at her. "What? We're all thinking it."

Mina shook her head at that. "I for one am not because I have no idea what that's supposed to be a reference to."

Sighing, Mitoku leaned against her sister. "It's an old pre-quirk American franchise. This absolute nerd was completely obsessed with it for a year or two and even got our parents to sign her up for tai chi classes because she was completely. Fucking. Fixated. On the protagonist of the second series."

Grumbling, Kyouka elbowed her sister in the stomach. "Shut up. I was young and just realizing I was gay and Avatar Korra was immaculate butch lesbian representation that did things for me."

"Korra?" Yui gestured to Kyouka and then back to herself. "Aang. Fight me." And then she launched herself at Kyouka, causing the violette to squawk indignantly and backpedal to try and get herself some room to maneuver.

So, that was happening. Moe and Fuyumi were slowly moving down the lawn to an empty space although after growing up with Endeavor for a father, Mina was pretty sure that Moe was going to be a casual workout for the white-haired girl. With Kyouka occupied, Mei had pulled her tablet out of somewhere and sidled up to Mitoku, and the pair were talking lowly. After thinking for a moment, Mina thrust her finger out at… "Tsuyu! I challenge you to a round of mouth-to-mouth combat!"

"So basically you just want to make out while the others work on their quirks?"

"I do!"

"Hmm. Sounds like fun, kero."

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"Can you keep a secret?"

"Um, I am actively working on getting better at that?" Mina offered Tooru a hesitant thumbs up, which made the invisible girl sigh softly. "What? Like I told Tsuyu when we had that enlightening conversation about her frog schmeat situation, I don't gossip to be malicious. I just… sometimes don't think. But I'm, like, reasonably good at not repeating things when people go 'Mina, don't repeat this' so I feel like your secret is safe-ish with me?"

Tooru sighed again before waving her hand dismissively. "Well, you're the one I've known the longest in this group so I feel like if I'm going to tell anyone, it's going to be you. Or, well, show anyone." Show anyone what? Tooru promptly answered the unasked question by inhaling and then.. sparkling? It wasn't a solid form, but her entire body became outlined with sparkling lights, allowing Mina her first look at Tooru's face apart from when Himiko imitated her. Tooru exhaled and the effect faded, returning her to invisibility. "Yeah. That."

Grabbing Tooru's hands, Mina bounced on her toes excitedly. "Oh my god, you're actually figuring out visibility? That's so cool! When did this happen?"

"Well, I haven't really told anyone but I've slowly been working with a laser pointer. Bending the light. I've been making slow and steady progress with that." Tooru gestured to her chest. "So I figured that instead of trying to like, un-invisible myself, what if I tried to bend the light around me to outline me? And tada! It works! For short periods of time."

Mina nodded and then realized something. "And you have to hold your breath to do it?" Tooru's headband bobbed and Mina gasped, bringing her hands up to her face. "What if you have an aneurysm?"

Cocking her head to the side, Tooru sparkled back into visibility so that Mina could see the girl staring at her disbelievingly for a few seconds before exhaling. "Mina, I know you're like… less academically oriented than the rest of us, but come on. You can't have an aneurysm from holding your breath."

"Yuh huh!" Mina crossed her arms over her chest petulantly. "I read it somewhere once."

Tooru shook her head in resignation. "I don't even want to know the context for that. But no, I looked it up before I started messing with this. There was actually a clinical study on prolonged breath holding and it spikes my blood pressure a little but there's actually no risk to a healthy young woman in reasonably good shape." Mina looked doubtful at that, and Tooru reached up to grab her shoulders, sparkling into visibility once more to display a reassuring expression before exhaling. "I promise. I'm okay."

After regarding the girl uncertainly for a few more seconds, Mina sighed and wrapped her arms around Tooru's waist. "I'll trust you. Just be careful? And stuff? I don't know how useful this is going to be, but it seems like an exciting first step?"

"Yeah, I mean, I obviously need to find a way to extend my ability to bend light beyond a single breath. Like, what if I'm trying to bend a laser villain's laser away from a crowd and then I have to breathe and… pow. Bang. Catastrophe." Tooru shook her head slowly. "It's a start. Also, it's not my only way to be visible at the moment. Remember my 'talk to Mei' thing? Which, uh, you completely failed to remind me about but thankfully I remembered?"

In Mina's defense, she had a lot on her mind a lot of the time trying to juggle the entire damn hoard. This was why she had come up with the idea of like, mini groups with group leaders. She absolutely should have asked Tsuyu to remind her to do it. Shaking her head, the rosette refocused on the present. "Is Mei going to be able to help you?"

Nodding, Tooru reached into her pocket and pulled out what looked like a gleaming metallic slap bracelet. "I have absolutely no idea how this works and why Mei isn't like, a multimillionaire because it actually does… but…" Tooru wrapped it around her left wrist and promptly popped into visibility, smiling widely at Mina. "Tada!"

Mina's eyes widened in delight. Tooru was an absolute babe! And now she could have actually visible Tooru-Tooru instead of time limit constrained Himiko-Tooru. Or if she got really greedy, she could have Tooru-Tooru and Himiko-Tooru at the same time! "Ahh! Ahh! You're so pretty, oh my gosh. Wait, why have we not showed this to literally everyone yet? This is a major development. Like, everybody needs to know immediately."

Shaking her head, Tooru reached up to grab Mina's face, cupping her cheeks in her hands. The bracelet was definitely some kind of metal, and felt cool and smooth to the touch against Mina's jaw. "Shh. I'm trying to be romantic. I'm sharing my secret with you first. Even Mei hasn't seen me yet; I took the bracelet but told her that I'd test it with you and report back to her. I wanted you to be the first person to actually… see me."

"Wahh! That is really romantic! Oh my god, Tooru, that means so much to me!" Leaning in, Mina pressed her lips against Tooru's excitedly. And wow, it was a little weird to be able to look her girlfriend in the eyes while they kissed. She was going to have to get used to that. Not that she minded. Tooru had really pretty eyes! Breaking apart, Mina peppered little kisses all over the shorter girl's face. "I love this so much. God, I am going to take… so many selfies with you from now on. You're so beautiful, Tooru. Like, shit, we're going to have so many girls trying to date you."

Pulling back a little, Tooru reached up and tugged at her bracelet, unwinding it from around her wrist and disappearing from view again. "Yeah, uh, about that? Like… I think this may be an occasional social thing? Not an every day all the time thing?"

Mina furrowed her brow at Tooru's words, staring at the girl in disbelief. "But all this time, you've wanted to be visible. And now that you can, you don't want to anymore?"

"I want to be able to control my quirk instead of having it control my life. And I'm going to get there someday. This?" Tooru waved the bracelet back and forth in the space between them. "This is a crutch. This is a cheat. Now that I have it? I realize that. And so…" She slapped the bracelet back on, popping back into visibility again. "I'll use it. Sometimes. But like, this is my 'would you love me if I was a worm' moment I guess. Will you still love me until I figure out how to be completely visible on my own?"

That didn't even require a moment's thought on Mina's part. "Um, absolutely. Definitely. Completely. I do love you, Tooru. Like, a lot. A lot a lot. And so if you want to be my invisible girlfriend until you figure out how to become my visible girlfriend, I'm completely okay with that."

Tooru let out a sigh of relief. "I mean, I didn't really expect you to say anything else, but it's still nice to actually hear you say it to my face. So yeah. Cool. Glad to hear that we're on the same page right now." The iridescent girl peered down at her chest before blushing faintly as she looked back up at Mina. "Okay, but like… while they're here. Can you get a selfie of us pressing our breasts together with a good down shirt angle? I feel like my breasts look amazing."

"They do, though!"

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Tackling Mei, Mina almost immediately regretted her life choices as her body weight knocked her fellow rosette over, sending her sprawling to the ground. Twisting her hips - and minorly applying her quirk - Mina managed to rotate them so that she hit the ground first, cringing as her wings dug into the grass. Once they came to a stop, she recovered and beamed up at Mei. "Hi!"

Mei grinned bemusedly down at Mina, her crosshair eyes spinning wildly as she looked Mei up and down. "Hi. Not that I mind but what's the occasion?"

"It worked!" Mina giggled excitedly, reaching up to grab Mei's head and pull the girl down into a kiss. And then a second kiss. And then she peppered kisses across the girl's face for good measure. "Your baby worked!"

Mei raised an eyebrow at that, before deciding to take the initiative and plant a kiss on Mina. "You're going to have to be more specific. A surprising number of my babies actually work. Surprising because, well, I consume unholy amounts of energy drinks and don't sleep nearly enough."

Raising her hands between them, Mina tapped on her wrist. "Your power suppressing baby. The one you gave Tooru. She came to me and showed me and it actually worked. I could see her. And I was really excited about that because I know from having Himiko turn into her that Tooru is a major babe."

"First of all, that's the quirk inhibiting baby. Not suppressing. That's why I haven't really managed to find a buyer for it yet. It won't stop you from using your quirk if you put your mind to it, it just adds an on switch." Mei looked over at where Tooru was currently lounging on the grass with Tsuyu and Ochako, completely invisible again. "Perfect for Tooru. Not really great for most anything else."

Mina furrowed her brow and then gestured in the same direction. "Well, I've seen Ochako accidentally float things. What if we gave them to her so she could five finger touch things safely? Or like… what if you had her quirk but worse? Like what if everything you touched… I don't know, disintegrated or something? I bet they'd love to have your bracelets."

Cocking her head to the side, Mei considered that before nodding slowly. "So, what you're telling me is that there's a niche market but there is a market. And I should probably do market research with Ochako at a minimum." Mina nodded agreeably; she knew a little about finding and appealing to an audience, after all. "Good to know. Now, Mitoku and I were going to work on babies together before you interrupted us. I guess I don't mind the kisses. But I do want to work on babies. Do you want to come with us or something?"

Not especially, to be honest. Inventing was all sorts of science and technology fields that she was completely terrible at academically. She would probably end up blowing up something in short order. And while she was more durable than the average person, that didn't make blowing herself up sound any more fun. And what if she blew up someone else? "Can I score, like, a solid five or ten more minutes before the baby making commences? I just sort of want to vibe with you for a bit."

Mei's head slowly tilted to the other side as she thought. Then she reached down, pulling her phone out of her pocket. "Siri, set a timer for ten minutes." Her phone chirped and a countdown appeared on the screen, and Mei showed it to Mina before setting it down on the grass next to them. "You've got ten minutes. Make them count."

Wow! Rude! But also practical. Mina was a huge procrastinator and time waster. Mei very clearly was not. Maybe that was a trait of Mei's that could rub off on Mina one of these days? Only time would tell. "First of all, are you ready for school on Monday? You probably have the worst commute other than… oh, I need to check in with Ochako and Izumi at some point and see if they actually worked out the live-in girlfriend thing that they were talking about."

"Hmm. Commuting is going to cut into my baby making time, isn't it?" Mei tapped her finger against her chin thoughtfully. "I wonder if Yaomomo would let me move into… wait, what about my workshop?" Mei looked off towards the wooded portion of the property speculatively. "Do you think her parents would be mad if I took over an entire room as a workshop?"

Mina shrugged uncertainly. "I mean, they let Himiko move in and Eri move in. They have more than enough rooms. Why would one girl taking up two more rooms be an issue? Especially since they're just… not using the rooms as it is?"

Nodding thoughtfully, Mei looked over at where Momo was continuing to work out with the archery target. "I'll ask. If not… how would you feel about me commuting with you one way each day?" Mina shrugged again; she wasn't opposed but, uh, why? "You're a bit closer to school, so less time on the train. Also, I mean, different scenery at least? If I'm going to be stuck for hours on the train each day, I can at least make it an interesting experience?"

Shooting finger guns at the girl, Mina grinned playfully. "Joke's on you, I'm only commuting one way most days." Mei raised an eyebrow. "Enmuko, remember? Yui and Pony and Izumi and Fuyumi and the twins all live in Musutafu. Depending on how we want to handle it, I can either jump to one of them each morning - possibly even a different one of them on a daily basis- or I could be super lazy and wait until they get to school and just hop to them at the campus gates."

"Oh. Heh. Right. If I can teleport to you in Chiba, then you can teleport to people in Musutafu. And teleport me to Musutafu." Mei reached up, grabbing at Mina's hands. "Can I get in on that? You pop to school. I pop to you. Sound like a doable plan? That would easily cut hours of wasted time out of my day. I could stay in the workshop until 7:45 every morning with Enmuko in the mix."

She could! For that matter, that meant that Mina could relax at home until 7:44 every morning. That actually sounded like a really great plan. They'd just have to coordinate things because the rosette wasn't sure what the policy was for getting one's girlfriend to teleport them onto the school campus was, but given that it was flagrant illegal quirk use, she was guessing it was… frowned upon? "Maybe 7:30? And we'll need to find a nice alley for someone to meet us in." Mei looked confused and Mina sighed. "Enmuko appearing out of nowhere and then making us appear with her is a very obvious sort of quirk use that's hard to disguise?"

Mei huffed softly. "Oh, right, the law. We're supposed to obey those, aren't we? I guess I've just gotten spoiled being a vigilante and everything. I forget sometimes that we're actually supposed to be aspiring to uphold the system instead of sneaking around it."

True. She did actually want to be a hero. And a good one. A law abiding one. It was just that… some laws were just so dumb! Enmuko should be free to pop around the country as much as she wanted. It was literally what she was made for! One of these days, she'd figure out a way to overthrow the system and build a better one. A communist one, possibly, which reminded her that she still needed to have Communism Theory Hour with Ochako at some point.

Peeking over, Mina saw that she had three whole minutes remaining. Grinning playfully, she winked up at Mei. "Can I make out with you for the rest of my assigned time?"

"You know what? Sure."

"Woo!"

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"So, uh, what's the big plan here? Like… you're going to go to school and become heroes and then what?"

Reaching up to where Eri was settled on her lap, Mina poked the girl's nose. "Then we become a hero agency and become the number one heroes as a team and we're rich and famous and awesome and so, so gay."

Eri considered that for a moment before nodding slowly. "I see. And, uh, what happens to me? Like, where do I fit into this? Heroes get lots of attention. What's going to happen when someone pays attention to me?"

"Well, Mom Mom is trying to register you as Yaoyorozu Eri. So officially you'll have the best mom as a real mom. Other than that?" Mina shrugged uncertainly. "We're sorta making this up as we go along. There's not really a handbook for how to properly adopt a child abuse victim that you rescue from the yakuza. I kinda wish there was, though, with a chapter on how to get you to stop swearing."

Eri stuck her tongue out at that. "I'll stop swearing when you stop being gross, Pink Mom."

…but she liked being gross. Hmmph. No deal! Mina giggled and rubbed her nose against Eri's. "Guess we're just stuck with each other the way we are, then. But that's okay. Nobody's perfect, and we shouldn't expect each other to be either."

Nodding emphatically, Eri pumped one small fist in the air. "Fuck yeah!" Bringing her hand down, she rested her chin on it. "Hmm. I'm back on wanting to go to school today. Maybe I should stop swearing? Like, maybe I could just swear in my head and that would be good enough? So I don't teach other kids bad words and get in trouble?"

Mina bumped her fist gently against Eri's. "That would be an excellent idea, yes. It would also mean that Mom Mom stops huffing and puffing about you swearing. Which would be nice. I really don't care, to be honest, but it seems to mean something to her."

"I'm not going to lie, half the reason I swear at least half of the time is because of the face she makes. It's really fun to watch her go…" Eri scrunched up her face in a credible imitation of Momo's consternated expression. "I don't know. I'll think on it. I can't stay home forever… or can I? Can Mama Mama just homeschool me and then I'll just live my best life starring on a YouTube channel with lots of bleeps?"

Mina giggled softly. Given that she and Himiko were both content producers - albeit content completely unrelated to child rearing - they had the background to make that a reality. "Would you actually want to be a YouTube star?"

"I'm thinking about it. We'll see." Shifting on Mina's lap, the girl peered over at where Himiko was doing something on her computer. "Mama Mama, you're too quiet. Whatcha doing?"

That was a really good question. Mina had idly followed Himiko back to her room when the group gathering downstairs broke up, given that the blonde was three completely different shades of fun at times and Mina enjoyed all of them. Himiko had immediately made a beeline for her computer and was fiddling with it, but she definitely wasn't streaming? She was really intent on what she was doing, though. Sliding over to the edge of the bed, Mina threw her legs over the edge and lifted Eri as she rose to her feet. "Let's go see, huh?"

Making their way over to Himiko's desk, Mina leaned against the back of the blonde's chair and peered down at the screen. It appeared to be… a map of the house, or at least something very close to what Momo had given them when they arrived? There were lines and Xs drawn all over it, as Himiko stared intently at the screen and tapped a finger against her chin. "I haven't really toured the house yet on stream. I haven't been here long enough. People have noticed that my shooting space is different, but I haven't officially commented on it. So I was thinking of doing a 'getting to know my new space' stream, but I don't want to like… rub in that I'm living in a huge fucking mansion?"

"So you're trying to plan a walkthrough that doesn't make the house look obnoxious?" Mina let out a soft snort as she leaned forward, tracing her finger over one of Himiko's proposed routes on the screen. "Good luck. This place is huge. I genuinely honestly don't think there's a way to show any real amount of it without like, long walks down longer hallways. Even if you don't show every room and what's inside, like, it's going to be pretty obvious that there's a lot of it."

Himiko nodded distractedly. "My second choice is like, a series of Reels? One in here, maybe one in Yaomomo's room, two or three in other public spaces, call it a day? I dunno. I also need to figure out how to introduce this whole polyamory thing to my followers. I feel like the fetishization of lesbianism means I won't take a hit, but I do want to be fairly upfront and not like… hey, surprise, I've been dating an entire basketball team for the past few months."

Furrowing her brow, Mina kept one arm around Eri as the other fished out her phone. Tapping a question into Google, she waited for an answer to come back and then let out a delighted giggle. Her hoard was - in fact - slightly larger than a professional basketball team! Nice! Tucking her phone away, Mina deposited Eri in Himiko's lap and then perched herself on the armrest so she could play with the blonde's hair. "Did we ever post the collab photos? And by we, I mean you. I know I haven't."

"…think about that, Mina. If I posted them as collab photos, I'm pretty sure you would know, wouldn't you?" Given how dumb she could be from time to time? Not necessarily. Mina stuck out her tongue and Himiko returned the gesture before holding up her phone. "But no, I haven't. I have photos with almost all the hoard from last Sunday and I just… haven't figured out how to transition into that new phase of my life."

Mina perked up. "What about a Reel of us sloppily making out to 'All The Things She Said'? I feel that would be a pretty simple way of revealing that you have a girlfriend."

Exchanging looks, Eri and Himiko uttered the same words in perfect sync. "Pink Mom is being gross."

A soft huff escaped Mina at that. "I was being good. I was going to suggest a video of me and Yaomomo pinning you between us as we passed you back and forth and sloppily made out with you together. Now that would be a good way to announce that you've joined my hoard. And it would introduce the whole Himomo aspect of your life too. Like, it would work."

Grumbling under her breath, Eri slid down off of Himiko's lap and dropped to her feet on the floor. "Gross gross gross. I don't need to be hearing this. I am leaving. Mama Mama, look me up my AirTag when it's time for bed. I'm gonna be literally anywhere but here."

As Eri hurried away, Mina turned back to Himiko and raised an eyebrow. "She has an AirTag on her?"

"In my defense, have you seen the size of this house?" Himiko pulled up Find My on her phone and the pair watched as the dot indicating Eri's location moved further away. "I mean, it's not foolproof but it narrows things down. And Precision Finding is actually good enough that I can narrow down a floor and figure out where she's found her way into."

Huh. Good to know. With Eri out of the way - and now out of sight- Mina slid herself onto Himiko's lap. "So about that Reel idea…"

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"Hmm. I feel suitably fancy. I might actually be ready for this. I'm probably going to ruin it the moment we walk into the restaurant, though."

A faint smile crossed Momo's face as she leaned back against the seat of the limousine as they slowly made their way through the streets of Nagoya. "Might I remind you that you agreed to this? It was wholly my idea, granted, but you did in fact agree to it."

Mina nodded excitedly, smoothing her hands over the very nice - and very pretty - backless black dress that Momo had made for the occasion. "I did! And I'm not complaining! I'm just worried that I'm going to embarrass you. Like, which fork is which?"

Chuckling softly, Momo reached out to rub Mina's thigh reassuringly. "We're going to a traditional Japanese restaurant this evening. No forks to worry about. Just chopsticks. You'll be fine. Although… Kyokaiseki Hachisen is a kaiseki restaurant. Have you ever been to one?"

"I have not!" Mina wasn't even sure what a kaiseki restaurant was, to be honest. She debated pulling out her phone to look it up before realizing that she had a willing reference sitting directly across from her. "Tell me about it?"

Momo cocked her head to the side, a thoughtful expression on her face. "I'm honestly not sure how to describe it to someone who's never been." Oh. So less useful than anticipated. "It is a multi-course meal. Originally, it comprised of miso soup and three sides - what is now known as 'set' cuisine - but has evolved to include at a minimum one appetizer, sashimi, a simmered dish, a grilled dish, and a steamed dish. With other dishes coming at the discretion of the chef."

Oh. Oh! So kaiseki was like, super fancy people food. Probably smaller dishes and a bunch of them. Neat! Mina wasn't mad about that. She liked trying new things. A little intimidated, maybe, because there were going to be a lot of fancy things being put in front of her, which raised the chances of her embarrassing herself… but she'd try her best! "That sounds like a lot of fun, Yaomomo! See? We're both introducing each other to new things. That's one of the best parts of being in a relationship." Pausing, she looked down at herself. "Just for my own reassurance, I look nice, right? I'd like to think that I'm good at looking like, normal pretty but I've got negative one experience with looking fancy pretty."

Continuing to rub circles on Mina's thigh, Momo nodded in approval. "You look lovely. How are the shoes suiting you? I did warn you that I wanted to look you in the eye tonight."

Mina scoffed slightly and stretched her leg out so she could peer down at her shoes. She was no stranger to heels, obviously, but there were heels and then there were heels. These things were like, heels with four or five Es. Heeeeels. "You know how to make an ankle splint, right? Because I'm pretty sure that I'm going to trip and roll my ankle at some point this evening."

"You have a very good sense of balance and above average reflexes. I'm sure that you'll be fine." The corner of Momo's mouth twitched upward. "If I turn out to be wrong, I am sure that Fuyumi will offer to kiss it better."

That was a sucker bet. Fuyumi would take literally any excuse to bring her lips near Mina's cute pink feet. Although… raising an eyebrow, Mina's eyes drifted across the limousine's cabin to the pair sitting opposite of her and Momo. "What about you, Saiko? Any interest in kissing the feet or just getting stepped on by them?"

"As I have told Fuyumi, I am interested less in the feet in and of themselves and more so interested in what they can do to me… but I will admit that you have particularly attractive feet. So perhaps." Saiko turned to her companion, gesturing across the cabin to Momo. "By the way, if you have any interest in that sort of thing, Yaomomo is a passing fair service top."

Giggling softly, the girl who literally nobody had bothered to introduce to Mina brought her hand up to her mouth. "I'm afraid that fetish is all you, Saiko. As you should know by now, I'm actually fairly vanilla."

Saiko pondered that for a moment, tapping her finger against her chin. "So the time's I've made you walk of shame back to your own dorm room with a facial are… what, precisely?"

"I said fairly vanilla, not completely vanilla. And to be honest, I literally only tolerate that because your dick game is amazing. That is strictly a you thing." Raising an eyebrow, the girl turned to Momo and Mina. "Has she done that to either of you before?"

Mina and Momo exchanged a look before letting out twin sighs. "Yes." While she was passingly interested in details, Mina was even more interested in finding out who she was sharing a limo with. "But more about that later. We're like, most of the way to the restaurant at this point and you two have just been sort of quietly talking the entire time. I didn't want to be rude and interrupt, but I'd really like to know who the heck I'm going on a double date with?"

Grinning shyly, the girl gestured to herself. "I'm sorry! I just wasn't sure what 'two pairs in the same limousine' etiquette was, since you and Mina were talking when I got in. My name is Kizuki Chitose, and I'm going into my second year at Seiai Academy on Monday."

Momo perked up a bit at the girl's introduction. "Oh! I recognize that name. You're the girl that Saiko refers to as her fleshlight."

Eyes widening, Chitose turned to stare at Saiko in disbelief. "What have you been telling them about me?"

"Just the truth. We've been having sex almost every single day since your second day of high school, but you've adamantly refused to be more than friends with benefits with me." Saiko shrugged nonchalantly as Chitose's expression turned from disbelief to exasperation. "I suppose I'll have to find a more flattering way to refer to you now that you've changed your mind, lest Mina seize on it and start calling you that to your face."

Mina shot finger guns at the pair. "Joke's on you, I'm absolutely going to call her Light from now. And that's only because I have to display a bare minimum of politeness or Yaomomo will break up with me. Otherwise, it would be Fleshlight to her face."

Sighing despondently, Saiko shook her head. "Fantastic. That was a life decision that I'm now regretting. Very well. Chitose, I'd like to formally introduce you to Yaoyorozu Momo, my longer term girlfriend. You will likely be allowed to call her Yaomomo if you wish. And-"

"I'm Toyotama! The Dragon of Chiba!"

"-Ashido Mina. Our illustrious leader. She's actually the one who you'll want to talk to if you genuinely want to publish that interview you were talking about." Saiko gestured to her companion, a vaguely proud expression on her face. "Chitose is the star reporter for the Seiai Academy school newspaper. She expressed an interest in writing an article about our hero team plan, which is why I decided to invite her to join us for the evening."

Chitose nodded excitedly. "Polyamorous heroes are few and far between, and generally it tends to be one hero with multiple civilian partners. The Wild Wild Pussycats are literally the only example of two or more polyamorous partners serving on a hero team together that I could find after some in depth investigating. This whole idea is just… fascinating to me. "Chitose dug her phone out of her purse, tapping the screen and then holding it in the air between herself and Mina. "Inquiring minds want to know. What's it like to be in what's undoubtedly going to be the biggest phenomenon to hit the hero scene in a few years?"

Grinning brightly, Mina leaned forward in her seat. "You've evidently decided to find out!"

"I'm still not sure if I'm all the way in or if I'm going to be Saiko's equivalent to… she compared me to someone named Yuu?" Chitose shrugged uncertainly. "But yes, I do suppose I am in fact here in some capacity. I have become the story."

Mina's already wide grin became even wider. "I'm hoping you decide to join all the way. After all, you're gorgeous. Has anyone ever told you that you have really pretty eyes?"

Reaching up, Chitose gestured to her eyes and then over to Mina. "I feel like you're probably biased, but thank you anyway?"

"I am biased! But that doesn't mean they're not really pretty!"

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"So, what made you want to become a reporter?"

"Aren't I supposed to be the one interviewing you right now?"

Waving dismissively, Mina leaned forward across the table toward Chitose, golden eyes gleaming. "You can take a break to answer one little question of mine, can't you? I'll make it worth your while later… if you want."

Chitose giggled softly, reaching up to twirl a strand of lilac hair around her finger. "I actually wanted to be a weather girl when I was younger. When puberty hit, I discovered that it was like I had ESPN or something. My breasts could always tell when it was going to rain." She paused and then amended that statement. "Well… they could tell when it was raining."

Oh my god, she absolutely understood that reference and finally, someone with an appreciation for the true classics. Mina bounced excitedly in her seat. "Do the quote! Do the quote!"

Looking both ways cautiously, Chitose took a deep breath before reaching up to squeeze one breast and then the other, her other hand coming up to pantomime holding a microphone to her mouth. "Hi, this is Kizuki Chitose. It's twenty degrees and there's a thirty percent chance that it's already raining."

"I feel like I'm missing something vitally important at the moment." Momo glanced back and forth between Chitose and Mina before sighing. "This is one of those pop culture things that I'm woefully ignorant of, isn't it?"

Mina nodded eagerly. "Mean Girls is one of those true classics that's withstood the test of time and is just as relevant today as it was two hundred years ago. We will absolutely need to sit down and watch it at some point."

Letting her arms drop back to her sides, Chitose chuckled softly. "I wouldn't go that far, Mina, but it is a fun movie. In all seriousness? I'm an exceptionally curious girl. I want to understand… everything about this world. I want to know everything. And so I decided to become a reporter because it's a respected profession where you actually get paid to learn about new things every day."

That was certainly a take. Not one that Mina had ever considered but to be fair, she'd been intent on becoming a hero since she discovered heroes existed. But Chitose… technically wasn't wrong? Reporters were in fact learning new things all the time. And then teaching people what they learned. If that was the sort of personality that Chitose had? Mina could see why the career appealed to her.

She could also see what had drawn her to Saiko. As the girl had said in the past, she might not know everything, but she could do a passable job of faking it.

After a brief pause, Chitose collected herself and tapped her finger against the screen of her phone as it lay face up on the table. "So. Can we get back to the part where I ask you questions? Since that's technically the entire reason that I'm here?"

"Are you sure that I can't convince you to take a tour of the bathroom with me?" Saiko winked playfully at Chitose. "I stepped inside to freshen up when we got here and it's exactly as fancy as you'd expect from a place like this. I dare say we could have at least a bit of fun while we're waiting for the next course to arrive."

Sighing, Chitose batted at the hand that Saiko was holding out to her, but there was very obviously no real annoyance in the action. "Business and then pleasure, if you please. I can't exactly go back to my editor on Monday and tell him that I don't have an article because I was too busy being gay."

Mina snickered softly. That actually sounded hilarious and she would literally pay to be there when it happened. But fine. Business and then pleasure. "So. You were trying to ask about how the hoard came to be when I distracted you?"

Nodding, Chitose gestured from Mina to Momo. "I know these two were in a relationship previously, and there's an additional girl named Mei who was involved with them. You just… seemed to appear out of nowhere? And despite the fact that they had a preexisting relationship, Saiko claims that you're the leader of this 'hoard' of yours?"

"I did! And I am!" Mina flared her wings out behind her as much as she dared in a semi-crowded restaurant. "Well, I'm a bit of an odd looking dragon but my quirk is still Holy Dragon. And so one day… Tooru - you haven't met her yet, Hagakure Tooru, one of my girlfriends now. She pointed out to me that dragons needed to have hoards to be proper dragons. And that I didn't have a hoard."

Chitose glanced down at her phone for a moment before looking back up at Mina with a disbelieving expression. "I'm vaguely familiar with dragon mythology, and… Tooru isn't wrong? Dragons generally do have hoards. What made you decide to hoard girls, though?"

Bringing her hands up, Mina gestured excitedly in Momo's direction. "Have you seen girls?"

The corner of Chitose's mouth quirked upward. "Point taken."

"In all seriousness, I had been sort of playfully flirting with a few girls that I met at the entrance exam. I did that a lot. Just… flirt for the sake of flirting. And then it hit me." Mina brought her hands up to her chest. "Like… I am a lesbian. Girls are amazing. Why not hoard girls? So I shot my shot and literally all three of the girls that I was hanging out with said yes. And so the Holy Hoard was born. It's sort of exploded since then. I was legitimately not expecting to have a shit ton of girlfriends when I asked Tooru, Ochako, and Tsuyu out… but I'm not mad about it?"

Chitose shook her head slowly. "There are… a lot of names flying around here. Saiko had shown me pictures of herself with, erm, Yaomomo a few times and let me tell you, that did wonders for my self-esteem and adequacy issues. And I was passingly aware of Mei. And then Saiko brought you up this past Monday when we started discussing… changing our personal status quo. But I'm so lost when you talk. Is there like, a spreadsheet or something that I can look at?"

"No, but I have a lot of pictures that I will absolutely take any excuse to show literally anyone!" Pulling her phone out of her purse, Mina unlocked it and opened the photos app. "Do you want to stop recording for a little, or am I going to go on the record rambling about all my girlfriends?"

After considering the question for a moment, Chitose shrugged. "I suppose I can always listen to the recording later to help me memorize who everyone actually is. If you're okay with being recorded, then go for it."

Huh. That was an idea. What if she put together like, a welcome to the hoard video that she could AirDrop onto new members' phones when they joined? She'd probably have to edit and update it pretty often, but like… they could cover group assignments and leaders, what minimal rules and expectations there were, and a who's who so that nobody would be completely overwhelmed by their new circumstances?

Wait. That was a problem for later her. Chitose wanted to hear about her girlfriends now! Mina flicked frantically through her phone until she found one girlfriend in particular. "Let's start with… Dekiru: the Can Do Hero! It's wordplay! Because she's a succubus! Get it?"

"Okay, so I'm already realizing that trying to keep you all at an arm's length is going to be harder than it sounded…"

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"Okay, so, I feel like we need to get our stories straight before any parents get here so we know what we're going to tell them."

Chitose shot Mina a disbelieving look. "We're sitting in a police station and have a fistful of tickets that we need to pay off. The story is spelled out in black ink on paper. Even I'm going to have a hard time spinning this to not seem horrible, and I'm literally a journalist. Spinning the facts to my advantage is pretty much my entire job. And I'm just… at a loss."

Nodding, Mina gestured down to the aforementioned pile of tickets that were currently sitting on Momo's lap as the girl leafed through them, a serious expression on the ravenette's face. "Okay but like… how much do we want to tell our parents? How much can we get away with not telling our parents? How much is actually there in print? Et cetera and so forth."

Omission was going to be the name of the game, Mina was pretty sure. Like… if they didn't have to tell their parents every last detail of their misadventure? They probably should not. No, they definitely should not. Especially if she ever wanted to set foot in Momo's house ever again. Or, for that matter, go back there tonight instead of taking a long train back to Chiba on her own.

But also like, in her defense? The alley had been awfully deep and shadowy. And they'd had… two very distracted lookouts. Fulfilling Momo's fantasy about having sex in a public place had sounded eminently doable. They just… hadn't properly accounted for how loud Momo would get when Mina pressed her against a wall and stuffed a Worst Wyvern in her. Evidently Mina's strap skills were just that good? Which was surprising, because it was her literal first time ever using a strap-on but maybe natural talent was a thing?

But yeah. Between Saiko and Chitose being, ahem, distracted and Momo being loud, they had gotten very caught by some completely unamused cops and brought down to the station. And now they were facing… Saiko leaned across Momo's lap, peering down at the tickets. "I'm afraid that I was a bit distracted trying my best to discern a course of action without my quirk active and missed the specifics near the end. What exactly were we ticketed for at the conclusion of their investigation?"

"I was genuinely considering creating you some tea to aid the process, but I didn't want to add public quirk use to my list of transgressions on the evening." Momo held up the tickets and fanned them out in front of her. "Let us start with the simplest and most obvious of our woes. We were ticketed with four counts of public indecency. Additionally, they chose to charge me with distribution of an obscene object for creating the Worst Wyvern and giving it to Mina, and charged Mina with a matching count for taking it from me. There was also one count of disturbing the peace. I believe that was due to my, erm, enthusiastic reception to Mina's ministrations."

Reaching out, Mina took that particular ticket from the handful that Momo was holding up. "Yoink. I'll take that one. I literally made a girl cum so hard that it was a crime. I am absolutely going to brag about this on my social media."

Momo let out a snort of laughter at that. "I would expect nothing less of you, Mina. Now. My parents are… uncomfortably aware that I make my own toys because the maid saw fit to inform my mother that I had them in possession. I am not terribly worried about those particular charges, although I'm sure that my mother will lecture me about encouraging another person to indulge in my specific brand of depravity. So I believe the true question is… given that the details are not explicitly spelled out on the tickets themselves, what can we successfully convince our parents was the cause of being ticketed?"

Gesturing across Momo to Saiko and Chitose, Mina raised an eyebrow. "Also, uh, do we know how you're explaining to your parents why you're in Nagoya instead of Oburoa at the moment?"

"My parents are aware that I occasionally leave campus in my partners' company. Granted they thought we were staying in Nagano Prefecture, but that's because I've intentionally omitted details about the specifics of our time together." Saiko looked over at Chitose and raised an eyebrow. "Dare I ask how you're going to explain this to your parents?"

Chitose shrugged uncaringly. "My parents live in Deika City. As long as I duck in tomorrow and then meet up with you to head back to campus, I'm pretty sure that they'll forgive… most anything? Maybe not the public indecency ticket. They'll be excited to see me, but possibly not that excited."

That actually made a lot of sense. Mina was a bit of a mama's girl herself; if she was going to Seiai and away from home for months at a time, her mother would probably be too excited to see her at any given point to ask too many questions about how she got back to Chiba. Speaking of her mother, though? "My mom's entire reaction was to tell me that I'll need to get an afterschool job because they're not paying for my tickets. Joke's on them! I'll pay for it out of my feet picture money!" Mina paused, taking out her phone and snapping a picture of her feet in the very cute high heels that Momo had made for her. Sending it off, she looked back up at the others. "Speaking of which, I think I'm sleeping in Fuyumi's room again tonight because I'm going to need some quality foot to face time to pay off this ticket."

That information made Momo pout over at her. "Could you perhaps make a stop in my room, then, before settling in with Fuyumi for the evening?" At Mina's incredulous look, she squirmed in place. "I was hoping for a repeat performance of earlier, if you'd be amenable. You did exceptionally well. I just find myself hungering for… more of it."

Well that was high praise coming from someone who actually had some degree of experience in the matter. Mina turned to Momo and grabbed the ravenette by the wrists, not wanting to disturb her hold on the tickets. "I would… absolutely love to fuck you more when we get home. Can Yuu watch, though? She seemed really interested in watching you with Tsuyu, but I feel like she wouldn't say no to some Worst Wyvern action."

Chitose let out a soft snort at that. "She's not the only one who wouldn't say no to some Worst Wyvern action." Mina peered across Momo and Saiko curiously and the blue-skinned girl blushed at the attention. "What? That thing looks… life changing."

"Yaomomo's bed is probably big enough for me, her, you, Saiko, Mei, and Yuu. If not? We can probably figure something out." Mina winked at the newest - albeit tentative - addition to her hoard before turning back to Momo. "Okay. So. Idea. We live in a fairly conservative country. What if we lie and tell our parents that we got caught having like, some overly aggressive make out for dessert after our dinner, and the police took offense?"

That seemed like a fairly believable lie, at least in Mina's opinion. Saiko seemed to disagree, though, arching an eyebrow as she tapped a finger against the pair of obscene object tickets. "I am tentatively in favor of this idea, with one small problem. How do we explain this?"

"What if we were, erm, preparing to go further but did not in fact take it further before the police caught us?" Momo looked down at the ticket, scanning the information contained in it, before nodding decisively. "The tickets are specifically for the existence of the object. Not the, erm, thorough, vigorous, and enthusiastic use thereof."

Before they could discuss the matter further, the front door of the police station swung open and in walked a woman who could challenge Todoroki Rei for the title of the MILFiest MILF that Mina had ever met. And damn. If that's what Momo was going to look like in twenty years, Mina couldn't wait. Marching over to them, the woman stared down at Momo in displeasure. "So you wish to lower yourself to acting like a common delinquent, now? Very well. I suppose I am therefore obligated to treat you as such." And she grabbed Momo by the ear, dragging her forward and out of her seat.

"Mother! Ouch!"

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"Mmm. Hey there, pretty lady. Going my way?"

Leaning against the hallway wall, Mina shook her head in exhaustion. "Hey, Yui. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised." And it was! She was going to go soak in a tub for like, a year and then use her own healing fire on herself once she gathered up enough energy. Because evidently putting Momo, Mei, Saiko, Chitose, Yuu, and her in a big bed together with a big fat strap-on was a recipe for an orgy!

Being lectured by her mother for an hour had done absolutely nothing to ruin Momo's mood and so they'd quickly retreated to her room as soon as the ravenette could make her escape. And then… sex! Lots and lots and lots of sex! At this point, Momo had literally no depths left undiscovered and Mina had made pretty good study of Yuu's depths too. That had been a bit of a surprise, but evidently watching Momo take a Worst Wyvern had given Yuu an urge to try it herself. Momo had ended up shared between Saiko and Mina at one point, and Mina and Mei at another. Saiko and Chitose had done the do. And Mina had gotten to try being on the bottom for Mei, which had been an experience that would definitely stick with her.

It was fun, don't get her wrong! But it was exhausting!

Limping her way over to where Yui was relaxing against the doorframe, Mina gave the ravenette a peck on the lips before peeking in the doorway. Ochako waved excitedly from the bed, where she was leaning over… some floating ropes? Oh. Tooru was getting tied up. Damn, everyone was having fun tonight. While she was in fact tired, Mina wasn't tired enough to pass up investigating what they were up to and so she staggered over to sit on the edge of the bed. "Having fun?"

A loop of rope swung back and forth in the air, making Mina think that there was some sort of tie going on involving Tooru's hair? Neat. She didn't know you could do that. Then again, what she didn't know about shibari could fill one of Izumi's notebooks. "Mina! Hi! Yui asked for a volunteer and so… sort of visibility? Sounded fun to me. Also, I am short on Mina kisses for the day. Smooch me, please."

Mina leaned down to clumsily press a kiss to Tooru's lips as Ochako gestured to the bound girl excitedly. "Yui is teaching me shibari! And Tooru was very willing to volunteer to be our, erm, rope bunny?" Tooru giggled, the tie in her hair swishing up and down as she nodded in agreement. Leaning over the top of Tooru, Ochako lowered her voice a bit. "I think I want to be a dom!"

Coming back up to be face to face with Ochako, Mina raised an eyebrow at that. While she wasn't opposed because damn, the group desperately needed more dominant girls in it, she was a little concerned? Or confused? Somewhere in between, really? "I don't think that's something you really decide? I think that's just… who you are on the inside?"

"Oh, I know! But like… so, I looked this up online. And there's a list of personality traits for a good dominant partner. And I have a bunch of those traits, and can work on the ones I don't have?" Ochako leaned in closer, lowering her voice as she gestured emphatically at Yui. "She's so cool! I want to be more like her!"

"Mmm. I am cool."

Giggling, Mina closed the remaining distance and pressed a kiss to Ochako's lips. "There's nothing wrong with that. I just want you to make sure that like, this is something that you want for you?"

Ochako nodded again, just as excitedly. "Yui and I had a little bit of fun last night and it really got me thinking."

"Were you thinking about how much she looks like you?" Mina winked playfully before kissing the brunette again. "Because that would give a whole new meaning to 'go fuck yourself'."

Rolling her eyes, Ochako rubbed her nose against Mina's. "Ha ha. For your information, I got over it." Pausing, she peered over at Yui before amending her statement. "Or technically under it? Heh. Innuendo. But no. We had a little bit of fun and it had a distinctly different vibe from what I had with you and Yaomomo. More you, less Yaomomo? We ended up staying late talking about it. Or I talked. Yui mmmed a lot."

Yui offered a thumbs up in response. "Mmm."

"And yeah. Now that I'm being exposed to it, I'm super interested in dom and sub dynamics? The exchange of power?" Ochako pushed the tips of her index fingers together as she spoke. "But then I started thinking. You're a switch. Or like, what if Yui wants to try something new? Or Izumi is still trying to figure herself out, what if she wants to experiment? I guess I just… I want to be the one who is absolutely there for you in those situations. Nobody can carry the world forever. Everyone needs time to set their burdens down. And I'm going to be the partner who picks up those burdens for you when you need to take a break."

As a switch, as Ochako had been kind enough to point out? Mina could absolutely agree with everything that Ochako was saying. She'd been on top for most of the evening's festivities and had definitely relished a chance to let Mei take over for a bit. If she was going to make a regular habit of being the dominant partner? She would absolutely adore having someone who would be willing to dominate her upon request. "Also, I mean, if it's not stepping on anyone's toes? Or whatever other parts of Saiko get stepped on? Like… Yaomomo does stuff for Saiko and Mei does stuff for Yaomomo but I'm pretty sure all three of them are subs and would love to pass that off to someone else."

"I know! Like, I keep trying to picture Yaomomo and Saiko because they just radiate submissive energy, and I can't." Ochako tapped her finger against her chin for a few seconds before amending her statement. "Very smart, slightly bossy subs. I'm sure there's probably a term for that. I'll look later."

Mina shrugged helplessly; she'd never really looked into that sort of thing because she'd been a single Pringle up until two weeks ago. She knew enough to know that she was pretty much down for anything, and that she'd try anything at least three times to make sure the first two times weren't flukes. Mei had done a lovely job of shredding Mina's V-card but like… having someone hold her down and pound her into the mattress so hard that the headboard hit the wall was also on her bucket list? "But no, I get that. You've been getting around, I see. I don't remember Izumi really talking about her interests. Or for that matter being sure about them?"

Nodding, Ochako rested her chin on Tooru's upturned ass. Which was completely weird looking, but Mina didn't want to derail the conversation by talking about it. "I've been trying to make at least little calls with as many people as I can in a night. We talked about it a little. But yeah. She's not sure exactly what she is, but she has at least dominant interests? So possibly switch. Which means she'd need someone to dom her at least once in a while?"

"First of all, let me just say that I'm very impressed by how little you're blushing at the moment. It's there, but it's not as bad as it used to be. We're corrupting the hell out of you." Mina giggled and decided to mimic Ochako's pose, resting her chin on Tooru's other ass cheek. "But no, the logic is sound. I'd be interested in trying things with you, if you're interested. Not tonight, I am like… so beyond worn out at the moment. Eventually, though."

Ochako nodded agreeably. "Eventually. Oh, although I do have a question. I can be a dom and still get hot dogged in the school bathroom by Tsuyu, right? Like, just be very commanding and in charge about it? Because that actually sounded like fun."

"I… think?"

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"Can you put the cuff on? I bet you have adorable bedhead."

"Very few people look good right when they wake up and statistically I'm probably not one of them. So no." Tooru looked both ways to make sure that Ochako and Yui were still sleeping before shimmering into partial visibility with her tongue sticking out. Oh, so she hadn't gotten around to telling the others about her new tricks yet? Or at least these particular others? Good to know. "I also feel like kissing in the morning can be kind of dodgy because I for one have horrible morning breath."

Scoffing, Mina grabbed Tooru's hair and pulled the girl in for a kiss. When they broke apart, the invisible girl let out a faint whine and Mina giggled. "Joke's on you, I don't care. If I can kiss Yaomomo after Saiko cums in her mouth, I can kiss you with morning breath."

Tooru pulled back a bit at that. "Wait, you did what? Did you brush your teeth after that? Did I just get like, thirdhand Saiko cum? Is that what that flavor is?"

Another giggle escaped Mina as she grabbed Tooru's head aggressively and pulled her in for another kiss as the smaller girl squirmed next to her. "Nope! That's secondhand Mei cum! Yaomomo goes all out with her toys and both mine and Mei's strap-ons had cum tubes. So I let Mei finish in my mouth because, well, I never did end up making it to the bath tub last night and having something leaking out of me forever just didn't sound like my idea of fun?"

"I was just being a brat but… huh. Interesting." Tooru hummed softly as she thought. "You know what would be a sort of interesting experience?"

Mina shook her head. "I do not."

A soft sigh escaped Tooru. "I was literally about to tell you." Mina raised her hands in surrender and the invisible girl continued. "Okay so I've heard stories about the Tsukkake experience, Saiko busted a load on you at the mall, and now evidently there's at least two of you running around with cumming strap-ons. So like, what if a bunch of you gathered around and nutted on my face and that's how I was visible? Just like, a floating canvas of cum?"

"Mmm. Someone's horny this morning." Yui peeked her head over Tooru's shoulder and gave the girl a kiss on the cheek. "I'm in. Can I stick it in you first?"

Tooru rolled onto her back between Mina and Yui, sending Yui sprawling onto her chest. "I mean, I was just thinking of being like a five minute modern art experience but I guess I could just lose my virginity in a gangbang if that's how the group feels about it." Pausing, she let out another thoughtful noise as she considered something. "Is that a gangbang because I'm a girl or a reverse gangbang because the rest of you are girls?"

Before Mina could answer - she had in fact watched some girls-on-girl action online and it was generally tagged as a gangbang - Ochako yawned and then reached over Mina to swat at Tooru. "I woke up to a discussion about gangbangs. Every day since I joined the hoard has been a weird experience, but this is officially my weirdest experience yet."

"Mmm. What color strap-on do you want?" Yui reached up to gesture to her hair. "I want black. It's sort of my color."

Ochako didn't even hesitate on that one. "Pink. It's sort of my thing."

Gasping, Mina rolled onto her back and watched Ochako spill onto her front the way the same move had given Tooru a Yui blanket. "Pink is your thing? Does that make me your thing?"

"You are absolutely my thing." Ochako grinned brightly and leaned down to kiss Mina. "As proven by the fact that I'm here, obviously."

"Mmm, okay but like, I don't hate hearing that?" Mina rubbed her nose against Ochako's. "I am definitely down for being someone's thing."

Ochako giggled and blushed a little before kissing Mina again. "Like I said, you're absolutely my thing. And I'm your thing. Your original thing. I was the first one in on this weird adventure of ours."

Nodding enthusiastically, Mina leaned down to peck Ochako on the forehead. "You absolutely were and there's nothing wrong with bragging about that. Ugh. I love being cute with you. I love being cute!"

"You are super cute, though, so it's completely understandable." Ochako snuggled in against Mina's chest before yawning again. "Ugh. I don't know what time it is, but I do know it's too early to be awake."

Rolling over toward the nightstand, Yui retrieved a random phone from the four that she found there and checked the screen. "It's eleven o'clock."

"Wait, like, one hour before noon?"

"Mmm."

Damn. Time flew when you were sleeping in to recover from being in an orgy. Mina stretched as best she could before pushing gently at Ochako's shoulders. "I am a slut for snuggles, but I really feel like I should go talk to Enmuko about the fact that we had a metamour that I didn't know about."

Yui raised an eyebrow at that. "Blue girl?" Mina nodded; she was never mad about more girls in and around the hoard, but finding out there was one when she sat down across from Mina in a limousine seemed… off? She wasn't really looking to assign blame for a fairly blatant failure to communicate, she just wanted to talk about it. "Pretty eyes."

Mina nodded enthusiastically. "She does, though! She says I'm biased, but I'm glad to hear someone else saying it so it's not just me." She gave Ochako another gentle push and then a firmer one. "Geroff. I need to get up."

Whining, Ochako squirmed and slid herself all the way over Mina's body, coming to rest in the space between the rosette and Tooru and sprawling herself across Tooru's unoccupied left side. "Fine. But we'll be in here, being all warm and cute and snuggly if you change your mind."

Don't tempt her. The in floor heating made Mina let out a happy sigh as she threw her legs over the side of the bed and stood up, and then she stretched her arms and all ten wings as wide as they'd go. She really needed to come up with some sort of solution for night times with other girls in the bed, especially since she had a lot of girls in her bed. Making her way over to the dresser, she discovered that the clothing fairy had again visited them again. Picking up a shirt on the top of one pile, she snickered softly before showing it to the others. "I think Yaomomo left her shirt in here."

"Size Queen? Mine." Yui raised a hand lazily. "That's our ship name. It works on multiple levels."

Mina cocked her head to the side. Yui's quirk was able to change the size of objects. And Momo was practically royalty with how wealthy her family was. So Yui was the Size and Momo was the Queen. Huh. It did work. Also, Momo liked getting large dildos stuck in her, so it worked on two levels. Yui was right! That was a great ship name for the two of them! "Okay but like, that raises a very important question. Do the rest of us get ship names? How do we come up with ship names? Do we do the whole name fusion thing or come up with cute things like Size Queen?"

"I vote that we're Ochana." Ochako grinned playfully in Mina's direction. "As the girl who's going to be topping you, I feel like I deserve first billing."

"Deal!"

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"So, when were you going to tell me about Saiko's fleshlight?"

"Who the fuck starts a conversation like that? I just sat down." Enmuko let out a huff before reaching across to grab a bowl of food from the center of the table. It was a very homestyle way of serving them: there were enough individual servings for everyone, although Mina assumed Momo would probably take two or three. "And if this is your way of asking if I knew about Chitose, the answer is 'literally three minutes before she arrived here in Anjo'. It's not like we were hanging out and I was't telling you or something." Pausing, Enmuko peered at Mina curiously. "Would I have had to tell you if we were? Like, how much autonomy do I have in this relationship?"

Was that implying Mina was being controlling? She hoped not. She wasn't trying to be. She just felt slightly - and she hoped rightfully - blindsided by the Chitose situation and was seeking some clarity. "No, you obviously don't need to tell me who you're hanging out with, Trash Cat. I'm just… like, last night was 'hi, new girl' and I thought maybe some people were keeping things from me? And I wanted to know who and why? Communication being a key part of polyamory and all?"

Enmuko shook her head before leaning in and pressing a kiss to Mina's cheek. "Nope. I literally didn't know until Saiko came up to me and was like 'oh yeah, for that double date with Yaomomo, I need you to teleport my girlfriend here'. Well, she used bigger words obviously, but you get the idea."

And given that Mina had previously not immediately told the group about previous changes in her own dating status - Enmuko being a very real example of that - she couldn't exactly hold Saiko to a higher standard than she held herself. Right? Right. Mina nodded in understanding and grabbed a pair of chopsticks so that she could attack her omurice. "Fair, fair. Okay. So nobody's in the wrong. It was just, like, a surprise. Which was surprising. I was surprised."

"Speaking of surprises?" Yuu gestured upward with her chopsticks to draw Mina's attention to her and wow, she was looking pretty bright eyed and energetic for someone who had gotten railed until they passed out the night before. "We were a bit distracted last night but Mina, you might want to check your message requests on social media when you get a chance. I had a girl pull a, well, you last night."

Mina raised an eyebrow as she dug out her phone. "Pull a me as in… be pink and super cute?"

Chuckling, Yuu shook her head. "Nobody's as cute as you. Except maybe me. No, she saw me on patrol and tried to play the 'helpful local' card but she was definitely seriously hitting on me. After a solid three times I caught her staring at my chest-"

"In her defense?" Mina gestured emphatically at her girlfriend's chest. "It's a really nice chest. Ten out of ten, would recommend to friends if you were into that sort of thing."

Yuu glanced down at her chest, bringing her hands upward. After a moment's hesitation, she rolled her eyes and cupped her breasts, bouncing them slightly. "I feel like my ass is better but as always, compliments are very appreciated. Anyway, I caught her staring at my chest a bunch of times and  I called her on it. Told her that I was taken but poly adjacent at the moment, and that she might have better luck barking up your tree if she was looking for a girlfriend."

Her message requests was… stuffed full as always, and a healthy number of them were girls and so that wasn't an immediate indicator of who she should be looking for at the moment. "Do I get any hints beyond 'forward girl' or should I actually read through all of these messages this morning?"

"I mean, you probably should. Who knows what you've got stacked up in there? Your next girlfriend could be a click away." Yuu chuckled and shoveled a bit of food into her mouth before responding to the actual conversation. "Butch. Orange hair. Had a cute little moped which I'm pretty sure she's too young for but ticketing people for that sort of thing is a police problem, not a hero problem. Quirk was making her fists bigger. She did tell me her name, but I want to make you work for it a bit."

Hmmph. Rude. But amusing. Orange hair, huh? That should narrow things down pretty quickly. Orange hair. Orange hair. Oh! That girl had orange hair! Mina clicked on the message request, and then immediately ignored the message itself to pull up the girl's profile. "Wow. She is cute. And you weren't kidding about her being butch. I think she's more masculine looking than some of the boys that I went to school with." Mina flicked through the girl's profile photos until she got to one of the girl showing off her quirk. "I feel like we should ask her out if for no other reason than the handjob potential for Tsuyu?"

Picking that moment to breeze into the dining room, Tsuyu let out an inquisitive croak. "What am I being volunteered for?" Making her way over to Mina, she leaned down to peer at Mina's phone. "Huh. That's one big hand, kero. I mean, I figured that anything was possible with quirks but… yeah, she could one hand me. Never thought I'd say that. I'm in."

Something occurred to Mina and she looked up at Tsuyu with wide eyes. "Imagine what she could do to Yaomomo." The two stared at each other before flinching out of sympathy for Momo's poor orifices. Tsuyu shook her head and wandered off to find a free seat, and Mina turned back to Yuu. "Your contribution to the greater whole is acknowledged and appreciated. Keep attracting girls with that dump truck ass of yours, and I'll take it from there."

Yuu offered a playful salute with her chopsticks. "I aim to please. Speaking of which, last night was… surprisingly fun. Is it weird that I sorta wanted to try the you and Mei experience?"

Mina leered playfully at the blonde. "I mean, we could go do that after breakfast before you head to work if you don't mind limping through your patrol today."

"Joke's on you." Yuu leered back. "I'm already limping." The two stared at each other for a moment before bursting into giggles. "But no, I just… really need to think through where I want to fit around here. Because last night was fun and I'm open to more than I thought I would be? And I've enjoyed the non-Mina sleeping arrangements for the last two nights. So… I don't know, maybe I'll ask a distinctly non-Mina someone to take me on a date on Wednesday?"

From where she was sitting with Ochako half into her lap, Izumi raised her hand eagerly. "Any chance you'd allow me to ask you a bunch of quirk questions as part of showing you a good time?" Pausing, she lowered her hand and then winked exaggeratedly at the blonde. "That, and I'll probably try to kiss you a lot. Who knows what we'll be doing in class; I'll probably need the energy."

Yuu offered a bemused smile as she nodded in agreement. "I've been meaning to pick your brain about my quirk anyways, so we might as well do it over tea in a cafe or something. As for kisses… it depends. Are they good kisses?"

"Want to find out?"

"Can I finish my breakfast first? It's the most important meal of the day and I've got patrol today."

"Oh, yeah, sure."

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"Lazy Sunday, wake up in the late afternoon. Call Parnell just to see how he's doing…"

"The only thing that's more dated than you are your pop culture references, Mina." Mitoku shook her head in amusement from where she was snuggled up against Mina's right side. "Like, you need to get into this century."

Scoffing, Mina leaned down and bit the smaller girl's shoulder playfully. "Never. Twenty-first century culture is where it's at. There hasn't been a single good thing to come out of the entertainment industry in the last two hundred years and I will die on that hill."

From across the lawn, Kyouka's head whipped around to stare at Mina intently. "The fuck you say? What about Deep Dope?"

Mina rolled her eyes. "Your favorite band is tolerable at best." When the violette bristled and began stalking toward them, Mina perked up in her seat. "I'll fight you over it. How about a round of mouth-to-mouth combat to settle it?"

"Is two-on-one mouth-to-mouth combat allowed?" Mitoku did her best to look innocent as Mina looked over at her. "Asking for a friend. It's me. I'm the friend."

Sighing, Kyouka shook her head in exasperation. "You're both incorrigible." Turning back to Yui, she nodded in their direction. "Are you hearing this shit?"

"Mmm." Yui shrunk her censor box bludgeon back down into its storage size, tucking it into a holster that Momo had presumably created at some point along the way. "Two-on-two. You take Mina. I'll take Mitoku."

That made Kyouka do a double take. "First of all, I didn't agree to this. I didn't agree to this at all. Second of all, coming out here to train was your idea. And now you want to fool around?"

Yui shrugged uncaringly. "Train now. Train in ten minutes. It's all the same to me. Kisses should never wait, though."

Finally, someone with their priorities in order. Unlike Mei, who was trying to badger Momo into helping her create a 'railbow' for the ravenette. Or Saiko, who was busy doing… something, with Izumi's entire stack of notebooks now that Yuu was no longer around to distract the verdette. Fuyumi and Moe were back at it on another portion of the lawn. Chitose was deep in conversation with Enmuko of all people. Judging from the way that Ochako kept lunging at thin air, Tooru was completely naked and the two of them were engaged in some kind of training. Tsuyu seemed to be trying to grab Pony's floating horns out of the air. And Himiko was parked under an umbrella with Eri.

And out of all of them, Himiko was the only one that Mina really respected. Like, motherhood never stopped. But like… there was such a thing as working too hard. They were going to start high school tomorrow. They would be going at least five, possibly five and a half days a week, depending on how UA High School structured their classes. They should be taking their last opportunity to relax to, well, relax.

The wicker egg chair that Mina and Mitoku were occupying groaned in protest as Yui promptly climbed into it with them, leaving Kyouka standing alone on the lawn in front of them. After a few seconds of lingering awkwardly, she rolled her eyes and slunk her way over to join them. "Yeah, I mean, alright I guess. I don't even like fighting so I guess this is better."

Letting Kyouka cuddle up on her left, Mina curled her wings around the girl. "You fight pretty damn well for a girl who doesn't like to fight. You're very fluid and agile. Yui is faster and more acrobatic, but you give as good as you get when the two of you fight."

A faint blush stole across Kyouka's features as she ducked her head. "Thanks. I'm not really a violent person, but tai chi isn't really a violent art? It almost feels like dancing sometimes, which-"

"Kyouka wanted to be an idol when she was younger." Mitoku giggled at the betrayed expression on her sister's face. "You have no secrets with me in the polycule. I will share all of your embarrassment with everyone."

"Mitoku got suspended earlier this year for flirting by using her quirk to slide sexy pictures into a girl's camera roll."

"Kyouka literally got Avatar Korra's haircut at one point."

"Mitoku likes Naruto so much that she literally has Hinata's haircut right now."

"Bitch, so do you!"

Mina's head turned back and forth like she was watching tennis as the girls competed to outdo each other with embarrassment. Not that anything she was hearing was truly embarrassing. It was mostly just cute. Although she was decidedly curious about the whole 'BrainDrop sexy photos' thing. Then Yui decided to get them back on track. "Learn tai chi from Kyouka. Then hung gar. Then Shaolin kung fu." The ravenette offered a faint, but decidedly playful grin. "Become the Thotatar."

Mina poked the girl's nose. "I don't know anything more about that than I did yesterday, so I will take your word for it." Curling her wings tighter, she pulled the three girls closer to her body. "Oh my god, body heat, yes. I am still sore from last night and this feels amazing."

Resting her head on Mina's shoulder, Kyouka snickered softly. "How have Yaomomo's parents not just up and thrown our entire hoard out of the house yet? I know I have enhanced hearing, but I'm pretty sure that you guys were not subtle last night."

"Nnn. They weren't."

"See, even Yui heard it and she was…" Kyouka raised an eyebrow. "Where were you last night? You disappeared pretty early too."

Yui shrugged. "Tying Tooru up with Ochako."

Blinking owlishly at that, Kyouka shook her head slowly. "Jesus. Was everyone horny last night except for me?"

Mina considered that for a moment. "Weirdly enough, it sounds like Tsuyu behaved herself last night? Which seems fake, but okay."

Shaking her head, Kyouka raised one of her earjacks into the air and thrust it back and forth a few times. "There was some green-on-green action last night. Izumi got hopped."

"And she's still just sitting around talking with Saiko? What a waste of good horny energy." Mina shook her head resignedly before stretching her arms up over her head. "I mean, what's the point of taking the energy if you're not going to use it?"

Mitoku snickered softly and tapped her earjacks together. "Yeah, and Izumi was definitely taking… that energy." At Mina's curious look, she shaped her earjacks together into a heart. "My hearing isn't as good as Kyouka's, but it's better than average."

Something to take into consideration going forward, Mina decided. Not only for gossip purposes around school - Mitoku was probably going to be the second best informed person after her sister - but also for general courtesy around any house that they ended up getting together. "Can you hear what Saiko and Izumi are nerding out about?"

"Yeah. I'm not especially interested, but I can hear it." Mitoku rolled her eyes. "Saiko is attempting to convince Izumi that endlessly analyzing the quirks of heroes as her form of hero worship - no pun intended - is 'ultimately fruitless'. She wants Izumi to focus on the hoardizens and also villains, with an emphasis on villains because the more they know going into battle, the better off we'll all be."

That made sense. That actually made a lot of sense to Mina. And Saiko had a definite horse in that race because the more information she had, the better her plans were. Also? It was a great way for them to connect, bond, and share an interest. Wiggling out from between the three girls, Mina bounced on her toes lightly. "I never thought I'd say this, but… hold that thought. With the whole kissing thing. I will be… right back."

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"Okay. So. What exactly is our plan for tomorrow, and has anyone communicated it with Enmuko to make sure that she's okay with it?"

Now that they had their own personal documentarian and reporter, Chitose was perched on Saiko's lap looking around curiously as Mina brought the hoard to order. Her eyes swept back and forth over the assembled girls because… someone had to be in charge and evidently it was her since the whole thing had been her idea. Looking both ways, Izumi hesitantly raised her hand. "I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that I'm probably going to be the first one to school tomorrow? Combination of proximity and enthusiasm? Anyone else want to get up early with me?"

Ochako let out a derisive snort. "If nobody minds, I'm probably going to have Enmuko pop me over to campus at the last possible second. I'm sort of… early bird-ish? But I'm a slow starter. I cherish my morning coffee with Inko and am not looking to give that up because you want to be the first one into the classroom each morning."

"Fair, fair. Also, you giving my mom someone to dote on means she's less fixated on me and all the weird stuff that Dynasty is doing so… keep doing what you're doing, Ochako." Izumi gave the brunette a bright grin before turning back to Mina. "So yeah. I'm going to try and scope out campus tomorrow morning. I'll be active in the group chat; either I'll find a safe spot for us to teleport to or I'll let you guys know that there isn't one and I'll retreat off campus to be Enmuko's anchor."

Fuyumi waved a hand dismissively at that. "I'll probably be getting there on the later side because my father likes to train with me in the morning. So stay on campus. If we need anyone to be an anchor, I can easily just tell my father to leave me because I'm waiting for the rest of you to show up. Which, I mean, literally I will be."

Exchanging looks, Kyouka and Mitoku simultaneously raised earjacks into the air. "We can also volunteer for that job. Or possibly split up tomorrow and wander the neighborhood near UA until we find a safe spot for everyone else. We live within a few stops on the train and our parents definitely aren't bringing us to school. So we might be more viable scouts than Fuyumi?"

"Fair point, especially if my father wants to reminisce or come inside and talk to any of the faculty." Fuyumi shuddered faintly at the thought. "So okay, Izumi will be our on campus scout, Kyouka and Mitoku will look around the neighborhood for a backup location, and then Enmuko is the girl of the hour. Does that sound like a plan?"

Looking around uncertainly, Momo's hand rose into the air hesitantly. "Would anyone begrudge me getting my own ride to school tomorrow? No offense intended to Enmuko, but I would like to arrive possibly before the others can establish a foothold for you to teleport to. I just… would rather be early on my first day of public school. Surely you understand?"

Enmuko shrugged nonchalantly at that. "If I've ever been to public school, I don't remember it. So can't relate. Can I teleport to you for breakfast tomorrow morning, though? Especially if you're getting an early start and will be up before Mina and the others? Because the food here is amazing and I'm already addicted."

A soft huff escaped Mina at that. "What's that, Trash Cat? You get a taste of Yaomomo's chef's gourmet cooking and suddenly my konbini food isn't good enough for you anymore? Hmmph. Ingrate."

"Well I was also hoping for… does the dessert euphemism work with breakfast?" Enmuko looked around uncertainly and then shrugged. "But yeah. Breakfast, Yaomomo kisses, and then teleporting back to wake you up and get Mina kisses sounds like an excellent morning from where I'm sitting."

That was certainly fair. And Mina wasn't one to begrudge anyone at all ever for wanting more kisses. "That sounds like a plan as long as Yaomomo's okay with it?" The ravenette nodded and shot an excited smile at Enmuko, and so Mina moved on. "Okay, running down the list in order of seniority. Ochako. Living with Izumi and teleporting with Trash Cat. Check. Tsuyu. Teleporting with Trash Cat?"

Tsuyu brought her finger up to the corner of her mouth and considered that for a moment before nodding. "I take care of my siblings in the morning, kero. All of us would get to sleep in a bit if I don't have to get up, do everything, and then catch a train."

Also fair and very reasonable. Mina nodded in agreement. "So Tsuyu, with Trash Cat. Tooru?"

The invisible girl's clothes shifted as she struck a pose. "Taking the train to Chiba so we can teleport together!"

"Aww yeah. Fuyumi, with her dad. Izumi, going on her own. Yuu, working. Momo, getting her own ride at least the first day, will touch base with again later." Mina paused for a moment before realizing that yes, she had technically met Momo before Mei and so she wasn't going out of order. "Mei? Trash Cat Express?" The rosette offered an enthusiastic thumbs up. "Saiko, at Seiai. Moe, working. The twins, taking the train because they're locals. Himiko, staying at home with Eri."

Himiko waved her hand excitedly. "I know you guys would probably enjoy Eri time after school but just putting it out there… on days when we don't? We can cut Yaomomo, Mei, and Tsuyu's commute by a big chunk. Enmuko can anchor on me and teleport everyone back here."

Oh, that was a great idea! Way to contribute, Himiko! Mina looked around thoughtfully. "And then it's just… Pony, in Musutafu. Yui, in Musutafu. And Chitose, at Seiai with Saiko. So we're actually in fairly good shape for the school year. At least until we meet more girls and expand the hoard some more."

Momo raised her hand again, and she remained strangely polite for a girl who was turning out to be as wild as she was, Mina mused. "Would anyone object if I made overtures toward Tokage Setsuna tomorrow? She was friendly bordering on flirtatious at the recommended exam; I don't know if that's her default personality or if she was genuinely interested in me but I'd be interested in finding out."

Um, more girls? Especially more awesome girls? Which… well, Mina was pretty sure that every girl was awesome in some way, shape, or form. But yeah. She did not object. She did not object at all. "Tell me more about her."

"She's Gojiro's daughter. She takes after her father." Fuyumi reached up to rub the side of her head for a moment before shrugging. "Between that and 'flirty', I feel like that sums up everything you need to know about Setsuna to make a decision."

It was, though! Cute lizard girl? Sign her up! Then something occurred to her and Mina peered over at Tsuyu uncertainly. "Would having a frog girl and a lizard girl in the same polycule cause a problem?"

Tsuyu shrugged uncaringly at the question. "We probably have overlapping habitat needs. We could be roommates at our future house." Oh. That was an aspect that Mina hadn't considered. Although didn't most lizards prefer a dry heat while Tsuyu was more of a moist heat? Then again, if anyone knew about her needs, it was Tsuyu. "Question. Did you message handjob girl yet or can I toss her a DM?"

Mina shook her head. "I've been a little preoccupied. By the end of the day, though. Promise."

"Can I message her before then?"

"Um, absolutely!"

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"Hey, Mina, you got a minute?"

"For my favorite green girl? I have two!" Mina winked playfully at Izumi before puckering her lips. "And some kisses."

Izumi obliged the rosette, leaning in and pressing her lips to Mina's. Wrapping her arms around Mina's neck, she leaned down to rest her forehead against the shorter girl's. "In all seriousness, do you know a 'GrapeShot6969' on Instagram?"

Eyes widening, Mina nodded as best she could given their position and then gave Izumi another kiss because she could. "Absolutely. He's literally my best customer. Like, he is going to be one hell of a simp some day based on how much money he's giving me when all he has to spend is his allowance. Why? Did he say or do something weird? He can be a little… intense… but I think he's just lonely?"

"Oh, no, we're good. I just wanted to check with you to see if he was legitimate before I dipped my toe into the whole 'send me this and I'll pay you that' waters." Izumi glanced pointedly downward at where their breasts were pressed together. "Wait, is sending bra pics legal at our age?"

Mina waved dismissively; she appealed to a niche market but was open to appealing to more and so she'd looked up exactly what she could and couldn't get in trouble for. "There have been gravure idols as young as twelve. So if it's legal to mass market publish a picture of a twelve-year-old in a bikini, I'm pretty sure you can get away with sending someone a picture in your bra. Bra probably covers more than what most idols wear, for that matter."

A faintly alarmed expression crossed Izumi's face at that. "There was a gravure idol who was what now?"

Offering another wave, Mina rolled her eyes. "Our country is strangely uptight in some places and obnoxiously horny in others. I try not to think too deeply about it, to be honest. But yeah. If the money is good enough and you're comfortable with it, you could absolutely do it." Something occurred to her and she leaned in even closer, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "Do you want to do it together?"

"Actually, the reason I was hesitating - apart from concerns about being scammed - is that he's going to be in our class." Izumi's eyes darted from side to side. "Like, is that a weird dynamic to have with someone who's going to be sitting in class with us?"

Pulling back, Mina stared at Izumi with wide eyes. "Wait, GrapeShot is what?" Pulling out her phone, Mina opened up Instagram and found the boy's conversation. Opening it, she pushed the video chat button before she could think better of it and bounced from foot to foot as the phone rang. Then the call connected and she waved excitedly. "GrapeShot!"

"Toyotama?" The grape-haired boy looked around uncertainly before turning to the phone with a suspicious look on his face. "How much is this going to cost me?"

Mina shook her head. "If you want to start paying for video chats, we can absolutely negotiate that later. This one's on the house, though. Because… I need to know things! You're going to be in 1-A with me and Izumi?"

Puffing up, the boy rubbed his knuckles against his chest. "You're looking at one of the members of the incoming hero course class at UA High School this school year. The entrance exam was difficult, but I managed to rack up enough points that… yes, I'll be joining you in class 1-A."

"Me and a bunch of my girlfriends are all in 1-A with you!" Mina leaned in excitedly before pausing, cocking her head to the side. "What's your actual name? I've never asked. I just call you GrapeShot when I talk about you."

The boy looked vaguely confused at that. "You talk about me?"

Mina stuck her tongue out. "You're a good customer. It's all good things. Now, answer the question. What's your name?"

"I thought you seemed sort of like a bimbo but I thought that was part of your character." The boy shook his head in exasperation. "It's literally on my profile. Mineta Minoru. Pleasure to properly meet you. Do you mind if I keep calling you Toyotama? It's just sort of a habit at this point. You can call me GrapeShot in person if you want."

Mina tilted her head back and pumped her unoccupied fist into the air triumphantly. "Finally! Someone will call me Toyotama in person!" Turning back to Mineta, she grinned manically and held the phone up a bit higher. "Hang on, let me just…" She tilted the camera and brought it closer, filling the frame with her pink cleavage. "Good boys get rewarded."

A giggle escaped from Izumi as Mineta responded hurriedly. "I'm a good boy."

Bringing the phone back down, Mina shot finger guns at Mineta. "You know who can see about that? Izumi." Turning, she got her girlfriend back into the frame with her. "I know you well enough at this point to know that you're a complete fucking pervert, and her quirk is literally powered by horniness. Like… I don't want to matchmake or anything but I feel like the potential here is obvious."

Izumi giggled shyly, waggling her fingers at the camera playfully. "Hi. I'm Izumi. You messaged me and I mentioned it to Mina and now… here we are." Leaning in, she tilted her head to the side. "Your photos try to hide it, but you're pretty short, aren't you?"

"One oh eight."

"One sixty-six. I'm literally half again as tall as you."

Mineta let out a delighted gasp, stars in his eyes. "A giant woman." Then something occurred to him and he let out a louder gasp. "You're dating that hero who steps on guys, right? Would it be weird to ask if I can meet her?"

Ooh, what an amazing opening to establish boundaries. Mina waggled her finger at the camera. "You're going to be able to meet most if not all of the girls on my Instagram at school. Eight of us are in 1-A with you, two more are in 1-H, and the odds are good that some of the others might be waiting for us after school. That being said… I want to very, very, very firmly establish this. With the notable exception of Izumi, all of us are gay as fuck. Most of us do not create content or engage in that sort of thing whatsoever. A few of us are thotty, but most of the hoard are just normal girls. If you do anything… anything! To make any of the girls uncomfortable? You will be on the outside looking in so fast that your head will spin. Do you understand?"

Mineta nodded rapidly. "Is there like, an actual overview of your polycule at this point that I can look at? Like a spreadsheet or something? Just so I know who might have, uh, more tolerance for my me-ness than others?"

"Hang on, I've never done this before so just bear with me. Mineta?" Izumi leaned in to provide a down shirt view as she fluttered her eyelashes at the camera. "You're a little weird, but you're kinda cute. I bet you're probably not used to girls actually paying attention to you, though, are you?" He shook his head rapidly and Izumi winked at him. "Well, I'll make you a deal. I'll pay attention to you. And you don't need to buy content from other girls any more. You can buy it from me. Well, me and Mina. I'm not going to ruin that for her. But to make sure that your mind doesn't wander? Every time you have a thought about girl that isn't me or Mina? I want you to do one pushup."

Nodding slowly, Mineta opened his mouth, closed it, and then disappeared out of the frame. There was a grunt of exertion and a few seconds later, he reappeared. "That's going to take a little getting used to."

Izumi nodded approvingly. "Like Mina said, my quirk is literally powered by how horny someone is for me. You're a great candidate for Succ You Dry, but the more stamina you have, the better off we'll both be. Not to mention… it's how horny you are for me. You being horny for someone else is just a waste of good horny."

"A great candidate for what now?"

"You'll see."

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"So, I can't help but notice that most of the group is coming off the Trash Cat nickname. Which I am not upset about at all."

Mina peered over at Enmuko and raised an eyebrow curiously. While Yuu was still on patrol, meaning that they could have teleported back to Chiba using her as their anchor… Mina felt like they'd disrupted the economy enough using Enmuko as of late. Also, seeing the lights of the cities go by at night was really pretty! "Does me calling you that actually bother you? I felt like it was, I don't know, playful exasperation. I can stop calling you that if you really want. I'm sorry?"

Shushing Mina, Enmuko leaned over to rest her cheek on top of Mina's head. "I do have a bit of a problem standing up for myself but I can be assertive when I want to. If I had an actual problem, I'd tell you. But like… I don't mind you using it as my nickname. A couple pet name sort of thing. At the same time, I don't really want it to be what literally everyone calls me. So if we could maybe switch to something more like 'this is Trash Cat, but you can call her Enmuko', that would be… really nice?"

"Um, absolutely. We can absolutely do that." Turning her head, Mina pressed her lips to Enmuko's foggy neck before twisting so she was peering out the window with Enmuko snuggled up against her side. "Did you have a good weekend?"

Enmuko's cheek rubbed against the top of Mina's head as she nodded. "I did. Yaomomo's house was so fancy. Did you know that her dad has a man cave with a fully stocked bar in it?"

Shaking her head, Mina met Enmuko's gaze in the window reflection. "I did not. I was half convinced that her parents were a myth and Momo was secretly a teenage vampire until last night."

Eyes scrunching up, Enmuko flicked Mina's cheek teasingly. "We've seen her in the sunlight though."

"Bella has seen Edward in the sunlight."

"But she doesn't sparkle."

"You can't remember most of your life but you understand that reference. What even is your brain, Trash Cat?" Enmuko offered an uncaring shrug in response and Mina reached up to run her fingers through the fog that made up the girl's hair as they cuddled. "But anyways. You met our girlfriend's dad. Was he nice?"

Enmuko considered the question for almost a full minute. "He was… so madly in love with Yaomomo's mom. Like, they were goofily in love. When I picture a rich businessman and his beautiful wife, I picture like… a marriage of convenience? Possibly even an arranged marriage? But no. They're a lot like us. It was sort of amazing to watch. Also, they're so normal in private. Like, they definitely hold Yaomomo to a standard that they don't hold themselves to. Which is sort of sucky. Hmm. I'm going to lower my opinion of them by like, a solid one point."

A soft giggle escaped Mina. "I want to be madly, goofily in love with someone still when I'm that old. Relationship goals right there. Although we're not going to hold Eri to unobtainable standards."

"Can we hold her to a standard of less swearing? And possibly minimal stabbing?"

"I asked her about that and she said she'd stop swearing when I stopped being gross. So… no deal." Enmuko let out a put upon sigh and Mina shifted in her seat to pull out her phone. Cuddling was great and she wasn't going to stop anytime soon, but she also had an incredibly short attention span. Opening up Instagram, she tapped on the message window and raised an eyebrow. Orange haired girl had risen back to the top despite Mina not replying to her? That was… sort of either aggressive or desperate, the rosette wasn't sure which. Raising an eyebrow, Mina pulled up the conversation.

'So, uh, your girlfriend just messaged me what my handjob skills are like and I'm very confused?'

'I'm a lesbian so non-existent for obvious reasons? Also not sure why she would care?'

'Oh. She's a transgirl. There's the context I was missing.'

'Why would she… it's the quirk, isn't it?'

'Got it. I'm going to stop blowing up your inbox and try to think of a witty response to send her.'

Mina looked around uncertainly. They weren't in the quiet car or anything, but it was a bit on the later side and the entire car was on the quieter side. Hmm. Digging out her earbuds, she plugged them in and popped one into her ear before offering the other to Enmuko. Once her girlfriend was situated, Mina decided to just seize the day and hit the video call button. It had worked out well enough with Himiko that… why not?

The call connected to a blushing girl with orange hair covering half her face with her free hand. Mina giggled and leaned in conspiratorially. "You asked how big it was, didn't you?"

The girl nodded rapidly. "Where is that supposed to go? Although now I understand why she's interested in my quirk. Because she's…" Holding her thumb and her index finger apart, the girl's hand grew until it was approximately the size of Tsuyu's endowment. "And my hand does… well, this."

"I mean, we also have a girlfriend who's a size queen so she might not be the only one interested in you for your quirk." As the girl stared at her in wide eyed disbelief, Mina giggled again. "So. Ashido Mina. Also known as Toyotama, the Dragon of Chiba. Nice to meet you, Battle Fist."

While Mina was completely down for being called by her hero name anywhere anytime, the girl evidently was not. "Kendo Itsuka. My ex-girlfriend called me Itsy Bitsy. I think to be ironic because…" Itsuka tilted the phone to show that the ground was further away than it would have been for Mina. It made Mina curious how the girl would compare to Momo, or for that matter Enmuko? Or Moe? She knew some tall-ish bitches. "So, you're the designated polycule entry point according to… christ, I never even got her real name. Mount Lady?"

Mina batted her eyelashes playfully at that. "I wouldn't go that far. I've only been entered by one person so far." Itsuka groaned and blushed anew, making Mina giggle again. "In all seriousness, yeah, the hoard is mine. It was supposed to be my harem but then everyone realized that they could get so much more girls love if they just all dated each other and the Holy Hoard was born."

"Huh. Nice. I've been creeping on your account since I met Mount Lady. You have attracted some… phenomenally pretty girls. On top of being a phenomenally pretty girl. Like, you set a high bar and everyone so far seems to be meeting it." Mina cooed softly and waved her hand at the compliment; she loved being complimented and that was a really good one. "So I also saw you posting opening your UA letter. Do you maybe have time to meet up after school and get some tea?"

Gasp! So forward! Mina loved it! Frowning, she checked the time. It wasn't too late. And they were only half an hour outside of Anjo at the moment. "Where are you from? We're on the train; maybe we can hop out and say hi for a bit."

Itsuka furrowed her brow. "Chiba. But isn't it a bit late to be hanging out? We have school tomorrow morning. The first day of high school, as a matter of fact."

Scoffing, Mina waved her hand again. "I am the queen of bad decisions and bad influences. I'm from Makuharihongo. So I can hop off the train, visit you, and then head home."

"You know what? What the heck. Let's do it."

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"Holy shit, you're so butch I think I just felt my ovaries twitch."

Blushing, Itsuka brought one large hand up to hide her face and then peeked through her fingers. "The pictures on my account didn't give that away before you agreed to meet me?"

Mina waved dismissively, reaching up toward Itsuka's head. "No, I mean, obviously I logically knew but seeing it in person is something else entirely. You have a buzz cut! Can I touch it?" When Itsuka nodded shyly, Mina giggled and reached up to rub her fingers over the short hair covering Itsuka's head. "Oh my god, you're so fuzzy. I want to give you thigh pillow and play with your hair for hours."

"I, uh, would not object to that. At all." As Mina continued to rub her hands over the short cropped hair, Itsuka shifted a little and offered her hand to Enmuko. "Kendo Itsuka. I saw you on the video call, but I could only find a picture or two of you on Mina's account and, uh, I'm assuming Trash Cat is a pet name?"

Enmuko chuckled softly. "It is in fact not my name. Enmuko. Pleasure to meet another top in this god forsaken pit of bottoms."

Huffing softly, Mina reached out with one hand to swat Enmuko's shoulder playfully. "You're assuming. For all you know, she could be a total pillow princess."

Whoops, there went Itsuka's blush again. The girl pulled out of Mina's reach so that she could hide her face behind her hands again. She mumbled something into her hands as she peered over the top of her fingers at them. When both girls just stared at her uncomprehendingly, she lowered her hands a bit. "I wouldn't know. I've never even kissed a girl before."

Gasping, Mina brought her hands up to her cheeks as she leaned in toward Itsuka, eyes widening. "How have you never been kissed before? You had the courage to walk up to a literal on duty hero and flirt with her. And the rizz to actually have it work out well for you. How have you never kissed a girl before?"

"Um, have you seen me?" Itsuka reached up to run her hand over her head and then gestured down at her body. "I have met cis men more feminine than me. Not everyone is looking for heteronormative stereotypes in their WLW relationships. There weren't many out girls at my junior high, and the few that I met? Were all looking for a girlier girl than me."

Mina shook her head vehemently. "That's completely their loss, then! Butch girls are super hot!" She darted forward, grabbing one of Itsuka's hands with both of hers and squeezing it. "You are super hot. If they can't see that, they're not worth your time."

Ducking her head, Itsuka glanced up shyly at Mina. "Thanks. It was hard to think of it that way when other girls were pairing off and going on dates and I was just… the awkward boyish girl alone in the corner. But, uh, it seems to be working out for me literally as we speak so… maybe I should stop complaining and just go with it?"

"You should stop complaining! And focus on me! And Trash Cat!" Giggling, Mina pushed off the ground and floated a few centimeters upward so that she could raise Itsuka's arm up over her head and twirl the girl playfully. Not only was it cute and fun, but it gave her a chance to get a better look at the orange-haired girl. And yeah, she was kind of boyish, but she was also kind of muscular and evidently that was something Mina was down with?

Although to be fair, her type was pretty much just 'women' at this point.

Enmuko swept forward to take Itsuka's other hand and began guiding her down the street, forcing Mina to jet through the air a bit to keep up before setting down onto her feet and hurrying along next to them. "We were well fed all weekend but loitering in residential areas tends to be frowned upon. So… when in doubt, go to the konbini."

That didn't sound like a bad idea. Mina was pretty much always feeling snackish, mostly because she tended to graze all day long instead of eating three proper meals. Even when she was at school, she tended to sneak a little bit of food out of her lunch, eat more of her lunch at lunch time, and then sneak what was left sometime in the middle of the afternoon. "So, Itsuka, Yuu mentioned that you have a moped?"

Itsuka looked over at her uncertainly. "I have no idea who Yuu is."

"Mount Lady."

"Oh. Right." Itsuka made a sheepish face at that. "Have I mentioned how awkward it is that I hit on her and never managed to get her name?"

Mina waved dismissively. "You're fine. Now answer the question. Because I can fly but like, cute little moonlit moped rides along the bay sound really romantic."

Giggling, Itsuka tried to gesture before giving up when she realized that neither girl was going to let go of her hands. "It's just a little thing. A fifty CC Yamaha. Someone broke down near my house and never came back for it. We called the cops and they said they'd look into it, and then they said they'd look into it, and then… yeah. So one night I went out, grabbed it, and wheeled it into my parents' garage. I didn't really have a hobby or anything, so when I started tinkering with it, they were just like 'yay, Itsuka has something to occupy her free time in a healthy way'. I managed to fix it up after some trial and error and, well, I don't really have a license or registration for it, but that's only a problem if I get pulled over?"

Considering she tended to commit flagrant acts of public quirk usage - and encouraged at least one particular girlfriend to do likewise - Mina wasn't really in a position to point fingers when it came to obeying the law. And she wanted that moonlit moped ride at some point. So she just giggled and leaned in against Itsuka's side. "That's so cool. My hobby is dancing. I love to just… throw on some music and cut loose. Although I have to be careful because, well, wings."

"I sort of noticed them, yeah." Itsuka looked back over her shoulder curiously. "Considering you asked if you could touch my hair, I feel like it's not inappropriate of me to ask if I can touch your wings? Or is it? I don't know, are wings a private sort of body part? Or like, you use them to get around. Is it like asking to touch your legs?"

Shaking her head, Mina pulled away from Itsuka to free up one of the girl's hands before curling her wings tightly around her so that five of them slid into the narrow gap between their bodies. "Oh no, I absolutely touch people with my wings all the time. You can touch them all you want. I also have a tail? But that just pretty much feels like skin, so I don't know if that's interesting or not."

Itsuka paused, peered even further back, and then blushed. "I'll pass on that. At least for now. Your tail is way too close to your really nice butt for my awkwardly gay heart to handle."

"Yeah, that's fair."

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"There is literally nothing better than free konbini food at the end of a long patrol."

"You don't think that real food would taste better when you're hungry?"

"It's free food. Therefore, it's the best food I've ever tasted."

"Yuu, I genuinely adore you but sometimes you worry me. Now is one of those times."

Mina giggled loudly as she relieved Yuu of a package of onigiri, slipping her free hand into the blonde's as they walked down the street. "Behold, the reality behind the glamour. Scarfing down free snacks at ten o'clock at night after getting off patrol."

A chuckle escaped Itsuka as she looked down at the bag of chips she was holding. "I mean, if I'd known we were going to get free food because your girlfriend shook her butt at the cashier, I would have waited until she got there to check out."

Yuu waggled a finger at Itsuka. "I did not shake my butt at the cashier. I posed and said my brand new and super memorable catchphrase. I just so happened to pose with my butt pointing directly at the cashier. The young male cashier. Who was literally drooling at one point. And I let him take a picture."

"I mean, as someone who literally sells pictures of her feet to people, I can't throw stones about doing stuff like that. I will probably pose butt-ily for people to take pictures of me when I become a hero." Mina gestured down at her body, being careful not to dump Yuu's onigiri in the process. "Like, I'm no Miruko. If I'm going to make it to the top, I'm going to have to sell myself really well."

Enmuko made her 'one glowing eye larger' expression that Mina has learned to interpret as the girl raising an eyebrow at her. "You literally have Miruko interested in mentoring you. I think you're drastically underestimating how good of a hero you're going to be someday."

Huffing, Mina stamped her foot on the sidewalk. "I am trying… to be humble. Let me have just like, a little humility? I know I'm awesome. I'm trying not to intimidate the new girl before I can seal the deal for us."

Coughing into one unnaturally large fist, Itsuka raised an actual eyebrow at that. And did she just… casually walk around flouting quirk usage laws? She was definitely Mina's kind of woman. "With all due respect, you're really pretty and already dating a bunch of equally pretty girls. Including the girl I tried to shoot my shot with. The Miruko thing definitely doesn't help, but I've been intimidated since you got here."

"No! You have amazing spanking potential! I need you in my hoard!" Mina pulled her hand free of Yuu's so she could bring it up to her forehead dramatically. "Who better to tell a girl that she's been naughty and needs to be punished than the girl with hands made for beating asses?"

Enmuko let out an exasperated sigh at that, saving the violently blushing Itsuka from needing to respond. "I'm perfectly capable of spanking you if that's something that you're into, Mina."

Peering over at Enmuko, Mina pointed out the flaw in the girl's offer. "But you don't have giant hands. The hand to ass ratio is considerably lower. And possibly less satisfying? I don't know, I haven't been spanked in a fun way before. But I feel like it would be less satisfying than the giant hands."

"She may have a point?" Yuu stared down at her hand before swinging it through the air experimentally. "If the pleasure is the actual impact, a large hand might make for a measurably better spank. If it's the entire experience, on the other hand? Enmuko might be better at it than the shy awkward girl." Pausing, she looked back over her shoulder. "I wonder if I'd like being spanked?"

Still blushing so red that it was practically a mutation, Itsuka drew her oversized hand across her face in exasperation. "I don't know what I was expecting considering your girlfriend messaged me about handjobs, but it probably should have been this." Sighing in resignation, she peered over at Mina. "Do I at least get my first kiss before I get assigned to being the, err, designated ass beater?"

Nodding, Mina darted in toward Itsuka, a wide grin on her face. "You can! Well, if you decide to join the hoard. We're polyamorous but we're not, like, an open relationship? So I try to keep my random girl kissing to a minimum. Even though I do have my Girl Kisser License."

Itsuka blinked owlishly at Mina. "You have a what?"

Reaching into her pocket, Mina dug out her wallet and opened it to proudly display the card to Itsuka. "My Girl Kisser License."

"So, uh, I'm noticing that it's one word. 'Girlkisser'. And you spelled license wrong. And there's like, three uwus on it?" Itsuka looked up at Mina, a bemused expression on her face. "Where did you get this?"

Mina turned her wallet to check if Itsuka was telling the truth, and heh. That was one too many Ss. Liscense. And people said she was a bimbo. "Tooru made it for me as a gag gift after we founded the hoard. I've been waiting for an excuse to pull it out." After tucking her wallet back into her pocket, Mina gestured to herself. "So, are you saying yes or..?"

Shuffling from foot to foot awkwardly, Itsuka offered a hesitant smile. "I mean, going from no girlfriends ever to a lot of girlfriends all at once sorta seems like a recipe for disaster… but I've never once been impulsive in my entire life and so I kinda want to try it? Is there any way I can get like, Yuu status? Until I get my bearings? Someone's designated girlfriend and like, connected to the polycule but not kissing everyone all at once? Or, uh, other things?"

Mina tapped her finger against her chin. "That's probably doable. Uh, where are you going to high school? Here in Chiba? Somewhere nearby? Because here in Chiba, there's only me and Enmuko to pick from unless Yuu decides to put herself on the open market."

"I'm working up to it." Yuu gave Itsuka a considering glance. "I could be convinced, though."

Itsuka shook her head. "I'm actually going to be going to school with you. I'm in the hero course at UA."

Letting out an excited gasp, Mina bounced on her toes. Itsuka's eyes promptly followed what else bounced. Which, well, valid. "1-A or 1-B? We have hoardizens in both."

A soft chuckle escaped Itsuka. "Of course you do. I'm in 1-B, though. Not your class, if I remember your post correctly."

"Okay but like…" Fishing out her phone, Mina opened up the photo app and navigated to a picture of Yui fighting with Kyouka. "If you want a same class girlfriend, I can offer you… quiet but thotty. Dommy nerd girl. Into shibari. Willing to take the lead, which I feel like would mesh well with you. Or…" The rosette flicked to a picture of Pony posing cutely for the camera. "Maybe you'd be interested in something a little more exotic?"

The way Itsuka's pupils blew out made Mina wonder if the orange-haired girl had any vestigial cat mutations. Like, dumbass mode: activated. Huge pupils. Wow. "I want you to tell me… literally everything there is to know about that girl."

Given Itsuka's very obvious - and openly admitted - insecurities and inexperience, Mina had expected 'quiet and assertive' to be the obvious winner but she wasn't mad? "Sounds like someone wants to eat some empanada."

"I want to devour it."

"Wow. Okay. Um, well, her name is Tsunotori Pony and…"

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"Hey, Trash Cat?"

"Yes, Mina?"

"Promise me something?" Looking over at the curious Enmuko, Mina gestured back and forth between them. "Promise me if this all implodes tomorrow, you'll still be my Trash Cat?"

Enmuko rolled onto her side, doing the 'larger eye' expression that indicated she was curious. "That's a very, uh, not really morbid train of thought because I assume you're talking about breaking up and not people dying. Um, it's a melancholy train of thought? Pessimistic? Somewhere in there? What brought this up?"

Shrugging, Mina scooted a little closer to Enmuko, not that there was terribly much room between them on her relatively small bed. "I don't know, I just like… I feel like I'm living in a dream. Someone's really horny dream and they're probably going to have to change the sheets in the morning, but still a dream. It seems unreal. Like, I was the awkwardly flirtatious ditz two weeks ago and now I'm going into the hero course and have a whole pile of girlfriends? I keep worrying that reality is going to catch up with me and something's going to happen to us all."

"Hmm. That seems… like a reasonable worry to me, to be honest. This whole thing just seems like one win after another for a lot of us, and I imagine a lot of us are waiting for the other shoe to drop." Enmuko gestured to herself. "I mean, look at me. I went from bumming around a villains' lair being a creepy girl's eye candy to living with you. And you're amazing. And now I have a bunch of girlfriends too? Like you said, it feels like a dream."

Mina giggled and leaned in to peck Enmuko on the lips. "But also like, everyone is obviously special to me but Tooru is special-special and you're special-special too. Maybe because I live with you and so we have a deeper bond because of that."

Nodding agreeably, Enmuko reached up to poke Mina's nose. "The term you're looking for is 'nesting partner'. I looked it up. It's a way to designated the polyamorous partner that you're physically living with, without resorting to hierarchal terms like 'hey, this is my husband and then this is my boyfriend who is clearly less than my husband'. Like, you have a partner, and a partner, and then a nesting partner."

"I love that term so much! Especially since…" Mina rolled onto her back so that she could spread her arms wide and gesture to their surroundings. "We literally have a nest! Bed! Plushies! Snuggled up in the middle! This is my nest and you are my nesting partner! Ahh! That's so stinking cute!"

Enmuko giggled softly. "You don't have to worry about being a bad influence on Eri right now. You can say it's fucking cute."

Shaking her head, Mina paused and then let out a thoughtful noise. "I was going to say that All Might doesn't swear and so I was going to try and clean up my language as part of training to become a hero… but Miruko swears. Miruko swears a lot. So maybe I don't need to? Hmm. I need to think that one over."

Pondering that herself, Enmuko tapped a finger against her chin. "Midnight swears too. And not only is she a professional hero, she's going to be one of your teachers."

Mina snorted softly. "Midnight does a bunch of things that I probably shouldn't do, so that's not really a good standard to hold myself to. Case in point: men." Enmuko and Mina shared a shudder at that. "Eww, men." Rolling back over onto her side, Mina reached up to grab Enmuko's hands. "I don't know. I just feel like if anyone leaving would hit me the hardest, it would probably be you? Tooru in a close second? But you're like… tangibly here. Losing that would suck."

"I promise you that you would have to do something incredibly horrific for me to leave you." Enmuko slid one hand out of Mina's, reaching up to cup the rosette's cheek. "And considering that we're poly, dating a whole bunch of girls, you're probably going to have to fight my father someday, and you beat the shit out of a yakuza and stole his child? I think we can both agree that the bar for what's considered bad behavior in this relationship is… really, really high."

Mina nuzzled her cheek against Enmuko's palm as she considered that. "What if I like, kiss some random girl?"

Poking Mina's nose with her thumb, Enmuko chuckled softly. "Does the girl end up dating us within the next sixty seconds or so? Because I feel like that would be your luck, and therefore forgivable enough."

"Hmm. What if she doesn't?" Mina turned her head and bit the palm of Enmuko's hand playfully. "What if I just cheat on you with some random girl? What if there's more than just kisses? What if I, like, sneak off and Worst Wyvern some random girl on you?"

That actually gave Enmuko pause, the foggy girl pondering the question for long enough that the silence actually started to get to Mina. She was on the cusp of apologizing preemptively when her girlfriend spoke. "Well, I feel like you violating the boundaries of our relationship like that would definitely warrant some serious discussion. Some very, very serious discussion. Would I dump you over it? I… suppose it would depend on whether you apologized, how sincere your apology was, and how you decided to make up for things."

Very reasonable of her, Mina decided, kissing Enmuko's palm and then pulling herself toward the taller girl so she could snuggle in against her. "Cool. You're really good at this reassuring stuff. Not that I'm, like, planning to behave badly or anything. I'm just really good at fucking stuff up. Mostly because I'm dumber than the average person."

Enmuko let out an exasperated sigh, carefully winding one arm over Mina's shoulder and down the thin patch of bare skin on her back so she could pull the rosette closer. "You're not dumb. You're just… impulsive. You don't always think things through. Which… some of your girlfriends think about things too much. So it's not necessarily a bad quality for you to bring to the hoard. In moderation, at least."

Resting her cheek on Enmuko's chest, Mina nodded slowly. "I guess you're right. Saiko definitely thinks too much. Yaomomo too. Most of the time? She's been trying out living in the moment and, uh, we got ticketed for it. So I don't know if that's going to cause her to regress any. Um, Izumi is way too full of thoughts. So yeah. I guess I do provide a valuable service to the hoard."

"You provide several valuable services to the hoard. Impulsivity. Leadership. Charisma. Your strap game." Enmuko tapped the top of Mina's head, making the rosette look up at her. "I still need to get in on that at some point. I completely understand why you're reluctant to do anything here at home, though. Do you have any deep thoughts on the subject of love hotels?"

Mina gasped excitedly, squirming up a bit so she could cup Enmuko's face in her hands. "I have always wanted to visit Hotel Aria. But, well, I was single. And also a minor? How would we even get in? Because… yes. I am absolutely down for this plan."

Chuckling softly, Enmuko gestured to herself. "I have a fake ID. A good one. I've actually used it before and it works. So. My thought is maybe next Friday, I check into Hotel Aria with my very realistic fake ID. I go up to my room. I summon you to me. Shenanigans ensue. I walk out the next morning. Go into an alley. Summon you from the hotel room back to me. And then we come home."

"I love everything about this. One question, though. How do you spell shenanigans? Because that's just a fun word and I want to use it in texts."

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"Is Eri awake?"

"Think about the hours that Himiko keeps and then possibly reconsider whether or not that is a reasonable question to be asking me at this time?"

"Mou! I wanted to say bye to her on my first day of school! Like a normal mom and daughter thing, just in reverse." Mina huffed at the thoroughly unimpressed looking Momo before waving dismissively. "Fine, fine. I'll let you get back to Trash Cat. I need to go meet Itsuka and then head to the train station to pick up Tooru."

Momo shook her head in fond amusement. "Only you would manage to pick up a new girlfriend on your way home from spending the weekend with all your other girlfriends."

Shrugging helplessly, Mina gestured to her phone. "She slid into my DMs and was very cute! What was I supposed to do, not meet up with her? After Tsuyu jumped the gun and started messaging her about handjobs?"

"Which was wholly unnecessary of her, in my opinion. She has thirty-four hands willing to jerk her off as it is. Or… various other options for achieving satisfaction." Momo stared off into space for a moment before reaching up to slap her cheek. "Well, what's done is done at this point. It is not possible to 'unring the bell', as they say. And given that your goal is to reach twenty-four girlfriends before declaring yourself polysaturated, I suppose it was rather inevitable of us to pick up another girlfriend at some point."

Mina nodded enthusiastically. "And we still have six to go if I'm going to achieve peak dragonhood with my ideal hoard. Besides, I feel like Itsuka dating us would have been inevitable anyway? She's thirsty as fuck for our token foreigner, and they're going to be in the same class. Like, I feel like she probably would have dropped enough hints that Pony would have responded and then.. hoardhood."

Nodding to concede the point, Momo tapped her finger against her chin. "She does seem rather attractive in a very butch way, though. And I will admit that her quirk has me… thinking thoughts."

Giggling, Mina nodded in agreement. "Way ahead of you. Sadly, she's kinda shy and awkward. She may be Pony's Yuu-ish girlfriend for a bit. Just dating Pony, adjacent to the rest of us. We'll see how she settles in. Although if our brains are in fact on the same wavelength and you were thinking spankings? It turns out that Enmuko is interested in dispensing those."

One perfectly manicured black brow arched and then Momo twisted a bit to show where Enmuko was sitting frozen next to her with her chopsticks raised to her face. "I see. In that case, I believe that I have an urgent matter to look into. Have a pleasant morning, Mina. I'll see you at school."

The call ended before Mina could make a lewd remark, but she was a solid ninety percent sure that Momo wouldn't be sitting straight for the first day of classes. If she had her way, that was. Grinning, Mina tucked her phone into her bag and stretched. She could hear her parents moving around the apartment, preparing her younger siblings for their first days of school. Hmm. Did she want to be a good big sister and wish them well? Maybe collect a little parental attention for herself? Or did she want to make a break for it?

Eh, she was kind of a mama's girl. Parental affection sounded good to her.

Her mother was buzzing around the kitchen when Mina emerged into the common area, while her father and two younger siblings were sitting at the dining room table. Ashido Akito raised a hand in greeting. "Hey! There's my oldest daughter! Ready for your first day of school?"

"Really, Dad? You go with 'oldest'? I couldn't even get a 'favorite' out of you?" Mina huffed and threw herself down into an empty chair, an annoyed expression on her face. "You wouldn't even be playing favorites; I'm your only daughter, which means I'm your favorite by default."

Akito shook a finger at Mina. "That also means that you're my least favorite daughter by default." As Mina considered that - he technically wasn't wrong - her father shook his finger at her again. "Please stay out of trouble this year. You're going to be hours away by train. I really don't want to have to take half a day off from work to come collect you from the principal's office."

Scoffing, Mina waved her hand dismissively. "Joke's on you: no principal's office can hold me as long as I'm dating Enmuko."

"Where is your foggiest girlfriend this morning?" Yuzuki bustled over with a serving bowl of rice in one hand and a plate of grilled fish in the other. Setting them down, she immediately doubled back to the kitchen, returning with a bowl of vegetables that she placed next to the fish and rice… and a small bowl of natto that she placed directly in front of Mina. Hah! She was at least one parent's favorite child! "I can't help but notice the lack of… well, Enmuko is kind of hard to miss.'

Mina rolled her golden eyes at the question. "Someone who may or may not be Yaomomo seduced her away with gourmet cuisine. She teleported to Anjo to eat breakfast with her, and then Yaomomo is going to ride to school herself and so Enmuko is going to… well, she said she would come back to me first, but honestly it would make more sense for her to go straight to Musutafu and meet up with the others. Although she did mention wanting kisses? I'm not mad about that."

Before her mother could reply, the older of her two brothers decided to butt in. "Eww, kisses." Ashido Shidai made a face at that. "Girls are gross. You're gross."

"Your niece says the same thing." Perking up, Mina looked over at her mom and gestured to her bag. "I have a bunch of new Eri photos to show you at some point. Your granddaughter is a chaotic, semi-malevolent gremlin… but she's really cute?"

Yuzuki frowned at that as she settled into a chair. "I'm still not sure how I feel about being a grandmother so young. Or you being a mother so young, for that matter. But you seem to have a decent support network going for you… and I'd kinda given up on grandchildren when you came out to me as a lesbian. Or at least grandchildren from you. I still have high hopes for Shidai and Itsukan."

Her brothers exchanged looks before responding to that in unison. "Eww."

Rolling her eyes, Yuzuki waved her hand dismissively. "You'll change your tune eventually. If you want to keep thinking girls are gross for now, though, by all means. The last thing I need is one of you getting in trouble at school for bullying a girl because you have a crush that you don't know how to express."

"I wish a girl would bully me. Like, pin me up against the locker and loom over me all threateningly while she gazes down at me all intensely." Mina blushed faintly as her parents looked over at her with disapproving expressions. "That was one of those thoughts that I should have kept on the inside, huh?"

Akito grimaced and nodded. "You say a lot of things that I really wish you would keep to yourself."

Cuffing her husband's arm, Yuzuki shot Mina a reassuring look. "You're fine, sweetheart. Live your truth. Go get some girl to bully you and then ask her out. Just don't go bullying any girls. I'm okay with you having weird kinks, but I didn't raise a bully."

Mina saluted her mother playfully. "I would never, ever, ever bully someone. Bullying is super lame and unheroic. I will, however, let someone bully me. But only if they're really pretty. Because I'm into that."

"That's my girl."

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"Saiko!"

"Mina!"

"Sorry, I just realized that we weren't going to see you today and Yaomomo is probably preoccupied with Trash Cat at the moment and so I just wanted to…" The camera panned a little, showing that Saiko was only wearing a bra at the moment and Mina grinned goofily. "Hi."

Saiko glanced downward and chuckled softly before stretching her arm out to center her torso in the frame, giving Mina an altogether better view of the girl in her bra. "Hello. Are you excited for your first day of high school?"

Nodding eagerly, Mina tilted the camera a little to show that she was walking down the sidewalk with Itsuka, who waved awkwardly. "We are! We're on our way to the train station to meet Tooru and… I guess at this point, Trash Cat is going to pop in, kiss me, and then teleport us to Musutafu? We had a plan. She doesn't seem to be sticking to it."

Saiko waved dismissively. "No plan survives first contact with the enemy. Today will undoubtedly be a learning process for all of you. Over the coming days, you'll refine the process until you're all a smoothly oiled machine every morning."

"I mean, I feel like I should have expected the plan to fall apart given that it was my plan and I'm me?" Mina considered that for a bit before shrugging; Saiko and Momo hadn't countered her plans, so it had to be a good-ish plan, right? Then she remembered something that she'd been meaning to drop on one of her more intellectual girlfriends… and oh look, there one was. "Have you ever heard of the ancient Greek hero Bophades?"

After considering the complete non sequitur of a question for several seconds, Saiko hesitantly shook her head. "I am not as avid a student of classical works as Momo is, so she may be a better person to ask about such things. Unless you're looking to enlighten me about something that you've learned recently?"

Mina giggled and nodded rapidly. "Okay so he was a lot like Achilles: he had just one weakness. Except instead of his heel, it was his groin. So I'm sure you've heard of an 'Achilles heel' but have you heard of… 'Bophades nuts'?""

Cocking her head to the side, Saiko stared at Mina uncertainly… and then Chitose poked her head into the screen, laughing effusively. "I love that you're actually looking up stuff like that to spring on this girl. She needs to be taken down a peg every so often."

"Oh, Light! Hi! I didn't know you were there or I would have greeted you too. Hi!" Mina grinned mischievously as she leaned in toward the screen. "On a scale of one to Yuu yesterday morning, how well are you walking today?"

Chitose let out an exasperated sigh. "At least it's just 'Light', I suppose. Could be worse. And I am walking… moderately well. I whipped out some solid brat material last night and so the railing I got was like, an eight or nine? Headboard pounded on the wall. Neighbor pounded on the wall. Good times."

Ooh. Naughty. But like, in a fun way. Mina offered the girl a smile and a thumbs up. "So question. Did you actually get enough material out of me to write that article or do you want to sit down this evening and have a second interview and take things a little more seriously?"

"The audio file is probably chaotic as hell because we were getting courses in the middle of things and also there was a lot of innuendo flying around." Chitose nibbled on her lower lip uncertainly. "Can I get back to you on that? I'll listen to it after class today in the club room - with headphones, obviously - and then if we need to do more, we can do that when you get home today?"

Mina nodded. "Just shoot me a message so that I don't, like, stay out until midnight if you're needing me to be home to talk to." Her eyes slid upward to the corner of her screen and she gasped. "Guys, you need to put clothes on and get ready for class! I need to get to the train station and pick up Tooru! And we need to get to Musutafu!"

Waving lazily, Saiko pressed a kiss to Chitose's cheek. "Yeah, I do believe that I should get this one up and moving. Have a wonderful day, Mina. And… girl Mina never bothered to introduce me to."

Before Mina could rectify that shortcoming, Saiko ended the call and Mina shot Itsuka a sheepish grin. "In my defense, I feel like introducing you to people will be Pony's job? If Pony decides to pull the trigger on dating you, that is. Do you have a backup plan in case she doesn't want to?"

Itsuka shook her head before reaching up to rub her short hair awkwardly. "I don't, no. You're sort of… juggling a lot at the moment, no offense, so I don't know if I want to try and have you break your time into Yuu Time, Itsuka Time, and Everybody Else Time. That doesn't seem fair to them… or really satisfying to me. Then again, I don't know how long I'll be feeling this way? Yuu evidently got over it pretty fast."

"Fast is a relative term. It took her almost a hundred chapters." Mina snickered softly at the perplexed look on Itsuka's face. "I like to break the fourth wall sometimes. It annoys the shit out of most of my girlfriends so if it annoys you, you're in good company."

Raising an eyebrow, Itsuka gestured at Mina and then upward. "Is that like… a skill you have because of your quirk? Like, can you actually perceive an audience and talk to them or something?"

Mina shook her head, grinning widely. "Nope. I just say random shit and hope someone thinks it's funny. Nobody does. I'm holding out hope that by the time we're polysaturated, at least one of you will decide it's a fun quirk of mine."

"I… see." It was fairly clear that Itsuka did not in fact see, and the orange-haired girl quickly nudged the conversation back onto its original topic. "But no, I don't have any distinct plan for if Pony says no to her own girlfriend. Um, succubus girl seems fun. Izumi, right? Although I'm not sure how well 'succubus' and 'awkward shy girl' would mesh. Like, that genuinely seems like a match made in hell."

On one hand, yes. On paper, the two of them probably would be a terrible pairing. On the other hand, Izumi didn't have terribly much more experience than Itsuka at this point. Some kissing, one 'hopping', and that was about it. Although that might change, depending on how Izumi and Mineta's, uh, relationship evolved. "Izumi is super sweet. Although you might need to wait a little on her? She's actually going out with Yuu on Wednesday as Yuu's first attempt to do a date that isn't with me."

Itsuka nodded slowly before shooting an awkward - and large - finger gun at Mina. "So what I'm hearing is that if I want someone who will help ease me into this whole thing, Izumi is my girl." She hesitated for a moment and then shrugged. "Or I could go for broke and just ask Tsuyu if she wants to go out on a date. Seeing as how she's the only one who's actually expressed an interest in me so far and all."

"Considering she's stuck her dick in at least four hoard members so far, I feel like going anywhere private with Tsuyu for an extended period of time would be hazardous to your virtue, but…" Mina shrugged helplessly. "Eh? I mean, it's your virginity, not mine."

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"I feel like Artemis right now. Running through the hallways with a pack of wild lesbians."

Mina giggled from her spot at the back of the aforementioned pack, where her and Izumi were side by side to avoid hitting anyone with their combined wingspan. Both girls had their wings tucked pretty close against their bodies, but they were still the two widest girls in the group. "Well we wouldn't be running to get to our classroom if someone hadn't held up the teleporter all morning. You're lucky we have Trash Cat, or you would have been late for school."

The back of Momo's neck flushed at the accusation. "I freely admit that I got a little carried away this morning, yes. A mistake was made, one that I don't intend to repeat. However, we should be looking forward instead of backward at this point; what's done is done. We need to get to our classroom and take our seats before the bell rings."

An empty uniform darted past Momo and then skidded to a stop in front of a hugely oversized door emblazoned with their class designation in bright red paint. "Found it!" Tooru grunted softly and then slid the door open to reveal… "Fuck, I was hoping that there would be at least one cute girl who we hadn't met yet."

The rest of the hoard - or at least the 1-A compliment thereof - poured into the room and Mina looked around in disappointment. Granted the Holy Hoard occupied an incredible eight spots in the class, but out of twenty total students that was… more boys than Mina would have cared for. Just, like, in general, not even taking into account that she completely agreed with Tooru that a new girl to possibly add to their polycule would have been amazing. There was one bright spot to be had, though. "Oh! Look! There's GrapeShot!"

Giggling, Izumi darted into the room and over to the row of seats that ran along the far wall. Making her way back to her new… whatever Mineta was, the verdette squealed and plucked him out of his seat, easily lifting the short boy into the air and hugging him to her chest. "Are you ready for the best year ever, Minoru?"

"This is already the best year ever." Mineta twisted in Izumi's grip so that he was facing her, pressing his face against her chest as he wrapped his arms and legs around her. Then something occurred to him and he peered up at her. "Wait, how much is this going to cost me?"

Izumi giggled at the question, bringing one hand up to Mineta's head. "Nothing, silly. Hugs are always free. Also, I hope this isn't weird but I'm not sure exactly how your quirk works and… can I touch your balls?"

A loud gasp escaped Mineta. "Can you?!"

"This is highly inappropriate!" Bustling over, a tall boy with blue hair in a very severe style and square glasses chopped his hand emphatically at the pair. "This display of public affection is already pushing the bounds of propriety, but to discuss such indecorous things in a public setting is wholly unbecoming a hero student!"

Scowling, Izumi wrapped her arms and wings protectively around Mineta, her tail lashing back and forth in agitation. "I was talking about his hair… ball… things. Not… that. He has reels on his Instagram showing how his quirk works so I wasn't sure if they were safe to touch while they were still on his head, if he had to activate them, if he could activate them while still on his head, et cetera and so forth. Hugging him is great. Being stuck to him for the rest of the day because I did something stupid? Less fun."

The boy continued to chop his hand, albeit a bit more slowly as he stared at the pair in consternation. "That is… considerably less concerning than I originally believed. Still! If you could cease your public display of affection, the school handbook does not specifically forbid students from being in a relationship but polite society dictates that certain things are better left for when a couple is in private."

Izumi looked down at Mineta. "Oh, you think this is a public display of affection? Hold my Minoru." Unwrapping her wings, she pressed Mineta into the surprised looking boy's hands before slipping past him and marching over to Mina. She promptly wrapped her arms around the rosette and dipped her, pressing her lips against Mina's.

Woo! Free kisses! And she was possibly Izumi's first kiss of the day, which made it even better. Not that she would have minded not in fact being the first kiss, but… it was a healthy sort of competition that she definitely encouraged in her polycule.

There was the click of a camera and the two girls broke apart, looking over to find Mineta holding his phone out in front of him. When Mina raised an eyebrow, he offered a tremulous smile. "I'm, uh, helping produce content for your social media?"

Huh. Why buy herself a selfie drone - which she couldn't even operate safely indoors - when she could just use Mineta for that purpose? He'd be exponentially cheaper, too: she could pay him in content and feet pics and selfies cost her literally nothing to make. So as Izumi pulled her upright, Mina shot Mineta a grin. "Make sure you AirDrop that to me before the end of the day. I'll post it and tag you for the photographer credit."

Izumi marched back over to the bluenet and collected Mineta from him, hugging the diminutive boy to her chest again as she turned up her nose at the overly officious boy. Then she noticed someone who Mina had in fact noticed but had summarily dismissed upon entering the room. "Kacchan."

"Deku." Oooh, Mina didn't like that. She didn't like that at all. Especially since she knew from talking to Izumi that it was short for 'dekunobu', and who the hell had taught a four-year-old that word in the first place? The blond stared up at Izumi distastefully, his eyes darting from her face to her companion and back. "So you get a kiss powered quirk and this is what you decide to do with it?"

Izumi scoffed and tossed her hair. "Well the last time I tried to power my quirk on you, you literally ran away from me. So yeah. I decided to trade you in for a real man. With how into me Minoru is, I'm going to… I'm going to…"

Raising her hand, Tooru ventured a suggestion. "Go Super Saiyan?"

"Oh my god, that would be hilarious. I wonder if I can go Super Saiyan if I absorb enough energy." Izumi bound over to Tooru and pressed her lips against the invisible girl's. "I am one kiss closer to finding out. Anyone else want to kiss me? For science?"

Before Mina could volunteer - or volunteer anyone else, because she was equally fond of getting kisses and watching girls kiss - there was a deep sigh from over in the doorway. "If you're just here to make friends - or more - then you can pack up your stuff now." Huh. She was a dragon girl. Her girlfriend was a frog girl. Their teacher was a worm guy? Seemed legit. Mina was proven wrong when the person unzipped what turned out to be a yellow sleeping bag and slowly rose to his feet with a groan. "Welcome to UA's hero course. It took eight seconds before you all shut up. That's not gonna work. Time is precious. Rational students would understand that." Stepping into the classroom, the man let his weary gaze drift over the assembled students. Most of whom… were not in their seats? But Mina hadn't heard a bell, so… hmm. "Hello, I'm Aizawa Shota, your teacher."

Yeah, she was gonna go find her seat.

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"What? A quirk assessment test?"

"But orientation! We're going to miss it!"

Reaching out, Mina slapped her hand over Ochako's mouth. "Shh. I do not want to go sit in an orientation for however long a teacher wants to speak to us. Don't ruin this for me."

"If you really want to make the big leagues, you can't waste time on pointless ceremonies. Here at UA, we're not tethered to traditions. That means I get to run my class however I see fit." Aizawa stretched and then fished his cell phone out of his pocket, displaying a list of the ten standardized physical tests. Was that what they were going to be doing? That sounded sort of boring, to be honest. "You've been taking standardized tests most of your lives. But you never got to use your quirks in physical exams before. The country's still trying to pretend we're all created equal by not letting those with the most power excel. It's not rational. One day the Ministry of Education will learn."

Huh. Maybe this teacher would be mildly sympathetic to Mina's beliefs that people should be allowed to use their quirks more openly? Probably, given that he worked on a campus that allowed for free quirk use as long as you weren't harming another person. Also known as… she was going to be flying everywhere she could. Mina had never really gotten to know any of her teachers, but maybe she should make an exception for Aizawa?

"Ashido." Mina gestured to herself and Aizawa nodded in acknowledgement. "You managed to get the most points on the entrance exam." Ha ha! Yeah she did! "What was your furthest distance on the softball throw when you were in junior high?"

Raising her right arm, Mina flexed it. "I'm probably not the best example for this because Holy Dragon gives me some enhanced strength that I can't really turn off or anything. Can you have Izumi yeet the example ball for you?"

Aizawa let out a tired sigh. "Since I'm evidently transparent enough that a schoolgirl was able to predict me… sure. Why not. Midoriya. Come on up. You've been volunteered."

Bounding to the front, Izumi raised her hands in the air. "The answer is forty-nine meters, give or take. Considering what Gearshift allows me to do, I am going to be a great example for this test." Pausing, she looked around curiously. "Anyone up to give me a little boost with Succ You Dry before we get started?"

"Kero, I'll take one for the team." Hopping forward, Tsuyu made her way up to Izumi and pressed her lips against the taller verdette's. When the bluenet started to huff in protest again, she waved dismissively. "Her quirk is Succubus. Stop being quirkist."

That was enough for the bluenet to build up an entirely different head of steam, which thankfully Aizawa interrupted. "Iida, if I don't see a problem with it, do you think you need to be enforcing rules for me?" He stared the boy into submission and then turned back to Izumi. "Whenever you're ready. Get in the circle and do anything you want as long as you don't leave the circle."

Izumi scampered over to the indicated circle and caught the ball when Aizawa tossed it to her. "Gonna need to time this just right, but I'm pretty sure I can make this work for me. Butt!" Tossing the ball up in the air, she twisted in place, swinging her hips in a wide arc. With immaculate precision, she slammed her right ass cheek into the ball on its descent and there was a flash of blue as the ball went rocketing away. "Shot!"

Letting out a low whistle, Mina followed the ball with her eyes until the glowing blue dot disappeared into the morning sky. "Well shit. Maybe I should have gone first. I'm not sure how I'm going to follow that one up."

Izumi turned back to the class and offered a pair of peace signs as she smiled widely. "I'm Dekiru: the Can Do Hero. Let's all do our best, everybody!" The verdette bounced back over to the group and promptly snuggled up against Momo, wrapping one wing around the taller girl and giving her a peck on the lips. Hmm. Was Aizawa down for all public displays of affection? Or was Mina going to have to develop a quirk based necessity of her own?

"Moving on. Ten tests. Quirk usage is allowed. Do your best, because the person who does worst on the ten tests… will be expelled." Aizawa shot a quelling gaze over the class as they started to protest, Ochako loudest amongst them. "Heroics isn't fun and games, children. It's a serious profession, where lives are constantly on the line and you'll fight to come home on a regular basis. If you don't have any potential? It would be irrational for me to let you continue any further. I won't be responsible for sending an unsuitable child to their grave."

Well, that was very depressing and dramatic. Very 'rational', though, to quote what already seemed to be Aizawa's favorite word. Mina looked around. She liked to keep things light, but she knew firsthand the risks of heroics. If that yakuza douchebag had gotten his hands on her or any of hers, they could have had a really bad day. If any of them weren't going to take things seriously then yeah, they didn't deserve to be here.

The first test on the list turned out to be the fifty meter dash and as they made their way to the track, Mina watched as the yellow-haired boy who had been hovering near her group since they'd gotten outside did his best to insert himself next to Tsuyu. "So are you brown because of your quirk, or..?"

Cutting through the crowd, the perpetually offended bluenet began chopping a hand frantically at the yellow-haired boy. "You cannot simply ask someone why their skin is the color that it is! That's highly inappropriate!"

Tsuyu waved dismissively at the taller boy. "It's okay, kero, I figured it'd come up eventually. Kinda surprised that my girlfriends have never said anything, to be honest. Surprised but not mad. It was nice just being accepted. But yes, I'm biracial. My father is African and my mother is Japanese."

"Wait, wait, wait. What?" Closing the distance between them, Mina shoved herself in between Tsuyu and the yellow-haired boy, sending him stumbling away as she flicked her wings outward to clear them a little space. "You're biracial? All this time I thought you were just brown because frogs were brown."

Tsuyu looked up at Mina and snickered softly. "I am in fact a frog, but I am not a Ranoidea mira. At least as far as I know, kero." At Mina's confused look, she explained. "Literally the chocolate frog. It has the same skin tone as me. But no. My father's quirk is Toad but his ancestry is African so even odds as to whether he was brown because of his quirk or his parents. Same odds on me." She snickered again and bumped her shoulder against Mina's side. "You really thought it was just a quirk thing this entire time?"

Letting out an offended huff, Mina gestured down at herself. "Have you seen me? I am literally completely fucking pink. Having a girlfriend with brown skin was not really something that registered as different or unique to me of all people."

"Fair enough, I suppose. But yeah. Pony's not the only one in the polycule who's technically exotic." Tsuyu cocked her head to one side, finger tapping at the corner of her mouth."Although she's fifty percent more exotic than me, being entirely Mexican and all."

"So wait, does this mean that you have a BBC?"

"I mean, I certainly have the big part down, kero."

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Surprisingly to literally everyone, Mineta did not in fact land himself in last place, nor did any of Mina's hoard. That honor went to the yellow-haired boy, who turned out to be named Kaminari Denki. Tucking his phone back into his pocket, Aizawa gave the assembled students an unnecessarily smug looking grin. "And I was lying: no one's going home. That was just a rational deception to make sure you gave it your all in the tests."

Momo let out a soft huff even as Kaminari dropped to his knees and gasped loudly. "I'm surprised the rest of you didn't figure that out. I'm sorry, I guess I should have said something."

Whirling around, Mina stared at her girlfriend with wide eyes. "Probably, yeah! I mean, I kicked ass but I feel like Kyouka and Tooru were probably stressing out this whole time!"

Given that she'd finished eighteenth, it was no surprise that Tooru nodded rapidly. "I mean, it definitely made me give it my all, heh. Mission accomplished? Go Mister Aizawa?"

"That's it, we're done for the day." Turning away, Aizawa began trudging back toward the main school building. "Pick up a syllabus in the classroom and read it over before tomorrow morning. Oh, and Ashido?" The rosette perked up, looking over at the man as he paused and glanced back at her. "Midnight has been following your antics online and gave me a brief - and thoroughly unwanted - overview of your situation this morning in the teacher's lounge. UA has a very strict harassment policy. I would suggest you tread… very carefully."

Mina offered a playful salute in reply. "Only grab my girlfriends' butts. Got it. Yes sir, can do sir." Aizawa opened her mouth, apparently thought better of it, and turned to walk away again. As he made himself scarce, Mina threw her hands up in the air excitedly. "Did you hear that? Midnight knows who we are! The undisputed queen of horny heroines here in Japan knows who we are!"

"Oh, I hate myself for even thinking this but Mina's been really good lately so I'm just going to…" Inhaling deeply, Tooru let out a loud sigh. "Do you think this might be the kind of story where the hot teacher takes a… special interest… in us?"

Scrunching up her nose in disgust, Mina shook her head rapidly. "Oh, yuck. Absolutely not. First of all, we are all teenagers and she is very much… not. Second of all, even if this was a college AU or something and we were legal adults, I would still say no. There's a power imbalance inherent in a teacher and student relationship that I am not comfortable with at all. Now, have I shlicked to some of Midnight's shit? Yes. I am a teenage lesbian with a healthy libido. Would I ever try to turn my completely reasonable number of fantasies into reality? Absolutely not."

Ochako pressed the tips of her fingers together as she looked around uncertainly. "We're still fucking Miruko when we're old enough for her, though, right?"

"Oh, absolutely. Wild horses could not keep me away from that fine rabbit ass the literal second she says that she's down for it." Mina took a moment to indulge in some seriously filthy thoughts about the number seven hero and her future mentor before shaking her head, trying to refocus herself on her present situation. Namely? "But enough of that. Girls! There is an entire sister class that we only have fifteen percent penetration of. Let's go see what our girlfriends are up to!"

Raising his hand, Mineta looked around uncertainly. "Can I come along? Or is this, like, Izumi time with you guys that I'm not invited to?"

"I'm not entirely sure, to be honest." Momo made her way over to stand in front of Mineta, and the diminutive boy inhaled sharply before dropping and doing a pushup. He peered up at Momo, did two more for good measure, and then hopped back to his feet. "Dare I ask?"

Mineta shrugged completely unrepentantly. "Izumi wants me to do a pushup whenever I think lewd thoughts about a girl who isn't her or Mina. No offense, but from this angle? Your boobs are so big that they eclipse your face. How am I not supposed to have thoughts about that?"

Looking over at Mina, Momo raised an eyebrow inquiringly, to which the rosette shrugged. That was pretty fucking relatable to her. Like, Momo's tits were huge. She had lewd thoughts about them on a regular basis. After a few seconds, Momo turned back to Mineta. "I see. That is certainly… an interesting way to handle such things. Although I imagine if you spend any real amount of time adjacent to the hoard, you will become a very fit young man very quickly."

"Especially with that purple-haired girl in the mix." Everyone turned to look at a very surprised Kyouka, and then back at Mineta. "What, she's hot as fuck. If she was offering content, I would be on that like…" He snapped his fingers for emphasis, then promptly dropped and did another pushup. "But yeah, Mina warned me that I should be on my best behavior around most of you so I'm going to do my best to not screw things up?"

The corner of Kyouka's mouth inched upward. "I have a twin, by the way." Mineta's eyes went wide, and he promptly dropped and did several more pushups in a row. "I mean, I'm not looking for male gaze validation or anything for obvious reasons… but I surprisingly don't hate him? He's kinda fun. So I guess if we're voting, I say bring him with us."

Mina looked around curiously. "I don't think we really need a vote so much as… does anyone having a pressing reason why Izumi can't bring her emotional support GrapeShot with her?" When nobody voiced an objection, Mina nodded decisively. "It's been decided. Holy Hoard, roll out."

Scooping up Mineta, Izumi balanced him on her hip the same way Himiko tended to carry Eri, making the boy peer up at her thoughtfully. "Would it be weird if I called you Mommy?"

"…a little, yeah." Izumi chuckled and made her way over to walk next to Mina as they made their way toward the building. "So who are you thinking? Me. You. Obviously our Thotatar should be fair game. Yuu?"

Mina considered that before nodding slowly. "At this point, my broad assumption of the group is 'lesbian until informed otherwise'. That being said, Yui wants to be a sexualized hero so I feel like yeah, GrapeShot should be fine hitting on her. Yuu, I'm less sure about. She's really trying to embrace the sexualized heroine thing but off duty, she's definitely shyer and more conservative. So let's say me, you, and Yui for start and I'll bring it up with Yuu tonight. Maybe we can frame it as like, exposure training?"

As they walked onward, Izumi looked over at Mineta before turning back to Mina and grinning mischievously. "What about Tsuyu?" Mina raised an eyebrow and Izumi's grin widened. "Minoru has had fantasies about getting pegged."

Mina's eyes went wide as her brain tried to process the sheer physical reality of that particular pairing. "And you want to turn Tsuyu loose on him? Assuming she's even willing, he'd literally get turned into her fleshlight. Her dick is like, a third the size of his entire body."

"Oh my god, set me down. I need to do so many pushups."

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Much to Mina's consternation, Aizawa's freestyle education did not in fact extend to their sister class and so the Holy Hoard ended up loitering outside the 1-B classroom awkwardly as their very buff teacher continued to lecture them. Looking around, Mina frowned. "Anyone got any bright ideas? Because I am at a loss."

Tooru reached up to tug at her tie as she made a thoughtful noise. "I could strip down and sneak around to peek into the different classrooms and see if there's any cute girls worth chatting up when the other classes let out?"

"While I appreciate your willingness to streak in a school environment, UA is probably a little more prepared for invisible students than your old school?" Tooru made a curious noise and Mina gestured up at the visible camera domes that regularly dotted the hallway ceiling. "Thermal cameras? Or something?"

"We do not in fact have thermal cameras as part of the school's surveillance system. I've considered it, though." Mina looked around wildly before realizing the voice was coming from a speaker on the ceiling. "It's me, Nedzu, the one who could be a dog or a mouse or a bear, but more importantly… I'm the principal!"

Mina's golden eyes widened and she cleared her throat nervously. "Hello, Mister Principal. Are we in trouble?"

There was a soft chuckle from the speaker. "Far from it. With that being said, I would like to discourage Miss Hagakure from running around the halls naked. Some of our students do have sensory quirks that could put her in… an awkward situation." Oh. Oh yikes. Actually, that was probably something that they should look into with that big guy Shouji from their class. "If your goal for the afternoon is to scout out potential prospects for your romantic grouping, perhaps you would like an edited version of the year one class rosters?"

"Not that I'm against the idea, but…" Mina looked around uncertainly at her partners before peering up at the ceiling again. "Why would you do something like that?"

Nedzu laughed again. "I enjoy observing the mating rituals of adolescent humans, and yours promise to be particularly amusing. Sharing a file is a small price to pay for the potential entertainment I would gain from it."

Raising her hand slowly, Tooru peered up at the ceiling. "Any chance you can share the year three roster?" When she received looks from the other girls, she shrugged defensively. "What? We have a few older girls in the hoard but you know what this group really needs? Some genuine senpai."

Mina reached over to grab Tooru's forearms, pressing a quick kiss to the invisible girl's lips before nodding eagerly. "Yes! Senpai pussy is the holy grail of the high school dating experience, and we have a narrow window to achieve it." Pausing, she reviewed the words that had just come out of her mouth before looking upward and chuckling nervously. "Which is to say-"

"I heartily enjoy when my students speak their minds. For the most part. That being said, there are perhaps… things that you should not say around authority figures in your life, Miss Ashido." A small robot came rolling around the corner, making its way over to Mina and offering her a tablet. "Happy hunting, though."

Taking the tablet from the robot, Mina powered it on and let out a low whistle. True to his word, the principal had provided them with a photo annotated list of all of the students in their third year at UA High. There were altogether too many boys for Mina's liking; wasn't the population supposed to be fifty-one percent female and forty-nine percent male? Where were all the girls? But she quickly found herself staring at one prospect in particular. "Oh my god, Nejire-chan goes here."

The other girls crowded around curiously and Momo reached out to poke the screen hesitantly. "Who is 'Nejire-chan'? Is she a fellow, erm, content creator?"

Mina shook her head vehemently. "Thank god she's not because I would be spending so much of Fuyumi's money on her if she was. No, it turns out her actual name is Hadou Nejire and she's a hero intern here in Musutafu. I follow her on social media. She's so cute!"

"She is cute, kero." Tsuyu tucked herself under Mina's arm and peered at the screen thoughtfully. "I can't imagine that she's single, though. I know that if I had anything to say about it, she wouldn't be."

Mina nodded in agreement before scrolling down the screen rapidly. Given that the list was in gojuuon order, it wasn't hard to find her target. "She is in fact not single. I've seen her posting on social media with her girlfriend Haya Yuuyu. Who is in 3-B while Nejire is in 3-A. But… but! Yaomomo had a girlfriend before she joined us. Yaomomo had two girlfriends, even. So I feel like the opportunity might still be there if we play our cards right."

Holding out her hands, Ochako took the tablet from Mina and flicked up and down between the two of them curiously. "I wish there were better pictures. They both seem cute from their little headshots, though. Do we want to maybe go find their classrooms on the third floor and catch up with our girls later? Like, they'll wait for us. We actually need to make a move if we want to talk to either of these girls."

Hmm. That was a good question. There were also eight of them at the moment, so the possibility existed that they could split up to cover more ground at the same time. Then again, were 3-A and 3-B the only places they needed to go? Mina took the tablet back and scrolled rapidly through the remaining girls, humming softly. "Okay, so, there are some really cute girls in third year. Fact. That being said, we don't know who's in 1-B with Yui and Pony and Itsuka, so I feel like we probably shouldn't overinvest ourselves at this particular point in time. Like if there's five more cute girls in 1-B, that would bring us perilously close to our hoard goal right there."

From where she was lingering on the edge of the group, Izumi piped up. "And regardless of how many girls there are or aren't in 1-B, Yaomomo's already asked for permission to approach the lizard girl. Tokage? Tokage. So we should assume that we'll be picking up at least one out of however many girls there are in the class."

"Actually, hang on." Fuyumi quickly counted something of on her fingers before holding up her hands for Mina to see. "Including Itsuka - which I'm going to count until I hear otherwise - we're currently at eighteen girls. If there are five more cute girls in 1-B and we end up dating all of them, that would bring us to twenty-three. Which means that flirting with both Nejire and Yuuyu would put us over our target number. And… didn't Moe have that stupid girl who she was debating dating? Which is to say, I know that Moe is looking at Camie but I am trying to casually remind you that there might be a Camie on the roster sometime soon."

Mou! That was a problem. Unless… Mina bounced on her toes excitedly. "What if we just have more girls?" Fuyumi shot her an exasperated look and Mina held her hands up defensively. "I'm not saying, like, an infinite number of girls. That would be chaotic. But like… is there a significant difference between twenty-four girls in my hoard and twenty-six girls in my hoard?"

Looking up from her phone, Momo cleared her throat to draw the group's attention to her. "I, erm, just stumbled on a reel where Yuuyu jokes that Nejire's strap game is, and I quote, 'good enough to get a girl pregnant'. And so I for one would be in favor of waiving the upper limit of the group in this particular case?"

Momo had a good point! She had a very good point!

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In the end, the girls decided to split up to pursue multiple targets. Whether or not they ended up incorporating literally every first year girl in the hero course into the hoard, Momo wanted to make inroads with Setsuna and Kyouka seemed inordinately interested in meeting Itsuka face to face? So… maybe they had an alternative to Pony in the running? But while Mina was in fact interested in meeting her 1-B counterparts… senpai! Senpai, damn it! So she promptly took Ochako and Tsuyu and headed off to stake out Classroom 3-A.

Time seemed to stretch on forever, but eventually the bell rang and their target was the first one out of the classroom, zipping out while floating several inches above the floor. She took one look at the assembled trio and promptly invaded Mina's personal space, bringing her face closer to Mina's than the rosette had ever been with a girl she wasn't actively kissing. "Oh my gosh, kouhai! Cute kouhai! I'm Hadou Nejire! You can call me Nejire! What are your names? And what are you doing up here on our floor? Are you lost?"

Mina leaned in, rubbing her nose against Nejire's. Because if this super cute girl wanted to be up close and personal with her… she was not going to complain! "I'm Toyotama! The Dragon of Chiba! Literally everybody except GrapeShot calls me Ashido Mina. Mou. Someday, though. But yeah! We're up here to see you!"

"Hi. Before we get distracted by the rest of the conversation, I just want to introduce myself." Ochako waved awkwardly and then let out a soft squeak as Nejire spun and invaded her personal space. "I'm Uraraka Ochako. Please take care of me."

Tsuyu raised a hand lazily. "Asui Tsuyu. Nice to meet you, kero."

Zipping over to Tsuyu, Nejire inspected her closely before returning to hover in front of Mina. "So you're Mina. And you're my kouhai. And you're here to see me?" Her expression became puzzled and then nervous as she thought about that. "Whatever happened, you can't prove that I did it."

A soft giggle escaped Mina as she reached out to grab Nejire's hands. "Actually, we have video of Yuuyu talking about you doing it, so we sorta can?" If anything, Nejire's expression became even more confused at that and so Mina decided to stop beating around the bush and just go straight for the kill. "So, we're polyamorous. Me, Ochako, Tsuyu, and sixteen other girls. And we were wondering if you and Yuuyu would like to join our polycule."

"Whaaaaat? You want me to date…" Nejire trailed off, counting each of them individually. "You want me to date nineteen of my kouhais all at once?"

Ochako held up a finger. "Um, more like thirteen kouhais. Some of the girls in the polycule are a year older or are your peers. At different schools, so not technically our senpais? You and Yuuyu would be the only ones of those."

Gasping, Nejire pulled her hands out of Mina's and brought them up to her face. "Yuuyu and I have been propositioned a few times before but never by nineteen girls at once. That's so exciting! I love it!" Cocking her head to the side, she thought for a moment. "I mean, it's an invitation to go on a date. Not, like, get married. And even if it was, there's still divorce. But also, I feel like I should ask Yuuyu what she wants to do before I say yes? I want to say yes. But she probably should get a say in whether or not we date nineteen girls?"

Mina's golden eyes widened. "Wait, just like that? Literally all we've said to you is hi and explained what's going on? Like, don't we need to flirt with you more? Woo you? I feel like I need to do some wooing here."

"You can! You should! I love being wooed! I didn't get any of that with Yuuyu; she was so shy that I had to woo her." Nejire finally dropped to the floor and reached out, taking Ochako's hand in one of hers and Tsuyu's in the other. "But I feel like if there's going to be wooing, it should be joint wooing since we come as a pair?"

That was fine with Mina. She followed along as Nejire trotted down the hallway, guiding Tsuyu and Ochako along next to her. Their destination was literally just one classroom down, where a bemused looking Yuuyu was standing just past the doorway, leaning on the wall as she watched them approach. The corner of her mouth twitched upward. "I'm sure the answer to why Nejire is bringing random girls to meet me is going to be… fascinating."

Mina waved excitedly, seeing as she had free hands and the other girls… also sorta did, but she wanted to be involved. "Hi! I'm Toyotama, the Dragon of Chiba! And we are here… to see if you and Nejire want to go out on a date with us!"

One yellow eyebrow that definitely didn't match Yuuyu's salmon colored hair inched upward at that. "First of all, what's your real name? Nejire using her real name as her hero name is as much as I can stomach there. I'm not calling you by your hero name when you're out of costume."

Slouching slightly, Mina crossed her arms over her chest and looked away. "Ashido Mina. Nice to meet you. I mean, I guess."

"Nice to meet you too, Mina." Yuuyu reached out to tousle Mina's hair playfully. "Pink squad, represent. Well, mine is dyed but… close enough. Now, first things first. Define 'us'. 'Us' has the potential to be very open ended. Are we talking you, the frog girl, and the blushing girl? Or is there more to this story?"

Before Mina could answer, Nejire let out a delighted giggle. "There's nineteen of them! Thirteen kouhais and six… I don't really know much about the other six. But nineteen total! And they want us to join them!"

Yuuyu's eyes went very wide at that revelation. "Nineteen girls? That's… that's a lot of girls. How would we even go on a date as twenty-one girls at the same time? Like, where would we go? What would we do? That's half a movie theater just for us."

And that was something that they were continuing to deal with as they grew, yes. Mina tapped her finger against her chin. "We tend to sort of clump together on the weekends at one of the two bigger houses in the polycule. But even then, we tend to break off in groups to do stuff. You're right, twenty-one girls is a lot of girls in one place at one time. So… how about this? Five girls. You. Nejire. Me. Tsuyu. Ochako. Right here, right now. We go and do something. And when we're done, you decide if we're worth going on a second date with."

Nejire gasped, releasing Tsuyu and Ochako's hands so she could dart forward, grabbing Yuuyu and spinning her around. "Oh, that sounds like so much fun. Can we, Yuuyu? Can we?"

"I mean… if this is something you want?" Nejire nodded eagerly and Yuuyu let out a soft chuckle before kissing the girl on the lips. "I've always said that you're far too much extrovert for me to handle. Maybe having nineteen other girlfriends would give you enough other people to spread your social energy to."

Woo! That sounded like a yes to Mina!

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"I have an idea! I can fly. You have wings, so I assume that you can fly too. Let's race from the building to the gate. If I win, I get to kiss you. If you win, you get to kiss me."

Pausing with one foot still in her uwabaki and the other in her outdoor shoe, Mina raised an eyebrow at the offer. "Um, I'm not necessarily opposed but… that seems kind of win-win from where I'm standing. Where's my incentive to win?"

Leaning against the getabako, Nejire gestured to herself. "Don't you want to kiss me?"

Mina nodded rapidly. She did! "I do!"

"Well, there you go then." Behind her, Yuuyu looked up at the ceiling and shook her head, clearly used to Nejire's antics. To be honest, Mina wasn't hating not being the biggest airhead in the room. She hadn't been anticipating making the jump from dumbest to second dumbest until Moe figured her situation out, but she definitely wasn't mad about it. Bored of waiting on Mina, Nejire zipped over to Ochako and grabbed her by the hands. "Oh my gosh, you have finger beans! That's so cute!"

Giggling, Ochako wiggled her fingers at Nejire. "I do! And toe beans! They're part of my quirk. If I touch something with all five beans, it floats."

Nejire cocked her head to the side. "What about with all five toe beans?"

"Thankfully not, or I'd constantly be…" Ochako trailed off, looking down at her feet for a moment and then back up at her hands. "Actually, what would happen if I directly applied my quirk to the earth? I've never tried because trying to remove the gravity of something too big makes me sick. Would I just be stuck in a constant cycle of vomiting?"

Shuddering, Nejire shook her head. "This isn't a cute topic. This isn't a cute topic at all. Let's change it." Zipping over to Tsuyu, she thrust her arm out to pin the verdette between her and the getabako. "You're a frog, right? How long is your tongue?"

Tsuyu looked over at the hand pressed into the wall next to her, and then along Nejire's arm to the girl herself. "Would you like to find out?" She followed that up by winking one dark eye slowly and deliberately. "I have rizz, kero."

"You do! That was a great pickup line. Ten out of ten, it absolutely would have worked on me if we met somewhere because yes, I do want to find out! I'm very curious!" Demonstrating remarkable strength, she grabbed Tsuyu under her arms and turned toward Yuuyu. "Yuuyu! Didn't you say that you wanted a frog?"

Tsuyu raised an eyebrow at that.

The salmon-haired girl sputtered awkwardly at that as she waved her hands at Nejire. "I meant like, a pet frog in a tank at home! Not like… you can't just call her a frog! Isn't that quirkist? She's a very nice girl with a frog quirk, not an actual frog! She's still a person!"

Tsuyu's eyes wandered up and down Yuuyu as she dangled in Nejire's grasp. "I mean, you could take me home with you if you wanted. I would not object to that at all, kero."

Making her way over, Yuuyu cuffed Nejire's shoulder gently. "First of all, put her down. Just because you're freakishly strong for your size doesn't mean you can just go around picking random people up." Nejire pouted but obeyed, setting Tsuyu back on her feet. Once that was accomplished, Yuuyu turned to Tsuyu and huffed softly. "You are sort of cute, though. I guess… I mean, do you want to sit next to me wherever we end up?"

Tsuyu nodded agreeably and looped an arm through Yuuyu's. "Sounds good to me. Question, because I was too busy staring at your picture to read the rest of the information on the tablet that Nedzu gave us." Yuuyu raised an eyebrow at that and Tsuyu waved dismissively. "Not important. But you obviously know what my quirk is. What's your quirk? And if you're a third year, I assume you have a hero name already?"

Yuuyu offered a faint smile and then flicked her fingers, making a bolt of electricity spark through the air. "My hero name is Denryuuyu. A play on the word for electricity mixed with my own name. It's no Nejire-chan, but it serves me well enough."

"Oh! I'm going to do the same thing! I'm going to be the Cosmic Hero: Uravity. Uraraka plus gravity." Ochako stared up at Yuuyu with an excited look on her face. "And you have an electricity quirk? Elemental emitters are so cool! You're going to fit right in with Fuyumi and Moe."

At Yuuyu's confused expression, Mina hurried to explain. "We're going to make a hoard introduction video soon, I promise. Todoroki Fuyumi and Kamiji Moe. Fuyumi has an ice quirk and Moe has a flame quirk."

Yuuyu nodded in understanding. "Oh, cool. Literally in Fuyumi's case. There's a surprising lack of simple emitters in heroics? Mostly because a lot of emitters appear to manifest as being able to do one thing and do it very well. Few people put in the work to develop them into hero worthy quirks. I think I'm the only simple emitter in the third year heroics course right now."

"That just makes you unique and noteworthy! And collectible!" Mina finally got around to swapping to her other outdoor shoe before looking around uncertainly. "Okay so I know that we offered a date of five but like… I'm kinda curious what the other girls are up to? Like, there are ten UA students from the hoard who are currently unaccounted for. I'm not worried so much as… um, does anyone know a synonym for curious? I don't want to repeat myself."

Nejire thought for a moment before perking up. "Inquisitive?"

Ooh, that was a great word! Mina was… "I am inquisitive! Did Yaomomo go hit on Setsuna? How did Setsuna react? How many other girls are there in 1-B? Do any of them want to join the hoard? Or… wait, we've been completely ignoring that Mei and Mitoku are in 1-H with who knows how many girls? What if they're scoring us a bunch of new nerd girlfriends as we speak?"

To be honest, Mina wasn't against either idea. More heroic girlfriends would be great for her 'number one hero team' idea… but support girlfriends would absolutely be valuable in their own way too! A costume designer girlfriend! A healer girlfriend! An actual analyst girlfriend, since Izumi was going to be a hero girlfriend! Sure, they could hire for all those positions once they got out of high school and into the industry, but… why hire when you could date?

Checking her phone again, Mina sighed. No news wasn't necessarily bad news, but it definitely wasn't good news. Because it was no news. "Can we… wait, no, we don't need to stay in the neighborhood because everyone was going to have to figure out their own way home. Enmuko can't drop people at home without an anchor. Hmm. Speaking of which, where is Enmuko? Ugh, the more I think, the more questions I have."

Bounding over, Nejire cupped Mina's cheeks and leaned in close to her. "You know what would take your mind off all of those questions that you're thinking? Racing me to the gate!"

Mina nodded decisively in agreement. "You know what? You're not wrong! Let's go race! Loser has to get kissed!"

Mina… honestly wasn't going to mind if she lost this particular race.

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In the end, Nejire turned out to be either faster in a straight line than Mina or at least capable of better early race acceleration, and beat her handily to the front gate. Mina was definitely more maneuverable than the older girl, casually twirling in helixes around the glowing yellow streak of Nejire, but that didn't help her win the race any. Not that she really minded getting dipped and kissed in front of the school?

She did not mind that at all.

Looking around, Mina frowned. She had two of the many girls from the hoard with her. Where was… literally everyone else? She couldn't even account for all of the 1-A girls at this point; had Fuyumi, Tooru, and Izumi gone with Momo and Kyouka or done something else? To say nothing of Mei and Mitoku. What were her nerd girlfriends doing at the moment? The group chat had been surprisingly quiet all day, which probably wasn't that surprising given that they were now high school students at an extremely prestigious institution. They weren't going to be sitting on their phones the way they were back when they were in local junior highs.

It was still a little disappointing, though? Like obviously Ochako had not yet gotten a chance to live her fantasy of dominantly grinding her really nice ass on Tsuyu's dick in the bathroom yet - they'd gone straight from the classroom to the field to the classroom to out - but like… come on. Had nobody taken a cute selfie this morning that they wanted to share with the group? She'd felt like she was slacking, but evidently literally everyone else was slacking too. Mou! She wanted some gay content, damn it!

After checking her phone one last time to see if anyone had messaged - they had not - Mina shrugged and gestured out at the city. "Ochako, you're our closest thing to a native guide. Having been here like, a few whole days. Any ideas on what we should do first?"

Ochako's eyes went wide and she shook her head rapidly. "I mostly just live in Izumi's apartment. Make out with her a lot, vibe with her mom when I'm not making out with her, just normal teenage girl stuff. Also, she had school last week so she couldn't really… show me around? And I wasn't going to just wander the city and hope nobody noticed that I should be in school?"

All of that was very fair. Hmm. What did Mina know about Musutafu at this point? There was a Taco Bell with a dark alley a few blocks away that was great for being saved by vigilantes. There was a train where she'd had a homoerotic encounter. The mall was pretty cool? She… probably shouldn't just show up at one of her partners' homes with Nejire and Yuuyu, especially without checking to see if they were going to be home. Not only was that rude, but this was supposed to be a five person date at the moment and going to anyone's house risked turning it into a… not five person date.

Hmm.

Oh! Wait! "Isn't there a park with a whole pirate ship for you to take selfies with?" Mina pulled her phone out of her bag and furrowed her brow as she leafed through the truly chaotic number of open tabs on her browser. Where was it? She'd left the tab open for later reference, right? Hopefully she hadn't bookmarked it and closed it; her bookmark situation was even worse than her open tab situation. Ah hah! "Hirono Beachside Park! Open until nine o'clock. Free to get in. Short walk from the nearest bus stop. We can bring food. Who wants to have, like, a seaside picnic as a 'getting to know you' sort of thing?"

Tsuyu perked up at the idea. "Beachside? So there's water I can go in?" She paused and looked down at herself before shrugging nonchalantly. "I'm in boy shorts and a relatively functional bra under here. I wouldn't look too out of place if I just took my uniform off and went in the water."

Bouncing excitedly, Nejire gestured from Tsuyu to Yuuyu and back. "And it's April so the water's probably a little chilly so there will be a really good excuse for Yuuyu to 'warm you up' after you get out. Right?"

"Hmm. That's a good line, kero." Tsuyu peered up at Yuuyu curiously. "Would you be interested in warming me up after my swim?"

Yuuyu offered a teasing smile in response. "Well, someone's going to have to. Guess it might as well be me." Looking back at the main building, she hummed softly. "Should we have raided the cafeteria before we left? I know that Lunch Rush sells bentos of lunch leftovers at low prices for the, uh, less advantaged students?"

Even as Ochako shot Yuuyu an intrigued look, Nejire shook her head. "I feel like that would be super rude of us? I don't know how many people need those meals, but however many people there are… they sure need them more than I do." Without asking, Nejire took Mina's phone from her and poked at it. "Map says there's a donburi place pretty much on top of the bus stop. Like, a one minute backtrack. Donburi, anyone?"

Mina raised her hand. "I'm down for donburi." She opened her mouth to ask for her phone back, only to be brought up short as Nejire began taking cute selfies with it. Maybe she could just… hang onto Mina's phone for a little bit longer? "Ochako, I know you're… you. I can pick up your bowl and we can work out you paying me back after?"

Peering back and forth between the two girls, Nejire shook her head. "Or not. Yuuyu and I actually have afterschool jobs. Which… might cut into the poly love puddle thing a little, but we'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Point being… donburi is absolutely on me."

"Oh. That's… really nice of you." Ochako blushed faintly before nodding to herself and cuddling into Nejire's side, allowing the taller girl to take pictures of the two of them. Mina smiled to herself; Ochako did have her own ways of compensating her partners for financial outlays. Cuddles were an excellent currency that Mina readily accepted. "So, we need to catch the bus?"

Ooh, what if she had a homoerotic encounter on the bus? Kinda like when she rode with Yuu that one time? Or even better? Maybe she'd been depriving herself of fun by letting Enmuko pop her here, there, and everywhere lately. Something to think about another time. Mina perked up and nodded, gesturing down the street. "We need the Mochimune Line. It's like, a solid half an hour of riding the bus, but eventually it lets out near that donburi place that Nejire mentioned. From there, it's a short walk that us physically active girls should have no problem doing and then… park!"

It was a longer walk to the bus than Mina's vague gesticulations had implied, but eventually they made it to the bus stop and a bus arrived within a matter of minutes. Bless public transportation, Mina mused as she hopped aboard and tapped her IC card against the sensor. She might have been able to survive in some of the bigger European cities. From what she'd heard of America? Definitely not.

After eyeing the few available seats thoughtfully, Mina shook her head. She was fit. She could survive standing in one place for half an hour until they got to their destination. Her companions likewise eschewed the seats in favor of clustering around her. Tsuyu managed to maneuver Yuuyu to stand between her and the window and promptly brought her hand up to press against the glass next to the taller girl's head. "So. Kero. You come here often?"

Gasping, Mina leaned in toward her girlfriend. "Tsuyu! You need better lines than that! Tomorrow isn't promised! Be a ho today!"

Tsuyu considered that for a moment and then looked back up at Yuuyu. "How do you feel about frog meat?"

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"Are we allowed to climb on the pirate ship?"

"It doesn't say that we're not?"

"I'm going to climb on the pirate ship!"

"…and there she goes. Didn't even bother to finish her dinner." Yuuyu let out an exasperated sigh before looking over at Mina. "Is it considered inappropriate to put one of your polycule members on a child leash? Asking because…" Trailing off, the salmon-haired girl let out a sigh of exasperation as she looked over at where Nejire was scaling the side of the pirate ship. "Yeah."

Mina giggled softly as she watched Nejire climb the side of the ship. And oh, Nejire had thought ahead and worn sport shorts under her skirt. Which… considering she could fly, was a really good idea. Mina needed to look into that, especially since she'd just been ass out for her race with Nejire. Not that she minded fifty-one percent of the population seeing her ass, but there was the other forty-eight percent to consider. "She's certainly energetic. Like, I thought I was high energy and then I met her."

Raising an eyebrow, Tsuyu looked from Mina to Nejire and back. "You're exactly that high energy. Be honest, kero. If there wasn't a cute girl over here holding your attention? You would absolutely be next to Nejire climbing on the ship."

"I came out tonight to have a good time and I'm honestly feeling so attacked right now." Mina huffed, looked over at Nejire, and then slumped a little as she met Tsuyu's knowing gaze. "Not gonna lie, though, climbing on the pirate ship does look like a lot of fun. Maybe you two can woo Yuuyu while I go climb with Nejire?"

Ochako shot Mina an exasperated look and then gestured emphatically at the bowl sitting in Mina's lap. "Eat your donburi while it's still warm. Three square meals a day is an important part of being a healthy hero student, and you're not going to skip a meal just to go fool around. If Nejire is still climbing when you're done, you can absolutely go join her."

Looking down at her food, Mina nodded sullenly. "Fine." Then she looked back up at Ochako and perked up a little. "Also, that was very dominant of you. Like, I feel like you're caring about me and my needs but in a very firm and commanding way. A-plus, go Ochako go."

"Thanks! I wasn't really aiming to be a mommy dom but given how chaotic this polycule tends to be, I feel like it might be a natural fit for me?" Ochako thought for a moment before shrugging and gesturing to Mina's food again. "We can talk about that after food too, if you really want."

Not wanting to attract the brunette's ire, Yuuyu pointedly took a big mouthful of food for herself before hesitating and offering Tsuyu a bite of her donburi. Tsuyu graciously accepted, her long tongue flicking out and stealing the food from Yuuyu's chopsticks. The older girl stared at her for several seconds before blushing faintly. "Oh. So your tongue is that long."

Her grin becoming distinctly smug, Tsuyu let her tongue snap outward to flick at Mina's cheek before retracting back into her mouth. "Who needs rizz when you can lick a girl's cervix?"

As Yuuyu exploded into a brighter blush, Mina decided to throw etiquette to the wind and pointed her chopsticks at Tsuyu. "Which reminds me, when am I going to get in on that? I haven't gotten frog anything yet. Which I feel is super weird given that I'm the one who started this whole thing. Like, y'all are my hoard. Why haven't I been hopped yet?"

"After Tooru." Mina raised an eyebrow at that and Tsuyu shrugged nonchalantly. "I'm literally the only one who can see her face. I feel like I should probably take advantage of that at some point."

She was not in fact the only one who could see Tooru's face these days but Mina didn't want to rain on Tsuyu's parade and so she just nodded agreeably. "Fair, fair. Or… and this is just me throwing this out there. Me, you, and Tooru. Threesome."

Tsuyu tapped her finger against the corner of her mouth, her tongue poking out slightly. "You know what? That's not a bad idea, kero. She can sit on my face. You can sit on my dick. Everybody's happy."

A sputtering noise emerged from Yuuyu. "I'm sorry, your what?"

"Oh. Right. You haven't had time to check my social media presence, have you?" Tsuyu let out a loud sigh and waved her chopsticks in Mina's direction. "You know what, kero, you do it. You seem to have a lot of fun with this."

Mina perked up. She was being given explicit permission to share Tsuyu's secret with someone? Hell yeah! "Okay, so. Tsuyu is trans. Tsuyu has a dick. Tsuyu has a huge dick. Like, buy two frog legs, get one free. It's literally thirty-five centimeters long." Yuuyu's jaw dropped and Ochako helpfully raised her hands to help the older girl visualize what they were talking about. "Hopefully you're a size queen because, uh, queen? She's got size. Also she's biracial so technically the whole thing is interracial and she's a BBC? If that's your fetish."

Shaking her head slowly, Yuuyu looked from Mina to Ochako's helpful hands and back. "Whose fetish is that?"

Mina shrugged. "Americans, mostly." As Yuuyu boggled at that, Mina waved dismissively. "I feel like only need to worry about that if we add a blue-eyed blonde American girl to the hoard. Especially like, a quiet nerdy one. If I've learned anything from surfing porn online, it's that girls like that are total freaks."

"That's… pretty exceedingly specific of you." Yuuyu stared at Mina in concern for a few seconds before turning back to where Ochako was starting to chop at the air Iida-style with her spread hands. "Okay, okay, I get it. Put that away, would you?" Shaking her head, she hurriedly stuffed more food into her mouth. "And here I thought you guys would be able to help me tame Nejire. Nope. Signed myself up for the horny freak polycule. Way to go, Yuuyu."

Ochako set her bowl down and scooted a little closer so that she could rest her hand where Yuuyu's was sitting on the edge of her bowl. "I feel like most of us are still in the honeymoon phase? Like, I literally met Mina at the entrance exam and we've only been dating since then. Everything is new and amazing and exciting. I'm sure we'll calm down in a few weeks, month or two tops. Once we settle into an actual relationship with each other."

Shaking her head, Yuuyu gestured over at where Nejire was still having the time of her life clambering over the life sized wrecked pirate ship that dominated the park. "You'd think so, but no. We've been dating since the second term of first year and if anything, I'm having more sex now than at the start of our relationship. And that's including the fact that we're both work-study interns. Like, as she's trained up her stamina to support her quirk, she's become more and more insatiable." Reaching out, the older girl took Ochako's hands in her own before letting her gaze sweep over all three of her companions for the evening. "Please. I'm begging you. I need you to fuck Nejire. A lot. Fuck her a lot."

An awkward chuckle escaped Mina as she reached up to rub the back of her head. "I mean… I'm not necessarily opposed but this is definitely not how I saw our first date conversation going. I mean, shouldn't we be deciding if you even want to date us before we start bringing sex into the equation?"

"I'm down." Keeping one hand in Ochako's, Yuuyu grabbed at Mina's free hand with the other. "I will make you the deal of a lifetime. You want cute senpai girlfriends? I will be your cute senpai girlfriend and your heroic course tutor and literally anything else you want… as long as two of you a day - minimum - are willing to take Nejire off my hands. Or, well, off my hips I suppose is the more accurate phrase."

"I volunteer, kero." Tsuyu thrust her hand into the air eagerly. "I volunteer as tribute."

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By the time Mina finished her surprisingly filling dinner to Ochako's satisfaction, Nejire had tired of exploring the pirate ship and returned to sit with the rest of them on the grass nearby. Well, sort of. She was more… sprawled out with her head in Mina's lap as the rosette played with her hair. But it was cute, so Mina was down for it. "So, I want to take full advantage of this whole 'dating a senpai' situation that I find myself in. Any tips for first year hero students?"

After waiting a beat to see if Nejire would respond - since the question was fairly directed at her - Yuuyu ventured a thought. "Learn how to throw a proper punch fast. The school really pushes quirkless combat because one of their teachers is literal proof that you could just… not have your quirk at any given moment. I'm pretty sure one of the girls in my class has early onset arthritis from how many times she broke her hands punching people the wrong way."

Mina looked down at her hands and let out a noise of agreement. "I should probably learn that pretty fast. I have enhanced strength, but that just means the punch I'm going to be throwing when I have a bad day is harder than everyone else's. Eventually, there's going to be something that isn't going to break when I punch it and you know what is going to break? My super cute pink hand."

"Pretty much, yeah." Yuuyu gestured to herself, a self-deprecating smile on her face. "I'm not really a melee fighter, so I had a really rough time of it. Eventually, they settled for me learning BJJ and just zapping the person into submission." At Mina's raised eyebrow, she clarified. "Brazilian jiu-jitsu."

Leaning to one side, Mina nodded knowingly. "Should have known. You have the butt for it." Yuuyu opened her mouth, closed it, and then sighed before shaking her head. Mina took that as her sign to move on. "Nejire? Any tips?"

Nejire peered up at Mina with her brow furrowed in thought before abruptly nodding and snapping her fingers. "Take everything seriously, but take nothing Aizawa says too seriously. I was in 1-A back in the day. Aizawa has his own code of conduct that he holds himself to and it just… doesn't make an excessive amount of sense to anyone I've talked to ever. So like obviously pay attention to the actual lessons but the dramatics? You can pretty much ignore those."

"I kinda assumed that was his schtick after the whole fake expulsion threat today? Which I didn't really need because I just wanted to impress my girlfriends." Mina paused and peered over at Ochako curiously. "Were you suitably impressed by my performance today? I actually did give it my all."

Ochako nodded in acknowledgement. "You did! And your quirk is amazing! You're going to be an amazing hero and definitely the spokeswoman for the Holy Hoard that we all just sort of… exist close behind. I think I need to get in better shape. I only really did well in the ball throw and the long jump, and I almost puked on the jump."

Squirming over, Nejire promptly dropped her head into Ochako's lap and grinned up at the girl. "We can probably help you with that. I had to train my body a lot to handle my quirk. Because my quirk uses my stamina, which is… a very poorly defined thing for me to be using. Like, it took me a while to even figure out what stamina is. Not energy, so energy drinks don't help. Stamina." She let out a soft huff and then reached upward to grab Ochako's hands. "But yeah. We can probably figure out why you like when you use your quirk on yourself… on yourself, right?"

Ochako nodded. "Yeah, I removed my own gravity to jump across the pit and almost lost my lunch in the process."

"Oh wow, your quirk is very puke adjacent. Yuck. We definitely need to improve that and fast. I do not like puke at all." Nejire shuddered before giving Ochako's hands a squeeze. "But yeah, we can probably help you find a way to train up a resistance to the effects of your own quirk. And then possibly help others? I don't know, would anyone else benefit from having zero gravity added to their quirk on a regular basis? I feel like it would really mess with my flight, to just suddenly… weigh nothing."

Ooh, that was actually a really good question. Given that Mina used some sort of… not traditionally powered mystical dragon flight? What would happen if Ochako removed her gravity? Could she fly faster? Wait. Would her punches land as hard if she was weightless? She would still have mass, right? Hmm. There were a lot of really good questions going there. "I don't want to like, unnecessarily push ourselves since I'm sure the school is going to train the heck out of us… but maybe Thursday after school? I feel like tomorrow is going to be us meeting Setsuna at a minimum. Wednesday is Yuu's day off and so I want to keep myself available for-"

Tsuyu raised a finger at that. "Doesn't she have her date with Izumi on Wednesday? Her whole 'introduction to the rest of the hoard' thing?"

Eyes widening, Mina fished out her phone and checked the calendar. It was starting to get chaotic and they'd actually just added three additional calendars - 'UA', 'Seiai', and 'Shiketsu' - rather than having everyone marking that they were going to school each day. Yuu had her own blocks for when she was in Sapporo, but she was the only one attending Kinmu and even then only part-time, so it didn't make sense to give her school a calendar of her own. But sure enough, there was a purple block for Yuu marked 'Date With Izumi' and a matching green block for Izumi labeled 'Date With Yuu'. Why one of them just didn't add the event and then invite the other, Mina had no idea. They would have to discuss calendar etiquette at their next whole group meeting. "So they do. Hmm. So I suppose we could do something on Wednesday, or possibly on Thursday. Wait. Nejire. Yuuyu. When do you have your internships?"

"Weekends. So I'm basically busy for part of seven days a week and so is Nejire. Plus side: we have time for after school adventures with you. Down side: we have less time for weekend adventures." Yuuyu shrugged laconically and then pulled out her phone. "Can someone toss me an invite? I've learned to be a more organized person in the time that I've been dating Nejire; I can just copy any relevant events from our calendars to your calendar."

As Mina got to work with that, Nejire evidently grew bored of Ochako and wiggled her way across the grass to plop her head in Tsuyu's lap. After a few seconds, her blue eyes slowly widened and she stared up at the verdette. "What… is that?"

"Frog log." Tsuyu smirked faintly as Nejire's eyes continued to slowly grow wider and wider. "I'm a frog schmeat lady."

Hopping to her feet, Nejire leaned down and lifted Tsuyu into the air, throwing the smaller girl over one shoulder in a fireman's carry. Her eyes darted around until they landed on the public bathroom that they'd passed on their way in, designed to look like a craggy rocky outcropping to match the general landscape of the area. "We will be… right back."

As she was carried away, Tsuyu stared back at them with wide eyes and let out a nervous chuckle. "I'm in danger, kero."

Mina stared after them in disbelief before looking over at Yuuyu, who nodded solemnly. "Yeah, she's just… like that." Reaching over, she grabbed Nejire's backpack and opened one of the side pockets to reveal-

"Lkjlkhgkhglkj." Mina leaned over, staring at the revealed object in disbelief. "She just… randomly brings a dildo everywhere with her?"

"She says she was a Boy Scout in her last life and wants to always be prepared?" Yuuyu shrugged helplessly before zipping the pocket back up, hiding the toy from view. "Welcome to dating Nejire. Remember, you literally asked for this."

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Mina looked down at her watch, back up at the public bathroom, and then cocked her head to the side. "Should someone… go in and get them?"

Shaking her head vehemently, Yuuyu raised her hands in the air. "Not it. I already took one for the team during lunch today. And this is a team effort now. If you want to go in and risk getting dragged into the sexcapades? May the odds be ever in your favor."

Hmm. On one hand… Mina did not mind the idea of sexy time? Like, it was in her top five favorite things about having girlfriends, narrowly losing out to snuggles for the top spot. She was a slut for body heat, so sue her. But it had been… Mina checked her watch again. A solid forty-five minutes at this point. Most professional porn was like, fifteen minutes for a single partner encounter. What was Nejire doing to Tsuyu in there? Was Tsuyu okay? Or… had Nejire met her match? Was Nejire okay?

Her head tilted back and Mina stared up at the twilight sky. They needed to come to a decision sooner rather than later. Like, the park staff was going to be making last checks soon and shooing everyone out. Getting shooed out was one thing. Getting caught having sex in the park bathroom was something else entirely. Based on personal experience, Mina was well aware that such a thing was a ticketable offense.

Although presumably less ticketable than railing Momo with a strap-on Mina wasn't supposed to have and making her cum loud enough to disturb the peace.

Before Mina could gather her courage enough to go inside - or make Ochako an yen loaded offer she couldn't refuse - the door to the women's bathroom swung open and Nejire came bouncing out. She looked considerably more disheveled than when she'd gone in, but looked altogether presentable enough to pass inspection between here and home. "Hi! Oh, were you waiting for me? That was so rude of me! I should have brought you guys with me!"

"That's okay!" Yuuyu's voice was slightly shrill as she shook her head, waving her hands at her girlfriend. "That's okay. Really. I had a good time talking with our new girlfriends and getting to know them better while you were… enjoying yourself."

Nejire clapped her hands together. "I'm jealous! I have so many questions for our cute kouhai girlfriends, and not nearly enough time to ask them all. And then I got distracted. Which was fun. But now I have the old questions and some new questions and still not enough time to ask them all. Mou! I think I'm going to make lists when I get home and just text them to each of you so you can answer them when you have time? Would that be okay?"

After considering the request for a moment, Mina held up a finger. "Or… or. You can do little date nights and get to know each of us. Me, Tsuyu, Ochako, but also literally all the others. Wouldn't that be more fun than just like, some dry question and answer text message exchange?"

Bounding forward, Nejire leaned into Mina's personal space and the rosette reached out to grab the taller girl by the waist. "It would! That's a great idea! Do you want to have our date tomorrow? We could go do karaoke!"

"Actually, remember, I feel like tomorrow is going to be chaotic? We haven't really processed the existence of the 1-B or 1-H girls yet. I want to keep tomorrow free for potential new girlfriend onboarding." Leaning in, Mina brushed her lips against Nejire's before nodding in Ochako's direction. "You were thinking of helping her with her quirk after school, though. You don't really need me for that. What if tomorrow I meet with the new girls and you have an entire Ochako afternoon. Quirk workout, karaoke, questions?"

Shooting Mina a betrayed look, Ochako quickly pasted on a smile as she turned back to Nejire. "That sounds… fun. Um, do you really want to spread out all your questions on separate days or like, do you want to multitask? Can I bring a fellow girlfriend with me so you can get to know them too?"

Hey, as long as she wasn't being sacrificed to the Bathroom Sex Demon, Mina was okay with it. Nejire considered the idea before nodding slowly. "I was going to bring Yuuyu with me so I guess it would be like, an actual proper double date? Yuuyu!" The salmon-haired girl jerked at the sound of her name. "Can you coordinate with Ochako to see who you think is the cutest kouhai so they can come with us tomorrow?"

Yuuyu rubbed the back of her head sheepishly. "I mean, considering I've only ever dated you, I'm not really sure what my taste in women is. I mean, Mina's pretty. Ochako's pretty. Tsuyu's pretty. Is my type just… women?"

Mina nodded sagely at that. "Women is an excellent type to have."

"It's my favorite type!" Nejire darted over to Yuuyu and pulled out her phone, tapping at the screen. "Let's see, let's see. You like staring down my shirt a lot. And playing with my hair."

Blushing, Yuuyu brought her hands up to her face. "You can't just say things like that out loud! It's embarrassing!"

Nejire waved dismissively. "Mina stares at my boobs almost as much as you do. You're fine." Wow, way to call her out. Mina shot another glance over at Nejire's chest. So sue her, it was a really nice chest! "Black-haired ponytail girl has both? Or… wow, the green girl has some great bahoomazongas. Ochako, how close are you to the green girl?"

"Oh! That's actually a great idea! Izumi is a huge quirk nerd, so she'd probably have lots of theoretical ideas to go with your practical experience! You, me, and her would be a great date!" Ochako looked around furtively before leaning in toward Yuuyu. "Also, I live with Izumi and we share a room. I can confirm that they are… amazing."

As Yuuyu blushed and peeked out between her fingers, Nejire offered a thumbs up. "That sounds great! You and me and Izumi tomorrow while Mina's busy and then maybe Mina will be less busy on Wednesday and can fit me in then?"

Mina nodded agreeably, racking her brain to try and figure out who she'd want to bring with her. Because at this point, Nejire was pretty, Nejire was senpai, Nejire was fun, but Mina absolutely did not think she'd survive being left alone with the girl. "Would this be me, you, and someone? Or another double date?"

"I feel like we should do a lot of double dates at first? I mean, Yuuyu has to meet the same people I do, right?" Nejire gestured back and forth between herself and Yuuyu. "If each of us has to go out on a separate date with each girlfriend, that would be literal weeks before the two of us have met everyone."

Considering that at this point, Nejire and Yuuyu had met two of the three original members of the hoard, it only seemed appropriate to complete the set. "Yeah, I'll ask Tooru if she wants to do something with us on Wednesday. If not… how cute are your feet?"

Before a perplexed looking Nejire could answer, the door to the bathroom creaked and slowly swung open a second time. An exhausted and disheveled Tsuyu stumbled out, one hand clutching at the fake stone wall for support. She stared off into the distance for a moment before turning and fixing Mina with the gaze of a girl who had seen too much. The verdette called out to them with a raspy voice. "…I need healing."

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"So, I think today was an unqualified success. We have successfully achieved senpai pussy. Tsuyu literally, the rest of us figuratively. Ochako and Izumi literally probably tomorrow." Mina offered a bright smile to the screen of her tablet as Izumi offered a considerably more enthusiastic thumbs up than Ochako, Nejire blowing a kiss at the screen. "That just leaves… what literally everyone else was doing today while I was at the park with Nejire and Yuuyu. Yaomomo, report."

The ravenette offered a playful salute to the group from her corner of the LINE video call. "I semi-successfully flirted with Setsuna today. Which is to say, that she's reserving judgement until she can actually meet all of us but is tentatively interested in the group relationship dynamic."

Which was a perfectly reasonable and healthy reaction to 'hey, you wanna come date nineteen girls' in Mina's book. Nejire and Yuuyu being… definite outliers in that regard. "Okay, so, that brings us to a total of four 1-A girls where I know what they did today. Wait. Why don't we just go in order of appearance? Ochako: Nejire and Yuuyu. Tsuyu: uh, Nejire."

From where she was wrapped up in blanket with just her eyes peeking out, Tsuyu let out a pained croak. "Four times."

"I know, baby, I know. You had snoo-snoo." Mina giggled and blew Tsuyu a kiss before moving on. "Tooru. What did you do all afternoon?"

Tooru looked around uncertainly before vaguely waving her hand toward the upper right corner of the screen. "Don't know where she is on your screen compared to mine, but… I went straight to the support labs after texting Mei and Mitoku to see where they were. I wanted to see if I could get a peek at my costume. And it's, uh, let's just say that it's a good thing I'm a nudist?"

Nodding rapidly from her corner of the screen, Mei threw her hands up in exasperation. "It's literally just gloves and boots! There's no costume! They evidently saw 'can't turn her clothes invisible' and just… decided to make it faster for her to be completely invisible? As a support technician, I am outraged. Outraged, I tell you."

Mitoku shook her head in resignation. "We'll have to set up an appointment to harvest Tooru for DNA fiber material, but yeah. As much as Tooru seems to genuinely enjoy running around naked-"

"I do, though!"

"-that's not really practical, especially in the late fall, winter, early spring time period. So we're going to get her a proper costume." Mitoku counted on her fingers for a moment before wincing. "And sorry, we just jumped the line a bunch. Um, I don't remember the entire hoard timeline. I think it goes Tooru and then Fuyumi?"

Fuyumi offered a peace sign to her camera. "Invited the world's biggest All Might fangirl over to my house to show her the new Young Age All Might hoody that I bought her. In front of my father."

From her screen, Izumi waved excitedly, very clearly snuggled up in the aforementioned hoody and not much else. "Hi! I'm a mercenary. I'll let Fuyumi pay me to annoy Endeavor in his own house."

Mina snickered and shook her head softly; one of these days, Izumi was going to get Hell Spider'd or something for her daring. The rosette snapped her fingers, pointing at… "Yuu! Patrol?" The blonde nodded and then went back to stuffing food in her mouth, so Mina continued onward. "Yaomomo: accounted for. Mei: accounted for. Saiko?"

"Held court with my loyal entourage this afternoon. There's a bit of grumbling about missed opportunities; if Mina wasn't capping things, we'd probably have three or four new applicants." Saiko stretched languidly and then tilted the phone to show where Chitose was curled up next to her frantically tapping away on an iPad. "Just chilling now."

Aww yes, coexisting. Mina put that at a solid, like, fourth? Cuddles, sex, watching her girlfriends do anything together, and then coexisting? Seemed about right. Turning her own phone, Mina showed where Enmuko was stretched out on the bed next to her. "You've got your bedwarmer, I've got mine. In between you and my bedwarmer, though… Moe. Patrol?"

Moe shook her head. "First day of school, they wanted me back on campus for all the ceremonies and stuff. Got a chance to sound Camie out. She thinks I have a girlfriend singular and am inviting her to join. Fuyumi, if I can break you off a little on Friday for some limited exposure?" The white-haired girl offered a thumbs up on that. "But yeah. Might want to pencil Camie in at the end of the list, if making it to twenty-four girls is still a cap for us."

"I haven't really decided on that yet. I'm open to, like, twenty-four, twenty-five, twenty-six if necessary? But yeah, we can't just be expanding indefinitely so basically… 1-B girls, maybe 1-H girls, Camie, and that's it." Mina moved onward to Mitoku; although the girl had already spoken, she had a very important question. "Mitoku. 1-H girls?"

Mitoku shook her head. "Nobody stands out to me, no. Which isn't to say that there aren't girls, but… there aren't any girls that I think would be interested? Mostly because a bunch of them were discussing boys and we're… not really about that around here?"

Shaking her head rapidly, Mina made a disgusted face. "We are not!" Well, except Mineta, but he was like… very specifically Izumi's boy and nobody else's? Someone seemed to realize it was their turn and was very pointedly looking away from the camera, so of course Mina had to call on her. "Kyouka. Hey, sweetie, hey. What did you do today after school?"

Before she could answer, Itsuka raised one large hand. "Uh, I picked my designated hoard girlfriend for the time being. We really hit it off. We're actually going to take the train back to Chiba tomorrow after school so she can visit my barber."

"What? I'm going to get two super cute butch girlfriends? Um, yes please!" Kyouka blushed brightly as Mina smiled excitedly at her. "I cannot wait to see. Are you going to be matching buzz cut girlfriends? Because I will pet you like a kitten as often as you hold still near me if you do."

Kyouka chuckled softly as she reached up to run one hand through her hair. "No, I'm pretty sure I could do that to myself or have Mitoku pitch in if I couldn't. Actually, I was thinking of a fade? Really set myself apart from Mitoku. Also, maybe you'll stop making Hinata jokes if I change my hair up a little."

After considering that for a moment, Mina shook her head. "Nah, you'll just be Hinata with a fade to me. Sorry." When Kyouka let out an exasperated sigh, the rosette waggled a finger at her. "That being said, if you're thinking of relying on Enmuko to hop home after, text her tonight. Something something communication, something something don't take our teleporter for granted, et cetera and so forth."

That earned her an awkward thumbs up from Kyouka, and then Himiko looked around before perking up and waving excitedly. "I streamed! And then cleaned! And then made a mess so the maid could feel fulfilled in her job."

That… actually sounded very Himiko, yeah. Mina was vaguely curious about Eri's day, but she figured that if something interesting had happened, Himiko would have mentioned it. And sent pictures. "Pony? Yui? What were you doing while Yaommo and Kyouka were romancing your classmates?"

Pony's tanned face flushed at the question and Yui smirked faintly. "Decided to make up for being late on our first date. Handcuffed her to the crossbar on the bathroom stall. Ate it from the back."

Whooping loudly, Nejire threw her hands in the air excitedly. "Yes! I knew joining this polycule was a good idea! Wanna meet up before classes tomorrow morning? Breakfast is the most important meal of the day."

"Mmm. I agree. See you there."

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"You're late."

"A dragon is never late, nor is she early. She arrives precisely when she means to." Mina winked and shot finger guns at Momo before sliding into the booth opposite of her, Enmuko taking spot next to her. Mina had pointedly avoided eating breakfast with her family because Momo had invited her to meet a new girl over breakfast at a cute diner near campus and she wasn't going to pass that up. "No, sorry, I overbooked myself. I popped into the Jirou household to help Kyouka look at haircuts this morning, since she's both indecisive and a people pleaser."

Momo perked up at the mention of the polycule's purplest - or possibly second purplest, especially after her impending haircut - member. "Oh, I'm ever so curious to see what she's going to look like after her haircut. I always thought that I was more oriented toward feminine partners, but Itsuka is attractive to me in her own way and I'm quite curious to see how I view Kyouka after her makeover."

Personally Mina was reasonably certain that if Itsuka was 'attractive in her own way' that Momo was going to be pleased with Kyouka's decision, but she didn't want to ruin the shorter girl's big reveal. "Well, you'll find out tomorrow morning if you like her or not. For now, let's focus on the obvious. Tokage Setsuna, I presume."

"That's me. I also go by Maeda Setsuna in certain circles, which… you probably aren't part of." Setsuna smiled awkwardly and gestured to herself. "My father took my mother's name when they married so he'd have a bit of peace and quiet when away from the limelight. He still uses Maeda Yasuaki professionally, and so I maintain Maeda Setsuna as a tsuushou."

Mina cocked her head to the side. "Your father is a giant lizard. Like, he's four meters tall. Exactly how much 'away from the limelight' can you really get when you're a giant lizard?"

Shrugging, Setsuna gestured to Mina. "How much 'away from the limelight' are you going to get being a pink… angel… dragon… thing? What exactly is your quirk? I'm not really clear on that."

"You know what, that's really fair. I mean, I suppose if you got a house on the outskirts of town, you could sorta… fade into the background a bit." Mina pondered that before shrugging. "As for me, I don't really have an off switch. I'm just… me. I'm Toyotama. Toyotama is me. It's not a persona. Just… me. So I don't really think I'm going to need to be away from the limelight. I'm going to bask in it." She preened for a moment before leaning in toward Setsuna curiously. "Okay so obviously you take after your father… but what does your mother look like?"

Setsuna fished out her phone, unlocking it and scrolling through it for a few seconds before turning it for Mina to see. The rosette leaned in, peering at a picture of Setsuna, Gojiro, and… was that a moth lady? "My mom is the original big titty moth girlfriend. If you know, you know."

Given that she did in fact know what Setsuna was joking about, Mina laughed and leaned back in her seat. "So do you have the spines like Gojiro? How do you fit in clothes? How do you sit?"

Turning a bit in her seat, Setsuna showed off her slightly awkward and lumpy looking back. "I have these cute little foam covers that I put over my spines? So I'm vaguely rocking a humpback look, but at least I can fit into clothes with backs?"

Considering that she couldn't, Mina was vaguely jealous. And she couldn't just… put on wing caps or anything to help the matter. Puffing out her cheeks, she pouted as she crossed her arms over her chest. "I keep hoping to find another member of the backless shirt gang, but you're living your best life and Izumi just… shrinks her wings and sticks them through little wing slits. It's not fair, I tell you."

"I'd apologize but… sorry not sorry." Setsuna let out a low little laugh, and then huffed a soft curl of blue flames out of her mouth. "So yeah. I'm a mini Gojiro. Strong, tough, atomic breath. Haven't settled on a hero name for myself yet. Oujiro? Setjiro? I don't know. I've got time to figure it out. What about you? I sort of gave you an opening to talk about yourself and you just… passed it by."

Mina offered the girl a bright smile in the face of the gentle rebuke. "Because I want to talk about you! You're infinitely more interesting than little old me. But if I must… my quirk is Holy Dragon. Horns. Wings. Tail. Fire breath. I also don't really need my wings to fly, which is cool because I can carry someone on my back if I need to. I suppose the whole thing is important since this entire polycule exists because I decided that my dragon hoard was going to be cute girls. And then everyone got really gay with each other really fast, so it went from harem to polycule in the first three girls."

Scoffing, Setsuna waved dismissively. "Dreaming about being a harem protagonist is maidenless behavior. Polyamory is where it's at. Why would I want a bunch of girls competing for my attention when they can have positive, enriching, fulfilling relationships with each other?"

"Based! I mean, I joke about it, but do you know what is legitimately just as good as kissing my girlfriends?" Mina bounced in her seat, gesturing from Momo to Enmuko and back again. "Do the thing, do the thing!" Sighing, Momo rolled her eyes tolerantly and leaned across the table, meeting Enmuko halfway and pressing her lips to the foggy girl's. "That! That is fucking amazing and I love it!"

Blushing faintly, Setsuna nodded in agreement. "That is pretty cool, not gonna lie. So you're just… a fuckload of heroic lesbians, wandering around doing heroic and lesbian things? I don't hate that in theory."

Mina nodded rapidly. "Basically, we're going to go to school, graduate, establish our own agency, and be the first hero team to break the top ten. And then from there? The top five, and then the top one. We're going to be the number one hero team as a polycule. Does that sound like the sort of thing that you'd be interested in?"

"I mean… not going to lie, the fog girl you never introduced me to is a huge draw." Setsuna leaned forward, winking at Enmuko playfully. "Hey, girl, hey. I'm really into heteromorphs and they don't get much more morphed than you."

Letting out an awkward noise, Enmuko brought her hand up to her chest. "Sorry, I didn't introduce myself. My name is Enmuko, no last name. Mostly because my father doesn't have a last name either. Please take care of me."

Setsuna offered a toothy grin in response. "It would be my absolute pleasure." Her wolfish grin turned toward Mina, her gaze flicking up and down over the rosette. "Like I said, heteromorphs are my jam. What other weird shit you got hanging around in your polycule? Sell me on this."

Hmm. Most of her girlfriends were fairly baseline, unique hair or skin colors aside. Pony was mildly mutated, but Mina assumed that Setsuna knew about her seeing as how they were both in the same class. "Okay, so hear me out… green succubus girl. Horns. Wings. Tail. Green skin. Eyes like mine."

After a moment's consideration, Setsuna nodded slowly. "I like it, I like it. I was hoping for slightly more fetish fodder in my polycule, though? Like, three out of twenty-one isn't bad and all, but it could be better."

Mina decided to go for the kill. She couldn't mention one of Tsuyu's selling points out of respect for the girl's privacy and all, but… "Frog girl. Biracial frog girl. Biracial frog girl with a thick juicy frog ass."

"…I'm listening."

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Skipping along excitedly, Mina looked back over her shoulder at where Momo and Setsuna were bringing up the rear a bit more sedately. Enmuko had flitted off to parts unknown after breakfast, leaving the trio of UA students behind. Possibly parts named Himiko, given that she was the only girl in the hoard not at work or school at the moment? Because… wait, yeah, it was Tuesday. Everyone was occupied except for Himiko.

…not that Mina was necessarily averse to Eri having a better influence around during the day.

Something occurred to Mina and she bounced back over to walk next to Setsuna. "Okay, so, question. You have a fire breath attack."

"Atomic breath, yeah." Little curls of blue energy licked out of the corners of Setsuna's mouth as she smiled toothily at Mina. "What about it?"

Mina waved dismissively. "I've seen your father in action. It's blue fire breath. But no. You have fire breath. I have fire breath. What would happen if we made like, a combination ultimate move of your fire and my fire at the same time?"

Cringing, Momo gestured back and forth between the two girls. "Arguably, combining your fire with literally anyone else's offensive quirk would be an indescribable form of torture, but especially so in Setsuna's case. Imagine being burned and radiated while simultaneously being healed of the injuries that are being inflicted, trapped in an endless cycle of pain and rebirth until the two of you deign to free them."

Golden eyes widening, Mina shook her head. "Okay, I just thought that like, a blue core of fire with gold spirals around it would look neat. Jesus Christ. Way to make our inevitable team up sound super horrifying, Yaomomo."

"I'm sorry, that was rather dark of me, wasn't it? It's unfortunately true, though. I've actually been thinking about functional quirk combinations so we might be able to arrange ourselves into pairs and trios in the field when we're older." Momo gestured to Mina again. "I would actually pair you with Fuyumi, probably. Her ice can contain but runs the risk of inflicting injuries. In theory, your fire could alleviate that problem without melting the ice, leaving them trapped safely for indefinite amounts of time."

Mina offered a peace sign at that. "And she looks cute riding on my back, so we're photogenic together too. I feel like her and Moe might want to be a pair, though? Be all poetic and stuff about it. A Lesbian of Ice and Fire."

Perking up, Momo smiled eagerly at that. "I understand that reference! You're making an allusion to the George R. R. Martin book series, yes?"

"I am! I've never read them, mind you. I watched the old pre-quirk show and the remake from fifty or so years back. Uh, I hear the books end a lot better than either show? I don't know. The shows sort of turned me off from wanting to read the books." Although to be fair, their existence as books sort of turned Mina off from wanting to read them. She just was not a book person. Not even ebooks, which arguably were just like… official fanfiction, of which she read plenty. Bleh. Why pay for anything when there were websites teeming with millions of hours of freely consumable mediocrity? "So, Setsuna. You're sort of existing hoard adjacent at the moment. No commitment yet, but that's okay because we're not rushing you. But I feel like I should hedge my bets and find out more about you. Um. What kind of movies are you into?"

Setsuna gestured down at herself. "Are you expecting any answer other than tokusatsu? I mean, I'm literally a girl Gojira. My dad is just like, a short Gojira. We're Gojira people. Our forbearer pretty much launched two entire genres of Japanese media. Gojira is the shit, man."

After racking her brain for a second, Mina snapped her fingers. "What about, uh, Ultraman? That's tokusatsu too, right? I've heard Yui mention it a few times and I haven't really had time to dig into it but I scanned the Wiki article a bit and I think it mentioned being tokusatsu too?"

"Aww yeah, Ultraman. He's like, a tokusatsu OG right up there with my man Gojira." Setsuna raised her hands and began counting off on her fingers. "I do kaiju films, Ultraman, Kamen Rider, super sentai, metal hero, you name it. Oh. Yui. The super quiet girl with the black hair? She's into that shit? Huh. I may have to chat her up at lunch today."

Mina darted across the pair to walk next to Momo as they approached the UA gate. "Speaking of which, what is our lunch eating strategy at this point? We sort of skipped the whole cafeteria situation yesterday, but I'm assuming that we'll be there today. Could be wrong. Hope I'm not. I feel like my education would suffer if every day was a half day and we always got out early."

Smiling indulgently, Momo reached out to rest her hand in the gap between Mina's wings. "I would think that would be your decision, Mina. This is your hoard, after all."

"Okay but like, I'm not a polytator. This is a polyocracy. I get that you all sort of have ceded decision making power to me willingly, but like… I am soliciting suggestions. If you have suggestions, suggest away." Mina stared up at Momo until the ravenette shrugged helplessly before letting out an exasperated sigh. "Okay, you know what? Free for all today, and then once I know how big the tables are in the cafeteria, I'll start drawing up rotating table assignments for people. That seems fair, right?"

Setsuna hesitantly raised her hand, looking over at the two of them. "Uh, we made it to lunch yesterday. The tables seat ten if you're friends. Five seats on either side."

Hmm. So twenty-one of them including Mina. Subtract one Yuu and one Moe, so nineteen. And subtract a Himiko, a Saiko, and a Chitose. Sixteen. Oh wait. Derp. Enmuko. Wait no. She'd invite Enmuko for lunch. And maybe Himiko? So inch back up to seventeen. So they'd fit - narrowly - at two whole tables. Did they want to grab two neighboring tables so they could talk back and forth? Or two separate tables? Hmm. Shouting back and forth would be kinda rude. Possibly better to remove that temptation?

Wait. So like, a nine and an eight. Should they do like… 1-A and then everyone else? Should they mix and match? Man, she was absolutely going to draw up a seating plan, to say nothing of if they increased in size by three UA students or more. Two or more if Setsuna joined. Oh. Hey. That was a good point. Mina peeked across at Setsuna. "Do you want to join us for lunch today? You can meet Tsuyu if I do the seating chart right."

Grinning wolfishly, Setsuna nodded excitedly. "Depending on how that goes, I may have a firm answer for you by the end of the day. Like I said, I love me some heteromorphs and this frog girl of yours sounds like just the thing to hit the spot."

Mina smirked. Tsuyu might have a firm answer of her own for Setsuna. And hit some spots. Wink. But she couldn't say that. Because she'd grown as a character since that discussion with Tsuyu in Fuyumi's bathroom. "So that is a solid vote for putting you with Tsuyu wherever she ends up at lunch. Possibly… hmm. Tsuyu, then you, then Izumi, then Ochako, then Nejire, then… wait, shoot, that's too many seats in a row. But yeah. Might try to bookend you with heteromorphs. Really secure your agreement."

"God, is this what it's like to be a straight male consuming media? I'm being pandered to and I love it."

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Mina absently felt something wrap around her ankle but wasn't able to stop her forward motion before it went taut, sending her tipping forward. Despite the fact that they functionally did absolutely nothing for her, she instinctively flared her wings wide and threw her arms out before remembering… right. She could fly. She came to an abrupt halt in an awkward position, pitched forward a bit and floating a few centimeters off the ground. Looking down, she cocked her head to the side. She'd caught her foot on… a vine?

Why was there a vine in the hallway at UA?

Twisting in midair, Mina followed the vine back to find a girl whose entire hair was made up of the same vines. And she was cute! This was the best thing to happen to Mina in at least fifteen minutes! Waving off Momo's concerned look, she gestured down the hallway. "I'll catch up. I want to see where this goes." Floating over to the girl, Mina touched down gently and then waved hello. "You could have just called my name, you know."

The girl stepped forward, invading Mina's personal space. "You're her. The girl that several of my classmates were talking about yesterday. The lesbian who goes around kissing all the girls."

"I mean, we're a polycule of twenty-one, twenty-two if Setsuna joins." Mina cocked her hip to the side playfully, offering the girl a bright smile and a peace sign. The aggressive advance was a little concerning, but also a little hot if Mina was being honest with herself. She kinda dug aggressive women. Although to be fair, she kinda dug… women. "So I would argue that I am in fact 'a' lesbian who goes around kissing all the girls as opposed to 'the' lesbian. Oh, and Izumi is pansexual. So there's many 'a' lesbians and one 'a' pansexual?"

Nodding in acknowledgement of Mina's point, the girl leaned in even closer. "You're the ringleader. The one encouraging such inappropriate behavior. It's positively sinful." She grabbed Mina by the hips and pulled her body flush against the rosette's. "I kinda like that."

A soft blush stealing across her face, Mina brought her arms up to wrap around the girl's neck purely for lack of anything better to do in such a clearly sexy situation. And huh, the breast squish was fairly decent quality. The girl wasn't Momo or anything, but she was decently curvy. Although the wooden beaded necklace digging into her flesh detracted from the experience slightly, if Mina was being honest. It wasn't a sexy ouch. Just an annoying ouch. "If you like sinners, you came to the right place. We're just one big group of sinners over here. We sin sinnily on a regular basis."

"How exciting. I find that over the past few months, going to confession has gotten rather stale for me. I have the same trivial sins and tribulations to confess to the priest each week. So when I heard about your little group of reprobates, I thought to myself that it would be the perfect opportunity to make that particular aspect of my life… shall we say, more interesting?" The girl winked at Mina and the rosette's eyes went wide as she felt more vines starting to curl around her legs and crawl upward. "My name is Shiozaki Ibara. But you can call me Shibara."

Oh. Well that made a lot of sense. Namely because… vines! Vines in places! Mina squirmed helplessly in her bonds, more than a little turned on but also fairly confused by this incredibly strange turn of events. "So, um, let me get this straight. I'm getting that you're Christian. Yes?" Ibara nodded in agreement. "Yes. Okay. And you perceive me and the other girls as sinners. Yes?" Another nod. "And you're evidently into that?"

Ibara looked around before realizing that they were still in the middle of a moderately busy hallway and picking Mina up, carrying her over to push her against the wall and then pressing her body back up against the smaller girl's. "How familiar are you with Christianity as a whole? Or more specifically I suppose, the religion's beliefs regarding sin?"

"I know literally nothing about Christians." Mina thought for a moment before amending that statement. "I know that Anno Hideaki has some serious hang ups regarding them."

Cocking her head to the side, Ibara furrowed her brow for a moment and then comprehension dawned. "The director of Evangelion. Ah. Yes. Quite. But no. If you are unfamiliar with Christianity, I will therefore assume that you do not comprehend the importance of forgiveness of sin."

Again, Mina found herself completely confused by the proceedings and also a little distracted because… vines. Vines still in places. "Um, I do not. It evidently means something to you, though, and I genuinely do enjoy taking an interest in what's important to my girls. Explain?"

Which reminded her, she need to have that communism education date with Ochako. Which was supposed to have been yesterday, but got deferred on account of Nejire.

Ibara cupped the back of Mina's head and guided it to rest on her shoulder as her vines continued to curl around Mina. "To make things simple for you? Jesus Christ died to absolve us not only of original sin, but also of the weight of our individual sins. Would it not be a rejection of his sacrifice and his gift to us to simply… not sin? Should I not sin and sin boldly, but believe yet more boldly? I'm not saying that I'm going to murder someone or something, of course. Perish the thought. But a little depravity now and then with a cute, willing partner… I don't mind that idea at all."

Murder bad, sex good. That was a moral stance that Mina could co-sign on. Resting her head on Ibara's shoulder, she peered up at the girl. "Just out of curiosity, does the Bible say anything about tying your girlfriend up and eating her out? Genuine question; I've never read it so I wouldn't know. Asking because, well, it seems kinda relevant to your interests."

Before Ibara could answer, someone cleared their throat and Mina lifted her head to find Yui standing behind the vine-haired girl. "Mmm. What does the Bible say about eating it from the back?"

From next to the ravenette, Nejire offered a bright smile and a peace sign. "It's evidently her thing now? Not that I mind. I might make it part of my morning routine, actually."

"I actually do know the answer to both of those questions." Ibara shot an inviting grin back at Yui and Nejire before crooking her finger and inviting the pair closer. "While the Bible does not in fact specifically mention oral sex, chapter five of Ephesians cautions us that 'among you there must not be even a hint of sexual immorality, or of any kind of impurity, or of greed, because these are improper for God's holy people'. Between that and Hebrews 13 specifically forbidding any form of premarital sex…" The vine-haired girl shrugged apologetically. "I'm quite certain that any of us eating each other out would be considered a sin."

Yui considered that for a moment. "Mmm. Sinning is fun." Reaching up, she ran a hand through Mina's fluffy pink locks before peering at Ibara curiously. "Do you have time to come sin with me before class?"

Furrowing her brow, Ibara nodded in Mina's direction. "If it's all the same to you, I was rather trying to accomplish something with Mina here."

Shrugging, Yui tugged Mina's hair gently as she stared into Ibara's dark eyes. "You can bring her with us."

Well, this promised to be interesting.

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Sliding into her seat a literal split second before the bell rang, Mina panted softly as she tried to catch her breath. For multiple reasons. For one, the boys had it easy with a bathroom that was right next to the 1-A classroom. Girls had to haul themselves all the way down the floor to where theirs was located between the 1-E and 1-F classrooms. That had resulted in a fairly frantic sprint to class after Yui and Ibara had cut things way too damn close with her.

Also, she was out of breath because she'd cum twice and both of them had been really good orgasms!

Looking around nervously, Mina didn't see Aizawa and so she risked pulling out her phone and checking her appearance. Her face was flushed and a bit sweaty, and hair was sort of… doing a thing at the moment. Granted it was unlikely that anyone would notice because her hair was always sort of doing a thing, but yeah. She was looking slightly less than sheveled at the moment.

A tongue flicked out to poke her cheek and Mina glanced back over her shoulder to find an insufferably smug looking Tsuyu staring at her. "You're looking… hmm, what's the word, kero? Satisfied?"

"I am, though!" Mina bounced excitedly in her seat, paused long enough to check for Aizawa again, and then turned back to Tsuyu. "Exciting news: we have a new girlfriend. Shiozaki Ibara from 1-B. Setsuna's still on the fence but Ibara's definitely in."

The corner of Tsuyu's mouth quirked upward. "I bet she's been in."

Giggling, Mina waved her hand at Tsuyu. "Her and Yui. It was a whole thing. Yui is just like… I wish I had that girl's moxie. She had the energy to handle Nejire this morning and still came back around with Ibara to have fun with me. Wow. Like, I'm barely coherent in the morning and here she is, pleasing multiple women."

From behind Iida, Ochako poked her head up. "Does this mean I might be safe from Nejire this afternoon?"

"Okay, but think about what she did to me yesterday. Four times, kero." Tsuyu shook her head slowly. "You are not safe. You are not safe at all."

Frowning, Ochako looked around the classroom until her eyes landed on Izumi. Whistling drew everyone's attention, making her blush before calling out to clarify her intentions. "Izumi!" The green-haired girl gestured to herself curiously. "I'm throwing you at Nejire to save myself. Sorry not sorry."

Izumi shrugged nonchalantly. "You know what my quirk is, right? I have absolutely no problems with this plan. None at all." She smiled widely and made a peace sign. "I will absolutely wrangle all the horny girlfriends."

Oh, speaking of wrangling girlfriends… Mina waved her hand excitedly, drawing Izumi's attention to her. "I volunteered you and Tsuyu to sit with Setsuna at lunch today. Hope you don't mind. She has a heteromorph thing. You're pretty morphed."

"I am, though, aren't I?" Izumi glanced back over her shoulder at her wings before shrugging agreeably. "As long as I get to eat my lunch, I'm down for whatever. I'm evidently going to need my energy this afternoon."

Finally, Iida couldn't contain himself any longer and exploded into angry chopping gestures. "This is all wildly inappropriate! You should not be discussing your personal lives so openly in front of your classmates! Relationships should be private affairs between you and-"

Mina gave one last look at the door before clambering onto Tsuyu's desk and leaning over the top of the verdette to invade Iida's personal space. "Iida! You know what you need? You need a girlfriend! Not one of mine, of course, but like… your own girlfriend! So you have someone to be happy and enthusiastic about too!"

Faltering, Iida's chopping gradually slowed to a stop and a faint blush stole across his cheeks. "I will enter into a relationship at an appropriate time with the person of my choosing, Ashido. Preferably with someone who synergizes with me well to produce a suitably well rounded couple capable of having several happy, healthy, beneficially quirked children that go on to contribute to society in a meaningful way."

"That's so boring, Iida!" Mina chopped her hand, wobbling a bit until Tsuyu reached up to grab her by the hips and stabilize her. "What happens if you meet a girl and just really like her bazoomahuengas?"

Iida looked perplex at that. "Ba… bazoomahuengas?"

Bringing her hands up to her chest, Mina gestured to her breasts. "Boobs, Iida! What if you meet a girl and she has an amazing rack?"

His blush intensifying, Iida began chopping his hands again. "Ashido! Such levels of puerile shallowness should never enter into one's decision making process when attempting to choose a partner!"

Cocking her head to the side, Mina peered at Iida curiously before gesturing off to her right. "Why not? Yaomomo has an amazing rack and it was literally the first thing I noticed about her!"

"As one does." Momo glanced down at her chest for a moment, shrugged, and then reentered the conversation. "There's no shame in finding people physically attractive, Iida. As upright and principled as you're trying to be, if one doesn't find their partner attractive, certain aspects of an ongoing relationship become… awkward, at best."

Before Iida could respond, there was a despondent sigh from the doorway. "And here I thought eight seconds was bad. You didn't even notice me this morning." Mina let out a squawk of surprise and hurriedly slid back into her desk as Aizawa slunk into the classroom. "Thank you for taking your seat, Ashido. In the future, please see fit to wear shorts with your skirt if you intend to behave like that. I have seen… more of you this morning than I care to see if any of my students."

Mina blushed, reaching down to smooth her skirt. Aww shoot, that meant that Aoyama at a minimum had just gotten a view straight up her skirt. To quote Pony? No bueno. As the class settled into silence, the rosette flinched as something hit the side of her head. Reaching up, she found herself holding… a tie? Looking around, she found Momo grinning smugly at her and then peered down to find that hers was missing. Oh. Right. Yui had balled it up and stuffed it in Mina's mouth to keep her quiet. And it had ended up… somewhere. Thanks, Momo!

As she redid her tie, Aizawa took his position behind the podium and shuffled through the papers in his hand. "Today we will begin our full class schedule. You will have four academic periods in the morning, followed by lunch. When we return from lunch, periods five through seven will be merged to form a singular large period for your Foundational Heroics practical." Excited chatter spread through the classroom and he looked up with glowing red eyes. "Do not get used to it. Especially in your first year, Foundational Heroics will be theoretical more often than not, or a mix of theoretical and practical. Your… new teacher… wants to start things off with, and I quote, 'a bang' and so you are being given one outsized period to perform for his scrutiny."

Gasp! Was this going to be her official first outing as Toyotama? Well, other than that time they'd beaten the shit out of Chisaki and stolen Eri? That was so exciting! Also… she'd probably be facing her classmates in some capacity. She was pretty awesome, sure. But she could still tilt the scales further in her favor. Fishing out her phone, she carefully hid it in her lap and peered down at it. Tapping out a message, she copy and pasted it across several windows.

'Be on call after lunch. Hoard business.'

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"Is that a child?"

"Who brings a child to school?"

From her spot presiding over getting everyone settled for lunch, Mina looked around curiously only to let out an excited gasp as her eyes landed on Himiko carrying Eri. The blonde was wearing a perfect recreation of the school uniform, which made Mina assume that Momo had made it for her. Store bought replicas were always just off enough that the school couldn't sue. Mina knew that from experience. And Eri was dressed in a pint sized version of the uniform, matching the rest of them perfectly. "Knife Baby!"

Squirming out of Himiko's grasp, Eri raced over to hug Mina's legs. "Pink Mom!" Pulling back, she peered up at the rosette suspiciously. "Have you been gross today? My gross senses are tingling."

Mina rolled her eyes and hefted Eri into the air, resting the girl on her hip. Looking over at Himiko, she scowled playfully. "How does she even know that reference?"

"We've been binging Renew Your Vows on her iPad. I want to dress her up as Annie Parker while she's still small and cute. I'm going to be Mary Jane. Sorta looking at Ochako for like, a Petra Parker?" Himiko peered over at the brunette, who gestured to herself uncertainly. "I don't know, you could skip the wig and also I kinda want to see you in spandex?"

Based! Wait! What did Ochako's costume look like? Was she going to get some Ochako ass in spandex after lunch? Mina shook her head to clear it; Eri has a sixth sense for when she was being dirty and she didn't need the girl calling her out in front of everyone. Turning back to the table, she gestured to Eri. "For those of you who haven't met her yet? Namely Setsuna, Nejire, and Yuuyu? This is Yaoyorozu Eri. Our daughter."

Wiggling out of Mina's grip just as ably as she'd slipped Himiko's, Eri made her way over to Nejire and stared up at her thoughtfully. "Spiral Mom?" Then her eyes narrowed and her nose scrunched up in disgust. "Wait, no. You're grosser than Pink Mom. You're the grossest mom yet. You're Gross Mom."

"Wait, what?" Nejire looked over at Mina beseechingly. "What did I do to deserve that? Why am I the Gross Mom?"

Mina waved dismissively. "Eri has an uncanny ability to detect who's been having sex and with who. I'd swear it was her quirk, but we know what her quirk is and it's horrifying. Either way, she knows what you've been up to and is judging you for it."

A soft giggle escaped Yuuyu and she nudged Nejire playfully with her shoulder. "Sounds like she has your number."

Shrugging, Nejire nodded in acceptance. "I mean, guilty as charged. Wait. How am I the Gross Mom when there's a literal succubus in the polycule?"

"I like Green Mom." Eri reached up to tap her right temple. "She has horns like me. Horns are cool."

Mina let out an affronted gasp at that. "But I have horns. How am I still gross?"

Waving dismissively, Eri wandered away from Nejire. "There's a whole system. You wouldn't understand it." Mou! She wanted her daughter to think she was cool, damn it! Eri circled around the table and then clambered up into the gap between Tsuyu and Setsuna. She stared up at Setsuna with wide, awed eyes. "What are you?"

"I'm Setsuna. Princess of the Monsters." Tilting her head back, Setsuna breathed a thin stream of blue fire that sputtered out into curls of oily smoke a few inches from her face. Then she grinned down at an awed Eri. "Sup, Unicorn Child?"

Eri cocked her head to the side. "What's a unicorn?"

Eyes widening, Setsuna hurriedly pulled out her phone and pulled up an image of a unicorn. "They're sort of like European kirin… you don't know what a kirin is, do you?" When Eri shook her head, Setsuna gestured to the screen of her phone again. "It's this thing. It's like, a horse with a single horn. Like how you have a horn. That's why I called you Unicorn Child."

Tilting her head to the side, Eri stared at Setsuna's phone thoughtfully. "I bet they'd be really good at stabbing things. Just like, run up to them and…" Eri headbutted Setsuna's shoulder to emphasize her point.

"…what the fuck?" Setsuna stared over at Mina with horrified eyes. "What kind of child are you raising?"

Sidling up on Mina's left, Himiko reached up under her skirt and came back with a knife. "I'm the one who's doing most of the raising, so I guess it's my fault?" She shrugged uncaringly. "Stabbing your problems is a perfectly viable way of dealing with… a surprisingly large number of them."

Enmuko plucked the knife out of Himiko's hand, where it promptly disappeared into her fog. She winked at Mina before swinging around to stand on the rosette's opposite side. "Cloud storage." Heh. That was funny. "In all seriousness, I'm learning to send things to my partners and retrieve them later. Basically, my main quirk just on a more targeted level. Mainly because Himiko has a seemingly unending supply of knives-"

Reaching up under the other side of her skirt, Himiko brandished an identical knife with a wide smile. "I do!"

"-and likes to pull them out at inappropriate times." Reaching across Mina, Enmuko made the new knife vanish before gesturing down at herself. "I'm trying out a new look today. What do you think of it?"

Mina turned to give Enmuko her full attention and gasped excitedly. The foggy girl was wearing the cutest pink dress with black trim and polka dots, and she'd managed to style the fog of her hair into a cute curl roll thing. "Oh my god, you're adorable! I have no idea what it's supposed to be! But I love it!"

Grabbing her skirt, Enmuko twisted back and forth in place. "It's a style that dates back to the pre-quirk era, where it was a vintage style at the time. It's called 'rockabilly'. It's supposed to invoke elements of the 1950s."

Woah. Three hundred year old fashion actually… looked kinda cool. Maybe Mina would have to try it at some point. Wait! "Is that the style with the men in white t-shirts and leather jackets and their hair is all…" Reaching up, Mina smoothed her hair back for emphasis.

"That's rockabilly, yeah. Also, what is your hair doing today? You generally have an untamed look but this is a bit much." When Mina blushed, Enmuko clucked her tongue. "Ah. I see. Well. Let's make a stop by the bathroom before the end of lunch, shall we? Get you fixed up a little?"

Speaking of which… she was supposed to be eating lunch! Looking down the length of the table, she frowned. Tsuyu, Setsuna, Izumi, Ochako, and now Himiko were all a neat little row down one side of the table, while Yuuyu, Nejire, Yui, Tooru, and Ibara were lined up along the other. She'd left herself nowhere to sit! Boo! She was going to have to sit at the other table! Well, that was one of the perils of being in a big polycule existing in a world that wasn't designed for them. Not to mention she could make some money playing footsie with Fuyumi if she sat at the other table. "I'm going to go get in line to get food. You guys are in charge of feeding Himiko."

Leaning forward, Tsuyu peered down the table at the blonde. "How do you feel about frog legs, kero?" Before Himiko could answer, Eri headbutted Tsuyu's shoulder aggressively. "In my defense, I could have been so much lewder."

"Be gross on your own time, Frog Mom. You're supposed to be setting a good example for me." Eri threw her hands up in the air, a despairing look on her face. "Does nobody around here care about my growth and development?"

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"I am… here! Coming through the door like a hero!"

Mina sat up a bit straighter in her seat as motherfucking All Might leaned in through the doorway. Granted she'd received a holographic message from him for her acceptance letter and he'd mentioned that he was going to be a teacher at UA High but hearing that and then seeing him was two completely different things. And… thank god Enmuko had dragged her off to freshen up after lunch. Imagine meeting the number one hero with sex hair?

Marching his way over to the podium, All Might struck a heroic pose. "Welcome to the most important class at UA High! Think of it as Heroing 101! Here you will learn the basics of being a pro! And what it means to fight in the name of good!" Swapping poses, he flexed for a few seconds before reaching behind his back. "Let's get into it! Today's lesson will… pull no punches!"

As All Might whipped out a card that read 'Battle', Mina let out a sigh of relief. Okay, so she hadn't been getting ahead of herself by asking the others to be ready to help her. They were going to be fighting. Granted she didn't know the specifics - and therefore how she could integrate her partners' talents into things - but better to have them and not need them than need them and not have them. Also she… needed to design Enmuko some kind of vaguely cute costume if she was going to be trotting her out for heroics practicals.

"But one of the keys of being a hero is… looking good! These were designed for you based on your quirk registration forms and the requests you sent in before school started!" Given that she knew exactly what her costume was going to look like because she'd submitted intricate designs - and mailed in her favorite string of pearls from Saiko - Mina was… okay, Mina was still excited to be suiting up for the first time. But she was more excited to be seeing how absolutely adorable her lovely girlfriends were going to look in their costumes. All Might offered them all an enthusiastic thumbs up. "Get yourselves suited up and then meet me at Training Ground Beta!"

Lunging across the room, Mina skidded to a stop in front of the costume racks that had emerged from the wall and quickly grabbed the case marked '2'. After a moment of thought, she grabbed '3' and hurled it across the room toward Tsuyu, who snared it with her tongue and brought it down into her arms. "Thanks, kero."

Mina nodded and looked around before deciding that… flying costume cases probably would not be appreciated by any of her other girlfriends. Head trauma was not sexy at all. So she took her case and hurried over to the door, pausing just long enough for Tsuyu to join her before taking off down the hall toward the locker rooms. "I am… so, so excited right now. Our first official heroic adventure together. Our first time suiting up! Ahh! Ahhhhh!"

"Personally, I'm just worried about whether or not the cup is going to be sufficient." Tsuyu gestured down at her groin. "Now that I'm actually using it for something, I kinda want to make sure that it's protected, kero."

While Mina wasn't entirely sure what a properly sturdy protective cup was made out of, she was reasonably certain that whatever the answer was, Momo could make it? "If it isn't, ask Yaomomo to help you out? She has, uh, a vested interest in your safety. Wink."

Tsuyu brought her finger up to the corner of her mouth. "Maybe I'll be nice and ask her for firsthand help making sure it's positioned properly. Wink."

The pair giggled together as they made their way into the locker room, Mina setting her case down on the bench and opening it. Backless black leotard thingy: check. Pearl necklace: check. Cute black ballet slippers that she'd requested after realizing that flying constantly created awkward sight lines: check. All present and accounted for. Now, did she want to be practical and start changing now, or wait until she could whip her awesome boobs out in front of all her girlfriends?

Problem solved, everyone was close behind her! The door swung open, Momo leading the way in with Ochako, Tooru, Izumi, and Kyouka close behind, Fuyumi bringing up the rear as she struggled with her costume case. That was… sort of obnoxiously large compared to her. Oh wait. Oh no. Poor Mineta. Mina waited a beat to make sure the door swung shut behind Fuyumi before reaching up and undoing the top two buttons of her blouse. "Bum." She undid another two buttons. "Bum." And then the last two. "Bum!"

Giggling softly, Momo scooted over to lean down and brush a kiss against her lips. "They look lovely. Very nice bra. But as much as I want to enjoy them, we have somewhere to be."

"I mean, I'll definitely enjoy them if Yaomomo won't." Making her way over, Kyouka pulled Mina into a hug and then leaned down a little so she could rest her head on the rosette's chest. "Aww yes. Bliss."

Reaching up, Mina ran her fingers through Kyouka's hair slowly as the girl snuggled up against her. And mou, she was going to miss that a little after Kyouka got her haircut today. Although she was going to open up entirely new tactile sensations for Mina and the rest of the hoard, so she couldn't be too mad about it? "What's your costume look like, Kyouka?"

Kyouka shrugged from her position against Mina, refusing to relinquish the rosette's breasts. "Some punk shit. Jacket. Shirt. Pants. Boots. Hopefully some support gear for my quirk mixed into all that. Uh, I sorta sketched out a design for a logo for the Holy Hoard to have as like, a faux band tee look?"

"What? I need to see this." When Kyouka still refused to let go, Mina huffed and picked the entire girl up, letting the violette wrap her arms and legs around her as she moved around the locker room. With her superior strength, it was child's play - albeit slightly awkward child's play - to bend over and open Kyouka's costume case. And there it was, directly on top of the pile: a black shirt with the words 'Holy Hoard' in stylized, almost deformed kanji printed in what Mina was pretty sure was a perfect recreation of her skin color. Oh, and a white border. "Oh my god, that's so cute! Kyouka, you're amazing!"

Fuyumi padded over in her bra and panties, peering down into the case. "Huh. That actually is surprisingly cute. See if you can get me one? I'll wear it casually." Making her way back over to her costume case, the girl held up a blue dress with distinct military styling to it. "Figured that I might as well get some use out of the Endeavor themed military lolita that he bought me. At least until I can come up with a better idea."

Oh! All her girlfriends were going to look so cute! Ochako had a skintight black and pink outfit that looked adorable, while Tsuyu had a green, black, and gold wetsuit that… wow, that was a bulge. Tooru hadn't resolved her lack of a costume overnight and so she was just being her nudist self, Izumi looked adorable in a green and black top and shorts combo paired with some tall black boots, and Momo… Mina's jaw dropped. "Yaomomo, what are you wearing?"

The ravenette gestured to herself, a smug grin on her face as she modeled her outfit for the group. "I dressed to spark a confrontation. When I graduate and become a licensed hero, the HSPC will attempt to take action against me due to my costume. My parents are assembling a legal team to sue the government over the Decency in Costuming Act on the grounds that it violates Article Fourteen of the constitution."

Whatever that meant? Mina gestured at the girl emphatically. "Okay but you're just like, wearing straps. I am really gay. How am I supposed to get work done with you looking like that?"

Momo's insufferably smug grin just grew wider. "I guess you have three years to figure out how to manage."

Mou! Someone was getting railed with a big pink dragon dick this weekend!

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"They say the clothes make the pros, young ladies and gentlemen, and behold! You are the proof! Take this to heart: from now on, you are all heroes in training!"

Gentlemen? Oh, right, there were twelve boys in the class with them. Mina honestly forgot about them sometimes given that she just… didn't really pay them any mind apart from Mineta and occasionally Iida. Speaking of which, Mineta had a very… grape bowl aesthetic going? Bouncing over to the boy, Mina leaned down as she looked him over. "You take this whole grape thing very seriously, don't you?"

Shrugging, Mineta gestured upward at the top of his head. "I mean, if you looked like this, wouldn't you? I'm not tall and buff and ruggedly handsome. I figured that being cute and fun might be a better route to take."

Mina nodded in agreement, tapping her finger against her chin as she inspected him. "It is cute. I wasn't really sold on the grape bowl thing at first but like, if nothing else? It'll keep your junk safe. I'm sure Izumi will be happy about that."

What little skin was visible around the mouth hole of Mineta's costume flushed a bit at that. He paused and then perked up. "Oh! Wait! She's my girlfriend now! I don't have to feel bad for thinking thoughts like that!"

"She is, though!" Mina offered Mineta an enthusiastic high five because while she was still iffy on boys as a whole, being excited about having a cute girlfriend was a feeling that she could identify with. Peering over at Izumi, she grinned and nudged Mineta. "Psst. Look at all that thigh."

Mineta's eyes widened and then drifted over a bit. He gulped and promptly did a pushup. At Mina's curious look, he shrugged sheepishly. "Yaomomo is sort of Yaomomoing at the moment. There is much Yaomomo."

Again, relatable. "I feel like she wants you to look. Well, you in a general sense, not specifically you. But yeah. Don't feel too bad about it. Keep up the pushups, though. You'll be swol in no time."

"Hero course is the best." Mineta's eyes slid over the crowd again and he whistled softly. "Damn. I never thought I'd be into, like, it feels like a sexy Endeavor cosplay? But Fuyumi looks pretty cute too."

"This is getting me all revved up! You look so cool!" All Might put his hands on his hips, thrusting his chest out proudly as his gaze swept over them. "Now! Shall we get started, you bunch of newbies?" Then his eyes landed on one student in particular and he cleared his throat. "Young Midoriya. Can I see you for a moment?" The verdette gestured to herself uncertainly, shrugged, and then bounded up to stand in front of All Might. Proving that he had no volume control, his 'quiet' words to her were easily audible to the rest of the class. "Young Midoriya… what are you wearing?"

Shrugging awkwardly, Izumi peered down at herself. "A costume? It's pretty surreal to be here in it, to be honest. It's a design I've had since I was a child. Well. A cuter version of a design I had as a child. I wasn't really drawing…" She paused, gesturing down at her exposed thighs. "This as a four-year-old."

All Might let out an uncomfortable chuckle. "Yes. About that. It's a little bit more revealing than I would have expected of you." Leaning forward, he peered down over her back and then flinched back violently. "Young Midoriya! Your butt!"

Letting out an exasperated huff, Izumi looked back over her shoulder and then shook her ass, the exposed bottoms of her ass cheeks jiggling. "I mean, what did you honestly expect? I'm literally a succubus here. The hotter people think I am, the more powerful I am. You should consider yourself lucky that I'm not taking the Yaomomo route or anything." The pair looked over at Momo, who waved awkwardly. "Seriously, I could be running around in that. Or like, Midnight's costume. Or whatever Yui is coming up with for Twilight. There are… so many ways this could be worse than just a bit of my butt showing." As All Might worked to formulate a response, the verdette waved dismissively at him. "Stop being such a dad."

While previously content to let things play out their own, that aggressively grabbed Mina's attention and held it. "A dad? Izumi… you said you didn't really know your dad. Is… is All Might your dad?"

A horrified look crossed All Might's face as Izumi's expression cycled from stricken to thoughtful to mischievous. Finally she grinned widely and gestured to All Might with both hands. "Remember how Dynasty made me strong enough to punch out the zero pointer? Well… how many heroes have that kind of strength? I didn't really want to say anything because I didn't want you to treat me differently but… who else could the final vestige inside of Dynasty possibly be?"

The worst possible mental image popped into Mina's head and she felt absolutely obligated to inflict it on everyone else. "Okay but Izumi. Your mom is." She held out her hand, indicating Inko's height. "And All Might is." She raised her hand significantly higher into the air. As Izumi stared at her uncomprehendingly, Mina leaned forward and inflicted the killing blow. "All Might must destroy your mom!"

Smirking down at Izumi vindictively, All Might offered a thumbs up. "Heh."

"I… why would you…" Izumi retched loudly, bringing her hand up to her mouth. "Stop the planet, I want to get off."

Ochako cocked her head to the side thoughtfully. "Wait, so why do you and Inko live here in Musutafu instead of in Might Tower? Like, you live a strangely low key life for the daughter of the number one hero. Although I suppose that explains why Inko is so cheerful all the time." Izumi shot Ochako a confused expression and the brunette smirked playfully. "She's getting all her worries knocked straight out of her head on the regular."

Bringing her hands up to her face, Izumi groaned in despair. "Can we please stop talking about my mom having sex with All Might? As far as I'm concerned, I was delivered by a stork and my parents have absolutely never had sex at all ever."

"Wait. Wait wait wait. Hold on." Mineta let out a low whistle. "I've touched All Might's daughter's boobs?"

All Might raised an eyebrow at that. "You've done what now?"

Abruptly realizing the danger that he'd put himself in from a man who could change the weather with a punch, Mineta quickly backpedaled and then tucked himself behind Mina for good measure. "Nothing. I've done nothing."

Raising his hands, All Might did his level best to restore order to the loudly gossiping class. "While I'm sure you have many, many, many questions for young Midoriya, now is not the time to ask them. That being said, I will take a moment to remind you that it goes without saying that you absolutely, positively cannot reveal this to-"

Fuyumi raise her phone into the air. "I already told my father."

"…what?" All Might looked down at his wrist. "Young Todoroki, it has been less than a minute."

Shrugging, Fuyumi went back to texting with a vicious grin on her face. "Yeah but my father loathes you with a fiery passion. No pun intended. And I'm dating your daughter. I had a duty to rub that in his face."

Off in the distance, a brilliant pillar of fire lanced upward from the middle of downtown Musutafu. Faintly audible was one man's outraged howl. "All Might!"

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Mina high fived Izumi as All Might hurried away from the building that they were standing in front of. "Okay, so, many many questions for later. Focusing on the exercise for now, though. This is going to be… so much fun."

"I know, right?" Izumi bounced excitedly on her toes, throwing punches at the air. "I burned off a little of my reserve during the assessment test but I am like, stuffed with energy right now. Like, I should be able to hit pretty hard or use Gearshift a bunch of times without breaking a sweat. Kacchan and Iida won't know what hit them!"

Nodding rapidly, Mina brought her hands up on either side of her face and made peace signs. "But remember how I specifically asked All Might if we could use, and I quote, any and all resources at our disposal during our match?" Izumi nodded hesitantly, and Mina threw her head back as she focused her thoughts on her foggiest girlfriend. "Let's fucking go!"

Enmuko quickly popped into existence with Himiko clinging to her side, Eri resting on her hip. She looked around curiously before letting out a sigh of exasperation. "I thought you were like, in the bathroom or something. Is this the class exercise? What are we supposed to do with a child during a combat exercise?"

"I couldn't just leave her in the park! What sort of mother do you take me for? Besides, she can handle herself. Right, Eri?" Eri reached into the pocket of her miniature school blazer and pulled out her favorite switchblade, brandishing it eagerly. "Yeah! That's my girl!"

Mina buried her face in her hands. "I wasn't really planning on Himiko at all, but we can't just send her to Chiba or Endeavor's agency so… I guess this is a thing. Okay, call the others." There were two muted pops and they were joined by the costumed forms of Moe and Yuu. "Alright, who's ready to fuck up the guy who bullied Izumi when she was younger?"

Exchanging looks, Yuu and Moe both thrust their hands into the air. "I've only had Izumi for two weeks but if anything happened to her, I would kill everyone in that building and then myself." Moe bounced up and down eagerly. "Also, Fuyumi is watching, right? We never really paired off the way some people in the group have, but I still like showing off for her."

"Isn't that why there was a lot of butt sex in the Roman army?" Mina waved dismissively at the odd looks she received. "I don't know, it's just a thing I read online somewhere. Anyway… there are six of us and two of them. You two are the actual provisionally licensed heroes. What's our best move?"

Yuu stepped forward, taking the blueprint that All Might had given Mina and studying it intently. "What's the objective? We clearly need to infiltrate the building and… then what? What are our victory conditions?"

Raising her hands, Izumi pantomimed… Mina's hips? Which… she didn't mind being the objective but they had an exercise to win? "There's a fake bomb." Oh! That made… so much more sense. "We need to either get our hands on the fake bomb or defeat Kacchan and Iida. They win if they manage to defeat us or run out the clock."

Nodding, Moe joined Yuu in studying the blueprints. "There's what, five floors here? We could spread out to search for the bomb, but then we'd lose numerical superiority. The two of them could hunt us down one at a time and defeat us individually."

"Kacchan would never. He's not a team player. Yuu remembers; he was extremely critical of Mina's idea of being a hero team." Izumi blushed faintly before scuffing her toe against the pavement. "Also he's… a little unhappy about the me and Minoru thing, so I feel like he may come looking for me in particular?"

Yuu nodded absently before tapping her finger against the blueprints for the fifth floor. "Bomb is going to be here. If you can win by running out the clock, it's common sense to put the bomb as far away from the entrance as possible. Iida… I'm assuming he's a relative of Ingenium. There can't be that many Iida families in heroics. So a speedster. That means he needs open space; he's not going to be able to defend the bomb in a small room."

All logical. And Iida would probably stay to defend the bomb because he wasn't a particularly aggressive individual. He would probably play defense all day if left to his own devices. Mina peered down at the blueprints. "There's windows, right? So… Yuu." The rosette passed her the radio that All Might had given her. She was going to be with Izumi the entire match; they didn't need two between them. "Grow. Peek in. And then stand by. If we can't win? Just grab the bomb for us."

Yuu nodded and popped the radio into her ear before breaking off to surveil the building. Grinning, Moe leaned over toward Izumi. "It's dangerous to go alone, take this." She pressed her lips against the verdette's.

The effect was ruined by Izumi giggling into the kiss, and then the mood was entirely destroyed by All Might's voice. "All right! Let's begin the indoor combat training! Team A! And Team D! Your time starts now!"

Rushing the front door, Mina plowed into it with her shoulder and sent it flying down the hallway into the building. Possibly unnecessary collateral damage… but it felt good. They managed to make it all the way down the first hall when Izumi's prediction came true, Bakugou lunging out from around a corner and unleashing an explosion at them. Mina took the brunt of it easily, spreading her wings to protect her companions. "Found him! Now what do we do?"

Darting out from behind Mina, Himiko set Eri down and backed away. "Go get him, Eri! Get him! He talks shit about your Green Mom!"

Before Mina could stop her, the girl darted forward toward Bakugou, who stared down at her in disbelief. "What the absolute fu…dge is this? Who brings a literal child to a fight? Wait a minute. Why are there five of you? I mean, not that I mind having more people to beat, but I'm pretty sure All Might said this was a two-on-two battle."

"Technically I brought the child to a fight, although also sort of Mina? Enmuko in a literal sense?" Himiko thrust her fist into the air excitedly. "And we're the Holy Hoard! We're always together and together we're unbeatable!" Yeah! That was pretty much a perfect catchphrase for them! Way to go, Himiko!

Taking a step backward, Bakugou made shooing motions as Eri continued to approach him. "Can one of you like, grab her or something? I don't like the way that she's looking at me."

Himiko scoffed derisively. "What's the matter, scared of a child? Mister big bad hero? Nah, this is funny. If you want to stop her, you're going to have to fight her."

Jaw dropping, Bakugou stopped and held one hand out to press against Eri's forehead, halting her advance. "What is wrong with you? I'm not going to fight a child!" Growling, Eri ducked under Bakugou's arm and stepped in to his personal space. There was the unmistakable sound of her switchblade ejecting and then she jammed it straight into the middle of Bakugou's thigh. "Motherfuck!"

Wait. Wait wait wait. Eri had made a great suggestion about Chisaki that Mina hadn't really properly appreciated at the time. And seeing as how there was no such thing as friendly fire when it came to her quirk? Inhaling, Mina breathed a wide spray of golden fire down the hallway, enveloping both Bakugou and Eri. When it faded, Eri was standing there staring in confusion at the unmarked skin of Bakugou's leg. "Eri! Do it again!"

The girl promptly stabbed Bakugou in the leg a second time.

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"Hey, uh, Izumi. Do you mind if I borrow your boyfriend for a bit?"

Izumi looked up from where she was talking to Ochako, furrowing her brow at the question. "Uh, depends. How good of condition are you going to return him in?"

Rolling her eyes, Kyouka huffed softly. "Sorry, I genuinely don't know what protocol for this is or if I should be asking Mineta or what. But we discovered something interesting about his quirk today while we were in the monitoring room."

Izumi looked over at her boyfriend, who perked up at the attention and gestured to the top of his head. "Evidently my balls aren't sticky until I pull them off my head? Which I just… my balls never stick to my own hands and family has similar quirks, so I just never knew?"

"Oh. That's right. I made the touching your balls joke but we never actually got around to that, did we?" Izumi reached over curiously and grabbed one of Mineta's hair balls, giving it an experimental squeeze. "Huh. That's a kind of interesting feel, I'm not going to lie."

Kyouka nodded as enthusiastically as the taciturn girl was capable of. "Yeah, they're sort of like… the consistency of stress balls? They're pretty chill." Jerking a thumb back over her shoulder, she shrugged. "But anyway, you're going off with Ochako after class and so I was wondering if it would be weird if me and the grape go like, vibe under a tree and destress for a bit. Today was… a lot."

Today had been a lot! Mina's battle trial had been super easy for her, mostly because Bakugou had reflexively tried to explode Eri after the second stabbing and gotten the ever living shit beaten out of him by five outraged girls. But like… Kyouka and that really dumb electric boy had gotten their asses whooped by Momo and Mineta. And Kyouka had held out really well in a two-on-one battle after Kaminari had been defeated. Like, if she'd been on the villain team, she would have won by running the clock out. But alas, she had not, and so defeat had been hers.

After that? Mina could definitely understand Kyouka's desire to relax and unwind a bit. With that said? She couldn't let the girl get away without at least a little teasing. "So that's the kind of girl that you are? You just go around asking other girls if you can play with their boyfriend's balls?"

Mineta opened his mouth, closed it, and promptly did a pushup.

"I mean, so what if I am?" Kyouka smirked faintly as she looked over at Mineta. "Can you really blame me? Look at how big and round those balls are."

Opening his mouth again, Mineta again thought better of whatever he was going to say. And then did another pushup.

Poking her head into the conversation, Momo nodded agreeably. "I dare say you might be on to something. If what you're saying is true, then playing with Mineta's balls could be rather satisfying for all involved."

Letting out a groan, Mineta did a third pushup. "Can you guys stop? I had a really demanding day today. My arms are killing me."

Kyouka shoved her way forward, grabbing Mineta and hugging him to her chest. "Hey. This was my idea. Go get your own stress balls, Yaomomo."

"Oh my god, I feel like I'm the literal only guy on earth." Mineta looked around wonderingly. "Is this what being the only boy on earth is like?"

Tsuyu let out a soft snort. "If there was only one boy left on earth, I'd kiss girls. A lot. No offense, Mineta."

Shrugging, Mineta waved dismissively. "No, no, that's fair. Like, if there was only one guy on earth, it would make sense for there to be a lot of lesbians. Like, a lot a lot. Actually, wouldn't it be weirder for you to be straight in that situation?"

"Why couldn't I be in the story where the entire world is girls? Do you know how much gayness I would gay in a situation like that?" Mina crossed her arms over her chest and huffed softly. "This author sucks. I want a refund."

Mineta stared up at her in abject horror. "Oh my god, you actually do the fourth wall thing in person? I thought that was a persona thing. Jesus. I may need to talk to Izumi about trading you for someone else on the 'am allowed to fantasize about' list." When Mina made an outraged noise, he waved dismissively. "Just kidding. You're hot enough that you're allowed to be weird." Turning his attention back to Izumi, he jerked a thumb back over his shoulder at Kyouka. "But no, um, I've obviously never had a girlfriend before but I feel like I'm probably allowed to hang out with other girls? Right? Thoughts?"

Izumi reached out to rub the top of Mineta's head playfully. "No, you're good. I mean, I'm pretty sure that Kyouka is a lesbian-"

"I am."

"-so even if we weren't polyamorous, I don't really feel like I'd have much to worry about." Looking up at Kyouka, Izumi waved her hand up and down at Mineta. "If you're comfortable with it? Just plop him on your lap. He's warm. It's very soothing."

Mineta looked up at Izumi uncertainly. "I'm… warm?"

"Either you're warm or you're normal and I'm cold? You feel warm to me. Kyouka's kilometrage may vary." Checking her phone, Izumi perked up. "Ochako! We didn't really set a specific time with Nejire so we can't technically be late… but I feel like we're running late?"

Checking her phone, Ochako let out a squeak before looping her arm through Izumi's and hurrying out of the room. That left most of the rest of the group clustered in the back corner of the classroom, and Mina raised an eyebrow as Kyouka stared at the top of Mineta's head with a conflicted look on her face. "Kyouka? Whatcha thinking?"

Kyouka looked up and grimaced faintly. "Sorry. Just… fighting an intrusive thought at the moment." After a few seconds of hesitation, she rolled her eyes. "Eh, fuck it. What's the worst that can happen?" And then she promptly leaned down and bit one of Mineta's hair balls.

Staring at the tableau in disbelief, Mina watched as Kyouka chewed gently on Mineta's hair, the purple orb deforming a bit from the pressure of her teeth before bouncing back. "Huh. So. That's a thing she does, evidently." Kyouka mumbled something made unintelligible by Mineta's ball. "What… what does it taste like?"

After getting in a few last chews, Kyouka pulled away. "I was giving it even odds between hair or grape because, you know, his general aesthetic? But it's just sort of like… rubbery? As far as oral stim toys go, it's really not that bad." And then she promptly began chewing on a separate ball.

Mineta looked a bit confused but didn't seem to be objecting, so Mina wasn't going to invent a problem where none existed. Turning to Fuyumi, she nodded back over her shoulder. "Want to come with me to see what's up with our sister class?"

"Don't mind if I do." Hopping up onto Mina's back, Fuyumi snuggled in and rested her chin on the rosette's shoulder. "So, I did a little scouting this morning. Including Yui and the plant girl you snuck off with, there are seven girls in our sister class. We came into the year dating three, and you and Yaomomo are working on a fourth. Plant girl makes five. How long do you think the remaining two are going to hold out before joining us?"

Making her way over to the door, Mina tapped her finger against her chin. "I mean, we don't have to date everyone. If they want to date other people, that would free up some spots."

"But you want to date everyone."

"I do!"

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Pony looked to her left and then to her right before shrugging at Mina. "Soy un imán lésbico."

"Wait, what's imán mean? I don't know that word."

"Magnet."

"Oh. Yeah. Yeah, you are." Mina offered the tanned girl a bright grin before turning to the girl curled up under Pony's left arm. "First of all, let me just say that… your eyes are divine. As part of the weird eye club? Welcome, and I appreciate the fuck out of them."

Blushing, the girl giggled and reached up to smooth her bangs back across so that her eyes were hidden from view. "Thanks? Most people are unnerved by them?"

Mina reached out, brushing the brunette's blunt bangs out of the way so that she could look her in the eye again. "No way! They're gorgeous! Obviously I'm a little biased, but… yeah. I dig them a lot. I'm Toyotama! The Dragon of Chiba!"

Letting out a little snort, Pony leaned in toward the girl on her right. "Su nombre es Mina."

"I am at hero school! Let me have this!" When Pony just winked playfully, Mina huffed in annoyance. "Fine! God! I'm Ashido Mina. Nice to meet you."

The brunette with the cool crosshatch eyes offered her hand to Mina. "Komori Kinoko. Please take care of me."

From Pony's other side, the silver-haired girl offered a faint nod. "Yanagi Reiko. Please take care of me."

Mina winked playfully at the pair as she took Kinoko's hand and shook it. "If Pony doesn't? It would be my absolute pleasure. Or even if Pony does. It would still be my pleasure. Or… possibly with Pony? Like, I've been in several threesomes and one outright orgy so far, and it's all been amazing. I would not say no to being the filling in a 1-B sandwich."

"Is a hotdog a sandwich?" Pony cocked her head to the side thoughtfully. "Because there's three of us. Sandwich is only two sides. You'd be more like… a 1-B hotdog. Or maybe a 1-B flatbread? A 1-B gyro?"

Before Mina could respond, Kinoko peered up at Pony thoughtfully. "Aren't you Mexican?" Pony nodded. "Is there a reason that you're not suggesting that she'd be the 1-B taco? Wait. Is that racist of me?"

Pony shrugged. "Nah, you're good. And because of the general usage of taco as slang for pussy. Although I guess at the rate she's going, Mina is going to end up the 1-B taco in that way too."

From her spot on Mina's back, Fuyumi let out a giggle. "Mina is sometimes the taco, sometimes the…" She trailed off, deep in thought. "I didn't really think this through before I opened my mouth. Sometimes the taco, sometimes the… burrito?" At the other girls' confused look, she sighed. "Mina has strap skills."

"I do, though! I literally made a girl cum so loudly that it was a literal crime!" Mina offered a peace sign before looking back over her shoulder. "Are you not going to introduce yourself?" Fuyumi shrugged and the rosette let out a sigh. "Ladies, this is Todoroki Fuyumi. The smallest and altogether cutest Todoroki."

"I agree. She's very cute." Pony winked playfully at Fuyumi before turning her attention back to Mina. "As I was saying, though? Girls, meet our illustrious leader. Mina, I have successfully secured the remaining girls of 1-B for your hoard."

Pumping her fists into the air, Mina let out a whoop. "Aww yes! Twenty-four girls! Twenty-four girls! My dreams have been achieved! I have… a properly dragon-like hoard!" Pausing, she shrugged. "Okay, so it turns out that the magic number is going to be twenty-five because Moe's bringing the dumb girl in on Friday, but yeah! Hoarddom has been achieved! Wait. Which one of you said yes last? I'm going to get you some sort of cute present to celebrate you pushing the Holy Hoard over the finish line."

The two girls gestured to each other across Pony, making the tanned girl smirk before gesturing to Reiko. "Technically, Reiko. I kissed Kinoko first. By like, fifteen seconds, but still. Reiko is lucky number twenty-four."

Darting in, Mina pressed a kiss to Reiko's lips. "Not the gift. Just think you're cute." The silver-haired girl blushed prettily and waved her hand at Mina, who giggled. "So. We have added Itsuka via Kyouka, Ibara via me, Setsuna is on the fence but I'm counting her anyways because it feels inevitable at this point, and then you two via Pony. I have achieved total domination of both hero course classes at UA. Mwa ha ha ha ha!"

Slowly raising her hand, Reiko looked from Mina to Pony and back uncertainly. "While I obviously don't object to the idea of being in a large polycule, Pony wasn't really able to adequately explain… why we're a large polycule. What made you want to date so many girls? How have you managed to date so many girls?"

"To put it simply? I have rizz." Mina grinned and winked playfully at Reiko, who let out a soft huff and rolled her eyes. "Honestly, the entire thing started both small and simple: we were discussing what my hoard should be since I'm a dragon."

Kinoko peered up at Mina at that. "You're a dragon? But you have angel wings."

Sighing, Mina flared her wings and looked back over her shoulder at them. "I'm basically like, a holy dragon? Quirks are bullshit. But yeah. So I'm a dragon. And I needed a hoard. And after some discussion, we realized that the thing I valued more than anything else in existence… is girls! Specifically cute girls! Because I'm really fucking gay."

Reiko nodded sagely at that. "As one does."

"And so that's where Ochako and Tsuyu and Tooru came from. And then like, we were joking about more girls and I said twenty-four girls would be great and one thing led to another and… Fuyumi, Izumi, Yuu, Yaomomo, Mei, Saiko, Moe, Trash Cat, Mitoku, Kyouka, Himiko, Pony, Yui, Chitose, Itsuka, Nejire, and Yuuyu showed up." Mina shrugged carelessly. "I don't know. I just like cute girls. So I want to surround myself with them."

Nodding again, Reiko either blinked or winked, Mina couldn't tell given that one of the girl's eyes were hidden. "As one does."

Mina darted in to kiss the girl again because it felt like the thing to do. "But no. Or yeah? But something. Our goal is to become the number one hero as a polycule. Like, think the Pussycats on steroids. One big lesbian hero team dominating the charts and Japan's hearts. Saving everyone and making them feel safe. That's our polycule's goal right now. To be the very best."

"Like no one ever was?" Kinoko slumped a bit as everyone looked over at her. "Sorry, I genuinely thought she was making a Pokémon reference with that." Shaking off her embarrassment, she turned back to Mina. "Just out of curiosity, have you ever wanted to get high on mushrooms?" She held up her hand, a small mushroom erupting from the tip of her finger. "Mushrooms are sort of my thing."

Mina stared at the mushroom curiously. "What is it with my girlfriends being able to make illegal substances? Yaomomo offered me alcohol the other day. Although I feel like she could do so much worse. Like, with her quirk, she could be making Yaoyorokain or something. But, uh, I'm not sure if that's my thing? Possibly something we should figure out in a not-standing-in-the-middle-of-school setting?"

Blushing, Kinoko promptly ate the mushroom and then hid her hands behind her back. "Huh. Yeah. Probably. So now what? Pony lives nearby but Reiko and I commute. So we can hang out for a little bit but not too long."

After a moment's thought, Mina looped her arm through Reiko's. "Why don't we start walking and Reiko can tell me where she's from and we'll just see where things go from there?"

"Getting to know your partner is spooky. I'm from Toyoyama in Aichi Prefecture…"

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"Okay, so, first of all, I want to say welcome to our new members." Mina blew kisses toward the screen as her girlfriends all waved hello. "The screen is a little more crowded than last time we did this… which is impressive because that was literally yesterday."

"Was it?" Tooru's gloved hands shot finger guns at the screen. "It feels like it was a solid ten chapters ago."

Mina giggled at that. "Nice fourth wall break. You get one extra smooch tomorrow as a reward." Tooru offered a peace sign at that and Mina moved on. "No, seriously, Kinoko, Reiko, welcome to the insanity. Noticeably missing Setsuna but again, it's only a matter of time."

Turning her head in a slow circle just to make sure that it appeared she was looking at each of them no matter where she ended up on any given screen, Fuyumi cleared her throat. "Can we start by addressing the two meter and change elephant in the room. Which is to say… Izumi, when were you planning on telling us that we were dating All Might's daughter?"

Nejire perked up at that. "Is that why he came and interrupted our practice this afternoon? He just barged in and was like 'I am here, needing to talk to young Midoriya!' And then he just picked her up by the waistband of her shorts and disappeared."

"Which left me and Yuuyu with Nejire in a private workout room for two hours." A distinctly disheveled and exhausted Ochako shook her head slowly. "We were not ready for that."

That earned her a matching shake of Yuuyu's head. "We were not, no."

Nejire smiled angelically. "If you didn't want me to try having sex in zero gravity then you guys shouldn't have left me alone somewhere private with the girl who removes gravity. And I want to point out that you were too busy cumming to puke, so… mission accomplished?"

On one hand, go Ochako? On the other hand, Mina wasn't sure that 'orgasms' was a viable solution to the problem of Ochako's nausea in the grander scheme of things? Although… being able to use her quirk on herself without puking at all was a win, regardless of the circumstances. It gave them something to build off of. So yeah. Go Ochako. Mina offered the brunette a thumbs up before reluctantly steering the conversation back onto topic. "Okay, so, Izumi. I think the floor is yours at this point."

"Okay, I'll try not to info dump so hard that I bore anyone to death. But long story short for the new people or people who I just… haven't exposited to before? My quirk is called Dynasty." Izumi gestured down at herself. "I have access to the combined strength and abilities of my family since the dawn of quirks. Grandpa Yoichi, Grandma Nevan, Grandpa Kudo, Grandpa Bruce, Grandpa Hikage, Grandpa Daigoro, Grandpa En, Grandma Nana, and then… my father."

Kyouka gestured for Izumi to continue. "Okay, but that's where most of us are getting stuck. Your father. Your father is fucking All Might?"

Rubbing the back of her head sheepishly, Izumi nodded. "I can't really tell you what my tsuushou is because that would be basically telling you All Might's real last name but, uh, I have one. My mom and I live day to day as Midoriyas as an extra level of security. Nobody knows what All Might's real name is but even if they did, they'd have a hard time finding us."

Tsuyu smirked faintly. "Not really. Just follow the sounds of the happiest housewife in Japan."

"Oh my god, we are not doing this again. I will leave this call if there's literally one more joke about my mom and All Might." Izumi waved her finger at the screen warningly. "Seriously, guys, I get that the idea is amusing but like… not cool. Not cool at all."

Ochako's breasts promptly entered view as the brunette mashed her chest into the side of Izumi's head, petting the succubus's hair soothingly. The view of her own call shifted minimally, which was impressive. When she spoke, there was a distinct echo, though. "I'm going to mute on my end since Izumi's microphone can pick me up. Still here, though."

Nuzzling into Ochako's chest, Izumi sighed. "Sorry. Just… I got picked on a bunch as a kid for not having a dad around. I'm sort of sensitive to jokes about my parents like, in a general sense?"

Mina waved her hands calmingly. "You're good. I think we've had our fun. Which… people. We've had our fun. Right?" There was a general murmur of agreement and Mina sighed in relief before continuing onward. "So I think the question we all want to ask at this point is… what does this mean for us?"

"I mean, not a terribly lot, really? All… Dad. Wow, that's going to be weird. Being able to call him Dad in front of other people." Izumi pondered that for a moment and then shook her head. "But no. Dad is already doing his best to be impartial with me to avoid the appearance of impropriety. I'm sure that once things get out, people are going to stare a little harder at his decision to join the faculty specifically this year, but… eh? Not much little old me can do about it."

Kyouka looked around uncertainly before raising her hand to get attention. "Am I the only one who is going to point out the obvious? I feel like this means no more casual displays of affection in heroics classes? Like, for any of us?"

Puffing out her cheeks, Mina leaned in toward the camera. "Mou! But I'm really gay! And I like being affectionate!"

"Yeah, but like… I really don't think I'd be comfortable kissing any of you in front of your parents. That's just awkward. So like… I really don't think I'm going to feel comfortable doing anything romantic with Izumi in class?" Kyouka shrugged awkwardly. "And I feel like that if that's the case, maybe we need to have a blanket ban on that sort of thing instead of Izumi just being the odd one out all alone?"

Ever the polite one, Momo hesitantly raised her hand. "I second this motion? I feel like if I was in Izumi's position and all seven of my girlfriends were free to exchange affection with each other but not me, I would grow resentful quickly. Also, I feel like it would behoove us to focus on class instead of each other on general principle and so perhaps setting that rule would be a good idea anyway?"

Mina waggled her finger playfully at the ravenette. "If you think I'm focusing on anything other than you with that costume of yours, you have another think coming. But no. I agree. We can affection the shit out of our mornings, lunch, and after school but nothing during any of our classes. Agreed?"

"Question?" Yuuyu jerked a thumb to her left, conveniently directly at Nejire on Mina's screen. "Does this mean when Nejire texts me during class begging me to get a bathroom pass and meet up with her, I don't have to anymore?"

Furrowing her brow, Mina considered that carefully. On one hand, she didn't feel comfortable setting boundaries into the middle of a couple that predated the hoard. Like, their business was their business until it interfered with her business. But like, also? "If I say yes, does that mean Nejire is going to text someone else during the middle of class?"

Nejire perked up. "I am!"

"Then no. Sorry, Yuuyu. You literally chose this."

"…damn."

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"Trash Cat. Question for you."

"I've told you how big my breasts are three times now. You just have a terrible memory."

Huffing, Mina rubbed her face against the breast that she was resting her head on. "Shut up! I remember that you're a F80. I just like hearing you say it because that's fucking amazing." After nuzzling her girlfriend's chest a bit more, the rosette peeked upward again. "But no. With all of the excitement yesterday and me making Izumi throw up in her mouth a little and all, I realized that you've never mentioned your mom. Did your dad just like, asexually divide to create you? Because I'm not going to lie, that would actually be kind of cool."

Enmuko considered that for a long enough that Mina began to worry that she'd offended the girl, but eventually she answered. "I… don't know where I came from, to be honest. All I remember is my father, Shigaraki, and the voice in the television. And occasionally other villains visiting the bar for different reasons. I don't remember being young. My memories just… start one day as a teenager. Maybe I was delivered fully grown by an enormous stork? Or perhaps a team of them?"

Ooh, ooh, she'd been waiting literal months for someone to mention a stork so that she could use that joke she'd seen on Twitter. Mina grinned impishly up at Enmuko. "Did you know there's a bird that keeps women from getting pregnant? It's called the swallow."

A gusty sigh escaped Enmuko and then she reluctantly chuckled. "That's actually kind of funny. Although that reminds me. With all the girl dick going around, are we making sure that everyone is safe? Not to name names or anything, but Izumi in particular doesn't really strike me as the type who worried about birth control prior to last weekend. I'm also a little worried about Nejire? I mean, four times in an hour…"

"That… is a really good question." Mina squirmed around until she could bring her finger up to her chin and tap it. Personally, she'd been on Depo-Provera for two years now due to the added health benefits. One brutally gut wrenching period that kept her out of school for several days had been enough for her and her family, thank you very much. But now she had twenty-four others to worry about. "Let's schedule another video call for tonight and I can bring it up. You know what? Let's actually make those a nightly hang out. Add it as a recurring event on our calendar. Say, every ten chapters or so?"

Enmuko stretched her longer arm out, snagging Mina's phone off the nightstand. She absolutely couldn't get added to FaceID for obvious reasons, but knowing the rosette's lock code served her well enough. "And added. I feel like that will be a fun group activity. Especially if we end up spread out much further than we are geographically. Which reminds me. Speaking of adding to the group. Would it be unethical to have Eri shake hands with a pro hero?"

Perking up, Mina planted her hands on either side of Enmuko's head and stared down at her girlfriend. "I'm a little confused, a little concerned, but mostly curious. Tell me what you're thinking."

After looking both ways, Enmuko leaned up a little toward Mina. "Okay but you got the group to agree to a maximum of twenty-six girls back when we thought that there might be more 1-B girls and then Nejire and Yuuyu happened. Including the addition of Camie, we'll have twenty-five. So. What if… what if we have Eri rewind Miruko?"

"That's horrible! But I'm kinda into it." Mina cocked her head to the side. She would absolutely smash a teenage Miruko. Granted she would also smash an adult Miruko. But as Enmuko had mentioned, there were ethics to considered. A rewound Miruko would still be like… an entire Miruko on the inside. Mina didn't know how old Miruko was off the top of her head. But she definitely was over eighteen, which would probably make dating her - even an age regressed her - kind of weird. Less weird than if it was Midnight, granted. The power imbalance inherent in a teacher and student, and all that. But still kinda weird.

The question was… did she care enough about the weirdness to turn down some sweet sweet rabbit ass?

At the end of the day? While Mina was hella gay, she liked to think that she was a generally morally upstanding gay. And forcibly deaging another person for her own amusement was not a particularly moral thing to do. Tempting. Very tempting. But no. "Okay, so it's… actually a pretty terrible idea, all in all. I'm still kinda into it. But I'm also judging you. Counteroffer: what if we find some cute minor heroine who's struggling to climb the charts, hit on her, and then consensually rewind her and absorb her into the Holy Hoard?"

Enmuko rubbed her chin. "I mean, that also works. I just figured that you'd agree faster if it was Miruko."

"I'm not going to lie, Miruko is tempting. Super duper tempting. But I'm pretty sure she wouldn't agree to be turned back into a high school student and consent is really sexy." Mina cocked her head to the side. "That being said, I feel like there are enough high school girls in the world that we don't necessarily need to make another? Like, we have nowhere near exhausted the supply of existing high school girls?"

Enmuko nodded slowly. "Yeah, I suppose that's fair. I just get sort of lonely during the day. Himiko is great, but she also has her own responsibilities. At least I'll have Yuu two days a week? I don't know. Maybe I should go out and find us a delinquent girlfriend or something? Or like… freshly graduated from high school is still young enough for us to date, right?"

Before Mina could answer - in the affirmative, because eighteen-year-olds were still teens - her phone began to chime with an incoming call. Shooting Enmuko an apologetic look, she spun to rest on her back next to the taller girl and took the phone from her. "Izumi! Hi! It's early! What's up?"

"Mina!" A distinctly frazzled Izumi leaned in toward the screen, lowering her voice as she looked around furtively. "All Might is here! Having breakfast! And he kissed my mom!"

Leaning in to mimic Izumi, Mina likewise lowered her voice. "Izumi! All Might is your dad! He's supposed to do that!"

Eyes widening, Izumi leaned back and looked over at something off to her left. Then she nodded slowly. "Oh. Yeah. Right. He is, isn't he?" The verdette chuckled awkwardly and then waved to Mina. "Never mind. Sorry for bothering you. See you at school!"

The call terminated and Mina shook her head slowly. Was Izumi trying to flex on her about her famous father? It kinda felt that way… but probably not. That wasn't really in character for Izumi. Putting it out of her mind, Mina looked over at Enmuko. "Okay so I hear and acknowledge you. You deserve a level of companionship that none of us can really provide at the moment, and that's completely valid of you. Like, there are a shit ton of girls I can kiss all day at school. I absolutely want you to have at least one girl you can kiss all day too."

Enmuko's fog swirled around her rapidly, which Mina had come to interpret as the girl blushing. "I'm glad you think so. I was worried that I'd actually have to like, fight to convince you. Well, since you're open to the idea, I've been noticing that there's a really cute barista at this coffee shop near your campus…"

"Trash Cat, no! Do not hit on service industry workers! That's so cringe!"

"But she's always so nice to me! And smiles at me!"

"That's her job!"

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"So, today's agenda includes… Yuu picking Izumi up after school. Me and Tooru have a date with Nejire and Yuuyu, for which I have planned ahead and packed the Worst Wyvern. What am I forgetting?"

Sitting on Mina's desk, Tooru clicked her nailed gently against the surface. "I think that's it actually. And then we all have a call afterward. Other than that and classwork, we have… nothing planned."

Huh. After how hectic the past two weeks and change had been, that was a nice change of pace. Granted the evening was probably going to be pretty chaotic, what with Nejire existing and all, but Mina was not mad about having a nice normal day of classes to casually exist in. "Cool. Keep me updated, Madame Secretary."

Tooru giggled, swatting Mina playfully. "Why am I the secretary? I date back to the first days of this polycule. I should be like, the Vice Founder or something."

"You could be, but I feel like Tsuyu has had that role locked down since back when she started making shit really gay and this turned from my harem into a polycule." Mina did her best to visualize Tooru's position and then hesitantly reached up, awkwardly but successfully managing to poke the girl's nose. "If you want to challenge Tsuyu for that role…"

After considering that for a moment, Tooru shook her head. "You know what? Being your secretary sounds fine with me. Besides, someone has to keep you organized and Enmuko isn't enrolled here at UA with us."

Before Mina could respond, a significantly less purple member of the hoard slunk into the classroom and Mina let out an excited gasp. While it wasn't the hairstyle that she'd expected her girlfriend to show up with, she didn't hate it. "Kyouka! You look so cool! Come here, come here, come here!"

Kyouka made her way over to Mina's desk before reaching up and running her hand through her hair, a shy smile on her face. "You like it? I call it… the Kyouka."

"I do!" Mina slid out of her desk, hopping up so that she could reach out and run her fingers over the shaved side of Kyouka's head. It was literally just like Fuyumi's but that didn't make it any less fun to touch. "I thought you were getting a fade? I'm not mad. Just curious."

Gesturing up to her hair, Kyouka ran her hand upward along the opposite side of her head from where Mina was touching, going from the practically bare bottom up through some slightly longer buzzed hair to where it flared out into roughly five centimeter tufts on top. "Basically, the barber was concerned that I was being a bit too… aggressive? With the change? He was worried that if he just hit me with a close cut right out of the gate, that I'd hate it. So he just grabbed the scissors and started trimming away at me. We got to about here and I was like… you know what? I kinda like that. So instead of a fade, I have a Kyouka. Trademark pending."

Mou! Did that mean she couldn't get a Kyouka too? Because it looked so cool on her girlfriend that Mina was vaguely curious what it would look like on her. Leaning in, Mina shot a glance back over her shoulder at Iida, winked at the boy, and then proceeded to kiss Kyouka. "Well I think you look amazing and I'm all about it. It brings an energy that we definitely do not have enough of in this polycule. Maybe I should tell Trash Cat that she has to get us a butch girlfriend."

Kyouka cocked her head to the side as best she could with Mina petting her scalp. "Enmuko is getting a girlfriend?"

"As long as it's not a service worker? I'm all for it. We really are unfair to her, all of us being in class while she just… exists." Movement out of the corner of her eye had Mina looking over at the door and she jerked a bit in surprise. Hah! She'd noticed Aizawa today! "But we'll discuss that later. Go sit down before Aizawa loses his shit again."

As Kyouka hurried over to her seat, Aizawa swept into the room and eyed them all appraisingly. "Surprisingly, Ashido was the one to notice me. Ashido of all people. The rest of you need to do better." Reaching the podium, he shuffled through the papers on it before looking up at them. "Decent work on yesterday's combat training, you guys. I saw the video feeds and went over each of your team's results. Bakugou. Villains come in an unpredictable array of shapes and sizes. Expect the unexpected."

Scowling, Bakugou crossed his arms over his chest. "I should have. I mean, shit, she's taller than the grape and he's in the hero course."

"Which brings us to… Ashido." Mina perked up in her seat, gesturing to herself, and Aizawa sighed. "You can't rely on others forever. While you're here at UA High, I need you to focus on actual self-improvement."

Scoffing, Mina waved dismissively. "I do not! Because we're the Holy Hoard! We're always together and together we're unbeatable!" Looking over at Momo, she shot a finger gun at the ravenette. "Can you get your family's lawyers working on the trademark for that? Himiko said it yesterday and I really dig it."

Momo nodded agreeably and Aizawa let out another put upon sigh. "I can't stop you from utilizing your… resources… shall we say. Especially if All Might agrees they're viable for practicals. But consider this: what if one day your 'hoard' is occupied fighting somewhere without you and you encounter a villain. What will you do then?"

"…you did see my entrance exam performance, right? I'll Luna Arc the guy. Which reminds me. Miruko promised me mentorship." Pulling out her phone, Mina gestured to it. "I haven't really heard from her and I'm a bit too nervous to message a pro hero first. Are you guys setting that up, am I now in limbo because I'm awkward, did the author forget about that subplot..?"

Frowning, Aizawa consulted his notes. "I actually was supposed to talk to you about that yesterday. Miruko evidently showed up at the school in the afternoon and you weren't present. She was… not pleased with us."

Mina gasped. She could have been meeting with the world's most lethal rabbit instead of flirting with Pony and Reiko and Kinoko? She… hmm, that was a tough one. Because on one hand, Miruko. On the other hand, gay shenanigans. And she'd gotten kissed significantly more by the 1-B trio - and Fuyumi - than she would have by Miruko. Or at least she was pretty sure she wouldn't be getting kissed by Miruko? The woman had seemed fairly firm about needing Mina to be an appropriate age before that happened. "So do I need to free up all my afternoons, or..?"

Shaking his head, Aizawa strode over to Mina's desk and placed a piece of paper on it. "Tuesdays and Thursdays, report to Gym Delta after school and… may the gods have mercy on your soul. You could not pay me to take lessons from that maniac."

"That's the difference between you and me, Mister Aizawa. I would pay that woman to do… all sorts of things to me." Aizawa shuddered and Mina rubbed the back of her head. "That's another of those things that I shouldn't say to authority figures, isn't it?"

Aizawa let out a grunt and made his way back up to the podium without responding. "Let's get down to business. Our first task… will decide your future. You all need to pick a class representative."

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"Our first task… will decide your future. You all need to pick a class representative."

Bouncing out of her seat, Mina thrust her fist into the air excitedly… for all of a second. Then reality hit. She was a really busy girl. She had a hoard. She was about to have training with Miruko. Did she really have time to be the class representative? There was leadership to display. Meetings to go to. A good example to set. That aspect alone destroyed Mina's desire to be the representative. She was a terrible influence on a lot of people!

Mina sank back into her seat as chaos erupted around her, almost every boy vainly proclaiming their suitability for the role. As if any of them possibly had a chance. If her group colluded, they controlled forty percent of all votes in the class. One of the boys would have to rally almost every remaining vote in class to overcome that. The question therefore became… who did Mina want to throw her support behind?

Momo was the obvious choice. She was educated, refined, intelligent, and already had some experience being a leader in the field of heroics from her time as a vigilante. Not that Mina could mention the last one in class… but she could absolutely think it. Granted Momo would probably give Tsuyu and Mina at a minimum preferential treatment, but who in their little hoard wasn't at least slightly biased?

Although that did raise the question of… what about Tsuyu? She had literal big sister energy, had a fairly level head, and got along with almost everyone. That being said, she did have two younger siblings to worry about that staying after on a regular basis for representative duties might get in the way of. Then again, having twenty-four girlfriends was also probably getting in the way of taking care of her siblings and that hadn't stopped Mina from dating her, so… hmm.

Wait. What about Ochako and her recent surge of mommy dom energy? That could make for a good representative. She was also big on street smarts and practical experience, which was something that Momo lacked. Momo didn't have to be the class representative to be the Chief Hoard Tutor. Or even Chief Class Tutor if the ravenette was feeling generous. So which did Mina value more in her leader: street smarts or book smarts?

Hmm. Mina let her gaze wander the classroom. What if they looped Mineta in to secure a ninth vote and then split their voting five and four, securing both the representative and the vice representative for the hoard? Then she could theoretically have both at the same time. Wait. Was that how things worked in Aizawa's classroom? "Mister Aizawa! How do we decide who the vice representative is?"

"Considering I haven't even told you how you're supposed to pick a representative, that may be getting ahead of yourself, Ashido." Tired eyes surveying the classroom, Aizawa shrugged. "In truth, I don't care how you come up with the positions. Either of them. If you want to take this to Gym Alpha and have a battle royale and the last two people standing are the representative and vice representative, that's perfectly fine with me. Or you can vote on it. Or pick names out of a hat. As long as you have a representative and vice representative by the end of the day, you're free to handle this amongst yourselves however you choose."

Izumi thrust her hand into the air excitedly. "I'm in favor of the battle royale option. Anyone else?"

In perfect synchronicity, all eleven of the non-Bakugou boys turned to look at her and shouted a singular unified answer. "We don't want to fight All Might's daughter!"

Sinking back into her seat, Izumi pouted. "That's fair, I suppose."

Right. Time for her to take control. Hopping to her feet again, Mina surveyed the classroom. "I really don't care what the rest of you think to be honest. Hoard. Hoard plus Mineta. Who wants to be the class rep?" Momo, Ochako, and Izumi all raised their hands. Which made sense. It really wasn't Kyouka's thing, Fuyumi had her hands full training after school with her father, Tooru was Mina's secretary, and… huh, Tsuyu didn't want it? Well, that simplified things considerably. "Okay, so we have two spots and three candidates. What do I want to do with this?"

Iida chopped his hand aggressively. "Ashido! We should settle this in a democratic manner and-"

"I know, Iida, I am." Mina gestured to herself and then spread her arms wide. "Do the math. I can bribe Mineta stupidly easy. So I have… nine votes. Which one of you boys is going to get ten votes out of eleven? You don't even know each other. You're not going to vote for each other. At the end of the day, I control the fate of democracy in this classroom. I am the power behind the throne. And you need to accept that."

Frowning, Iida continued to chop his hand albeit at a slower pace. "Realistically speaking, you are… not wrong. While I would like to think that I have the necessary qualities to be a leader, would nine of my classmates agree with me? Chances are slim. We may have to resign ourselves to accepting your party's control of this classroom. How bothersome."

Mina cackled and threw her hands into the air. "Welcome to life in a Minacracy! I promise to be a benevolent shadow dictator." Turning to her girlfriends, the rosette hummed thoughtfully. "Yaomomo, I feel like that given you host us on the regular and also your connection to Saiko, you may have enough on your plate at the moment. Thoughts?"

"Are you taking into consideration my, shall we say, extracurricular activities with Mei and Saiko?" Mina nodded as Mineta slid out of his desk and did a pushup. Momo made a thoughtful noise. "I genuinely hadn't considered the future of my, erm, activities in light of my new educational status. You may have a point, you may not. That being said, I also do have responsibilities to Himiko and Eri that I shouldn't be so quick to overlook. I withdraw my candidacy. Izumi, Ochako, may the best woman win."

Bounding across the classroom, Ochako planted her hands on Izumi's desk and leaned in. "You know what, I'll pay Mina royalties for stealing her bit. I propose that we settle the matter of who gets to be the class representative by… mouth-to-mouth combat."

The corner of Izumi's mouth quirked upward. "Don't you mean hand-to-hand-combat?"

Ochako shook her head resolutely. "I do not."

The pair looked over at Aizawa who let out a pained sigh. "I did say you could decide on the representative however you wanted. It would be illogical to introduce additional stipulations to the proceedings at this point." With that said, the man pulled out his sleeping bag and slid into it, pointedly curling up with his face toward the front wall of the classroom.

Sliding into Izumi's lap, Ochako tangled her hands in the taller girl's hair and tilted her head back. She grinned wickedly and then leaned down, smashing her lips against Izumi's, her body melding against her girlfriend's roughly enough that Izumi was pressed back in her seat, the metal framework groaning slightly in protest at the abuse.

Opening and then shutting his mouth, Mineta observed the spectacle for several seconds before dropping to the floor and starting in on a steady stream of pushups.

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In the end, Izumi's horny-powered quirk proved to be no match for Ochako's sheer dominant energy and the brunette became the official hoard-backed candidate for class representative. Unsurprisingly, she went on to collect nine votes out of twenty, securing the position for herself. Also unsurprisingly, she was a magnanimous enough victor to name Izumi as her vice representative. Which also made sense because they lived and commuted together. They now had… almost all the time in most days to handle representative business together.

Mina was excited for the future of their class.

After the elections came their four core classes, which she barely managed to avoid dozing off during. While logically she knew that remaining in the hero course was dependent on her scraping together grades that were acceptable at minimum, it was all just so… boring. When was she ever going to need to know classical literature in the field? Where was the science class? Science was her jam. Especially chemistry.

When the fourth bell rang, Mina groaned and stretched her arms and legs out before rising to her feet and bouncing on her toes to get her blood circulating. It was time for what was officially the best part of the school day: lunch. Given that they'd visited the day before, she wasn't expecting Enmuko or Himiko again, but she still had plenty of cute girlfriends to spend time with.

Hurrying through the lunch line - and collecting the biggest spoonful of natto that Lunch Rush would give her when paying for a single serving - Mina made her way over to an empty table and promptly staked her claim on it. She'd considered assigned seating, but making that fair and equitable seemed really complicated and so she was just going to… see how things went today.

The rosette jumped and let out a squawk of surprise as a pair of arms wrapped around her and then fangs sank into her neck before relaxing back into it. She knew exactly one person who would just up and bite her randomly, and while she was surprised and a bit confused, she wasn't against it. Once Himiko had drank her fill, the blonde tumbled into the seat next to her with a lazy grin on her face. "So, they dropped a new love language. A sixth one. It's biting."

"Himiko! Hi! Um, I don't know if we have practicals today but uh, please ask before doing that? I can't be passing out during an activity." The blonde mumbled something vaguely apologetic and Mina leaned in to kiss her bloody lips. "What are you doing here? Where's Eri? And… you're looking very male."

Himiko looked down at herself and nodded. She was in fact wearing the male uniform at the moment, so Mina's observation wasn't inaccurate. "Yeah, uh, you guys mentioned that the hero course uniforms have different shoulders from the other courses. So I waited outside and watched for someone with the right shoulders and then I offered to let them have a half day if they let me take their place. And then we had a bit of back and forth and he said it was super manly that I loved you enough to pull something like this-"

Groaning, Mina shook her head in amusement. "Kiri."

"-and so he's been exploring Musutafu all morning while I was in class with you. We have to switch back after lunch, but… worth it." Himiko pressed her lips to Mina's again before ducking her head and peering up at the rosette. "It was worth it, right?"

Nodding enthusiastically, Mina graced Himiko with the longest and deepest kiss yet. "Absolutely. I love seeing you. Even when it's unexpected. No. Especially when it's unexpected. That doesn't answer the Eri question though. Or… how did you get here without anyone knowing?"

Himiko jerked a thumb at Momo as the ravenette slid into her seat while carefully balancing two trays of food. "She was having fun inspecting Enmuko's tonsils this morning so I just went… sneak sneak sneak and grabbed onto Enmuko from behind. And then made myself scarce when we got to Musutafu. Eri is with Yuu; I'm going to take her back after lunch and let Yuu use my makeup to pretty herself up for Izumi."

All of that… seemed fair, although Mina was going to have to have a word with Enmuko about situational awareness and hitchhikers. Today it was Himiko. Tomorrow it could be Eri. "So, what do you think of UA so far?"

"I am… so glad that I decided to pursue a fulfilling career as a stay at home mom. This place is boring as hell." Himiko grabbed Mina's chopsticks and promptly stole a bit of the rosette's rice. "Also, genuine question from my viewers that I agreed to forward to you as the brains of this operation." Hmm? "Does having Eri in fact make me a MILF?"

Ooh, interesting question. Mina furrowed her brow in thought even as she opened her mouth so that Himiko could shove some food into it. Eri did refer to Himiko as 'Mama Mama' and see her as one of the - if not the - primary caretakers in her life. And Mina did want to fuck Himiko. So in conclusion? "Probably. If I say yes, can I be embarrassing and wear an 'I Love Hot Moms' shirt in pictures with you?"

Himiko raised an eyebrow. "Can I be embarrassing and wear an 'I Love Hot Moms' shirt in pictures as you? With Yaomomo, obviously."

"Hmm. Seems legit." The two girls high fived over Momo's indignant sputters, and then Mina promptly stole a gyouza from the ravenette's tray. She offered the girl a smug smile as she ate it, swallowing before winking playfully. "Whatcha gonna do about it?"

Momo promptly stole the bowl of natto from Mina's tray, ate one mouthful, and then immediately put it back. "I thought that was going to be cute and playful of me, but… never mind."

Grinning, Mina ate some of her returned natto. "Shoulda challenged me to mouth-to-mouth combat. That seems to be the order of the day."

"I would consider it, but I only have so much time for lunch and a sizable quantity to consume if I wish to be prepared for whatever awaits us this afternoon." Fair. Very fair. That actually made Mina feel a little bad about stealing from Momo's tray. That gyouza could have become like, necessary medical supplies or something. "I do wonder what we're going to be doing for our class this afternoon. Mister Aizawa warned us that it will not always be practical work, but I'm wondering if that means strict book work or if things like learning first aid techniques would qualify as 'theoretical'."

See, this is why they kept Momo around. The girl was full of thoughtful thoughts. Mina shrugged and grabbed her bowl of rice, holding it between her and Himiko so they could both eat from it easily. "No idea. God, I hope so. Meaning if half our days or more of Foundational Heroics is reading from a book, I think I'm going to die."

Suddenly, something went whipping past overhead and Himiko looked up sharply. "What the hell?"

Mina looked back and forth curiously and then ducked as a bowl of rice went sailing by overhead a bit too low for comfort. "Uh, I second that one. And elevate it. What the fuck?"

From the direction of the original unidentified flying object came a loud bellow. "Food fight!"

Hopping to her feet, Mina curled her wings around herself to protect herself from someone's container of pudding before flaring them wide and returning fire with a bowl of vegetables. "Fuck yeah, food fight!"

"I dare you to touch my food." Momo hunched forward, spreading her arms protectively over the spread of dishes in front of her as she glared at Mina. "I, erm, double dog dare you? It is two dogs, correct?"

Mina's response was cut off by getting hit in the face with... where the fuck did someone get a hamburger from?

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"So. You all survived the unpleasant incident this afternoon. Given that several students are currently still with Recovery Girl because they got trampled in the chaos? Color me impressed."

Snitch that he was, Iida immediately pointed a finger at Mina. "Ashido and her… her entourage-"

"Her hoard, Iida! God! I am a dragon! I have a hoard!"

"Yes. Quite. Mister Aizawa, Ashido and her hoard participated in the food fight! That is conduct that is deeply unbecoming of a student of the hero course!" Iida vibrated in his seat, clearly personally offended by her conduct. "That is a flagrant violation of school policy and should not be allowed to stand."

Aizawa's tired eyes swept over to rest on Mina. "Ashido. Rebuttal?"

Looking back over her shoulder, Mina stuck her tongue out at Iida before turning back to her teacher. "Okay but first of all, they started it. I was just defending myself. Second of all? To a woman, my hoard remained safe and untrampled for the entire incident. I got a little messy, sure, but I also got a free burger out of the deal? Which I ate? And it had pickles! But yeah. After the whole food fight incident, we calmly returned to our classroom after the emergency was over. Compare that to the fact that the dumb electric boy has a literal footprint on his face right now."

Ducking his head, Kaminari let out a despondent sigh. "I thought it wouldn't be noticeable. I was wrong."

"So yeah. Okay. I had a little fun. But I also took care of my girls and several other cute girls that crossed my path. I kept my head. I didn't end up getting sucked into the official UA mosh pit. And then I returned to my class in a neat and orderly fashion." Mina crossed her arms over her chest defiantly. "I did nothing wrong."

After a long pause, Aizawa eventually nodded in agreement, making Mina sit up a bit straighter. "As they say, all work and no play make a dull hero student. Granted I would have preferred you be a positive influence on the other students and try to control the situation… but if the Big Three couldn't establish order, it would be irrational of me to expect you to."

Mina shot a smug look back at Iida before rubbing her stomach. "We even helped eat some of the food that people let behind when they ran off. Ochako spearheaded that initiative. Remind me to reward her later."

"Given what that reward likely will be, forgive me if I do not." Aizawa took a deep breath before gesturing to the wall where their costume cases were being stored. "Yesterday, you had your first tasted of the costumed lifestyle. It may not have completely agreed with you. So today, we will be visiting the support classes, who are tasked with maintaining your costumes after the initial design and construction. If you've discovered any shortcomings that need to be rectified? They're the people to talk to. These sessions will recur intermingled with your practical sessions to give you opportunities to tweak your costume until you're happy with it."

Aoyama raised his hand lazily. "And if we are satisfied with our costumes as they are, professeur?"

Shrugging, Aizawa waved dismissively. "Use your phone. Meet and mingle with the support students. Stand in the corner. As long as you're not disruptive, I honestly don't care."

Well. She didn't need any help with her most excellent and satisfactory costume, so she knew what she was going to be doing. Vibrating eagerly, Mina leapt out of her desk and dashed over to retrieve her costume case. "Mei time, Mei time, school sanctioned Mei time!"

Making her way over more sedately - but not by much - Kyouka was also quick to claim her costume case. "I suppose seeing Mitoku during the day will be kinda fun."

"Oh! Oh! Idea!" Mina looped her arm around the smaller violette's shoulders and guided her away as the rest of the class made a semi-orderly dash for their own costumes. "What if you have a catchphrase. Like I was talking with Reiko for a while yesterday and she likes to say that things are 'spooky'. Or Kiri has 'manly'. Like what if we used 'rocking' to describe all the stuff you're into? So like, we suppose seeing Mitoku during the day would be rocking."

After considering it for a moment, Kyouka shook her head. "Stop trying to make fetch happen."

Mina scoffed and bumped her hip against Kyouka's. "Oh come on, it's not a bad idea. I don't really have a persona that would work with, but your rocker aesthetic is tailor made for a catchphrase like that."

"Thanks but no thanks. I don't want to steal Reiko's gimmick. Especially before I've even met her properly." Kyouka considered that as they passed through the door and began heading down the hall to the support labs. "Apart from Itsuka, I've yet to do much personal mingling with the 1-B girls. I should probably change that. Although I do now have Itsuka to manage. Maybe take a page out of your book? Grab Itsuka and then be like… hey two other girls from 1-B, want to double date to a cafe this afternoon?"

Aww, cafe date sounded cute. Knowing Nejire, she was probably bound for whatever love hotel was closest to the UA campus this afternoon. Or possibly a back alley. Her senpai didn't seem particularly picky. "I feel like Yui and Reiko and you and Itsuka would be an interesting combination? Just like, the four of you enjoying the vibe together. Soaking up the ambiance."

Kyouka cocked her head to the side. "That's a whole lot of introverts on a single date. Might be great. Might be terrible." Pulling out her phone, she shrugged. "One way to find out, I guess."

Woo! Dates! Izumi had Yuu coming her way. Someone probably… wait no, Himiko would have to be home to swap Eri duties with Yuu. But okay. Izumi and Yuu. Her and Tooru and Nejire and Yuuyu. Kyouka and Itsuka and Yui and Reiko. Some good dating going on this afternoon. Mina was… all about it, and couldn't wait to hear all the details when they logged in for their nightly video chat.

Given that she wasn't really moving with any haste, the rest of the class caught up with them by the time they reached the support labs. Mina still took the lead by sliding the door open and peering inside, quickly catching Mei's eye because… well, of course her girlfriend was going to be the most observant girl in the class. Sight quirk and all. Mei came rushing over, only to skid to a stop in front of Iida. She looked him up and down thoughtfully before leaning in and invading his personal space. "You're the one with the engines in your legs, aren't you? Hmm. You're sort of… handsome in a distinguished way. Maybe I'm bisexual?"

Before Mina could even protest that - because eww, Iida - the boy himself destroyed any chance that he might have with Mei. Reaching out, he placed his hands on her shoulders and forced her back several steps. "Miss! While I am quite flattered, it's entirely inappropriate to be discussing your sexual orientation in a public setting. Furthermore, you are ostensibly one of our support technicians, which would essentially make this akin to a workplace romance, which is highly questionable."

"Never mind. Still a lesbian." Recoiling, Mei scooted over a few steps and then leaned in toward Mina and Kyouka, lowering her voice just the slightest bit. "Although I still do have daddy issues."

Kyouka smirked faintly as she waved a jack to get Mei's attention. Once she had it, she reached up and ran one hand through her newly shortened hair. "You can call me Daddy if you want."

"Deal!"

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"Why is there a Cricut in the support labs? Like, that seems very… amateur hour?"

Mei glanced over at the device in question before shrugging and turning back to what she was working on with Izumi. "Rapid prototyping. Most costume details are purely aesthetic appliqué work for our costume department. Before someone puts that kind of effort in? Muslin prototype. Heat transfer vinyl. Print. Peel. Stick. Proof of concept."

Huh. That actually… made considerably more sense than Mina had been expecting. There was a small computer plugged directly into the vinyl cutting device and she made her way over to it and poked the mouse. The screen woke to display the desktop. No password? Guess they wanted her to play with it!

Sitting down, Mina deftly navigated through a very well organized hierarchy of folders, finding her class as a whole and then the files related to Kyouka's costume in particular. Opening the Photoshop document for the logo on the girl's shirt, she stared at it thoughtfully. "Hmm. This needs something."

"What does it need, oh illustrious leader?" Earjacks curled loosely around Mina's neck as Kyouka leaned down to rest her chin atop the rosette's fluffy head. Mina spread her wings a bit and then curled them forward around the desk, giving her girlfriend better access to her back. "I'm kinda fond of this logo to be honest. I sampled seventeen pictures of you and averaged the pinks to get the color."

Nodding, Mina color sampled the logo and set it as the foreground color. "No, I just… I kinda wanna produce a bunch of these for us. I think they'd be great for events where we need to present as a team, but in a more casual way than if we all showed up in our hero costumes. What if..?"

Mina selected the font tool and created a text box below and right justified from the main logo. Then she carefully pecked out the katakana for her hero name in the box. Kyouka made a curious noise. "Shirts with our name on them? That's… an idea."

"Shirts with our hero name on them." Erasing her name, Mina replaced it with 'Kyouji' and then tilted her head back, peering upward. "The Heartthrob Hero?"

A soft chuckle escaped Kyouka. "It's infinitely better than calling myself Earphone Jack. I'll take it." Reaching in, she took the mouse from Mina, highlighted her name, and then began cycling through fonts. "I don't want like, super dry machine made font with my hand drawn logo. I want something a little bit more… I don't know, lively?"

Mina held her hand up, and then pointed to her left. "Go back." Kyouka obliged and the rosette bounced a little in her seat. "That one. Otsutome. That looks perfect."

Kyouka made an agreeable noise. "It's sort of got a calligraphy vibe but it's not too brushy or stylized. It's more readable than my kanji work so if all else fails, at least people will know our names. Hmm. Can we add a white outline?" When Mina hesitated, Kyouka chuckled softly. "Click up on Layer. Layer Style, Stroke."

Following instructions, Mina found herself staring at a reasonably intuitive window as a black border promptly leapt up around her text. She perked up. Look at her go! She could absolutely be a graphic designer! The box for changing color was super obvious, so she swapped it for white and then began tinkering with how thick the line was. After a minute or so, she was happy with her results and peered upward again. "Well?" Kyouka gave her neck an approving squeeze with her earjacks and Mina let out a throaty little moan. "Harder, Daddy."

"See I was joking about that. Did not expect you and Mei to take me seriously. In hindsight, I probably should have." That being said, Kyouka made no move to release her grip on Mina's neck, draping her arms over the rosette's shoulders and down her front. "Question though. If I'm Daddy, who's Mommy?"

Bouncing over, Ochako mashed her breasts into the side of Mina's face as she hugged the girl. Then there was the sound of a quick kiss, which Mina assumed the brunette was bestowing upon Kyouka. "Did someone call me?"

Kyouka made a thoughtful noise. "You know what? I'm for it." She gave Ochako another kiss before raising one hand to gesture to the computer screen. "What do you think?"

Keeping her breasts pressed against Mina's face - which she did not mind in the least - Ochako peered at the screen. "You're changing your costume shirt? Oh! Kyouji? Like a combination of Kyouka and prince? I love it."

"Mina was thinking of like, a casual team outfit for all of us." Kyouka completely unsubtly ran the fingers of one hand across the tops of Mina's breasts as an example. "So would you wear that with 'Uravity' printed where my name is?"

Ochako thought for a moment before nodding eagerly. "Can I get like, a sorta slouchy, off one shoulder top? Or are we all going to have basic tees?"

That sounded fun as hell! Hmm. They could probably fit it on a tank top. Hmm. Even with twenty-four of them, they didn't really have a girlfriend with a particularly defensive quirk. Could Mina convince them to get a Tank Top for the hoard? Wait. Focus. Ochako had asked a question. "I feel like as long as all of us are in black shirts, short answer: yes?"

"Cool. Then sure, yeah, let's do it." Ochako gave one particularly insistent press of her breasts against Mina's head before pulling away. "You guys should come see what are Top Two are up to at the moment."

Saving the edited file, Mina stretched her arms up over her head and then waited for Kyouka to release her before climbing to her feet. Off to the side were a series of platforms where support students were buzzing around Izumi and Fuyumi. Mina waved excitedly. "What's going on?"

Izumi gestured down at the flouncy little skirt she was wearing. It was made of a drab, off white fabric but it served its purpose as a mock up well enough. "First things first… imagine how much ass I can throw around in something like this? When I throw this ass back, somebody better catch it."

Across the room, Mineta perked up and offered an enthusiastic thumbs up.

Nodding appreciatively, Mina rubbed her chin. "I like it, I like it. Green with black accents again?"

"Actually, I'm redoing my entire outfit to be red with white accents instead of green and black." Izumi gestured down at herself excitedly. "Now that I'm openly my father's daughter? I can actually wear a costume that directly draws on his. So I'm completely rebranding myself in my father's colors."

Huh. Neat. Red and white and blue and yellow… probably wouldn't look horrible on Izumi's very green form? Or maybe it was going to be red dominant, like his Silver Age costume? Red and green went together well. Mina gave the verdette an excited thumbs up before turning to Fuyumi, who had traded her military lolita dress for something altogether less covering but with clearly identifiable design motifs. "Taking after your dad too?"

"If the slutty Endeavor cosplay doesn't give him an aneurysm, the first time I kiss All Mighty Girl over there in public absolutely will." Fuyumi gestured to her exposed midriff and then down at the expanse of bare leg between the edge of her shorts and her tall - but not as tall as Izumi's - boots. "Besides, I'm primarily a ranged fighter. If I ever have to worry about my bare skin in a fight, I have bigger problems."

And in the meantime, it was going to be super fun to look at!

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"Do you think our senpai have longer classes than us? Or..?"

"Maybe they stopped to have sex in the bathroom again?"

Mina eyed Mineta appraisingly for a moment and then nodded her head in approval as he stayed motionless between her and Tooru as they relaxed under a tree. Kyouka had been right. The courtyard in front of the school had a great atmosphere for relaxing. Just… sit back and casually watch the people go by. Talk. Chill. Exist. Good times. "No pushups?"

After a moment's consideration, Mineta shrugged hesitantly. "Nejire… sorta scares me? Like, she would grind my hips into dust. She would literally destroy me. She's pretty. Really really pretty. But at the same time I have like, a hint of self-preservation. She's pretty but I really like living, you know?"

That was all incredibly valid of Mineta. Mina liked living too. Personally, she thought he was being a little over dramatic… or maybe not, considering that Nejire had fucked Tsuyu half to death in less than hour? Reaching up, she tugged at her tie nervously. Was Tooru enough reinforcement to be bringing to the upcoming battle? Was it too late to try and swing a triple date? Oh. And Mina had a follow up question for Mineta. "What about Yuuyu?"

Snorting, the boy rolled over on the grass and promptly did three pushups in rapid succession. "Would."

Based! Yuuyu was hot as hell! And probably a pretty talented lover after two and a half years of being subjected to Nejire's appetites. Wait. There was one her, one Tooru, and one Yuuyu. It was a three on one battle coming her way. Surely the three of them working together could manage to handle Nejire… right?

Sinking back into the grass, Mina let her thoughts be lewd for a bit before shaking her head to clear it. There would be time for that later. Hmm. What else could they talk about? As an extrovert, Mina had never met a silence that didn't seem awkward to her. "Do you ever wonder what you might be like in alternate universes?"

"Is this another one of your fourth wall things?" Tooru lifted her head off the grass, peering across Mineta at Mina. Obviously Mina couldn't see the girl's face, but her tone was… more curious than condemning, which was a nice change of pace. Maybe her favorite personality quirk was finally growing on her girlfriend? "Like, you're asking us what we think we might be like in other, uh, stories?"

Mina sat up on the grass, crossing her legs beneath her. "Well I wasn't going to phrase it like that but since you did? Yes. Absolutely. That. What do you think you're like in other stories?"

A thoughtful noise escaped Tooru. "I genuinely don't know. Am I invisible in every story, you think? It's such a big part of me that I can barely imagine not being invisible but… what if I have a different quirk in another story?"

Oh that was a really interesting question. Mina looked down at her very pink hands and then back over her shoulder at her even more visible mutation. Were there universes where… she wasn't a dragon? Or wasn't pink? What an interesting thought! "I mean, quirks are part of our genetics, right?" Tooru made a noise of vague agreement. "So here's a question. Would it even be us if we didn't have the same quirk? Like, if we were fundamentally genetically different in another story, would it still be a 'Mina' or a 'Tooru' or would it be like… a sibling? Some other child that our parent had?"

Propping himself up on his elbows, Mineta considered that. "Or is the end result all that matters? Like, think about variants in the Marvel universe. Like… think about Loki. There's a woman Loki. And a dark-skinned Loki. And an alligator Loki. All of those are Lokis. So if that's how we view, uh, other stories about us? Then wouldn't a version of us with a different quirk still be us?"

"Huh. You make a good point, GrapeShot. Also, I really hope there's a pink furred capybara Mina out there somewhere in the multiverse." Mina stuck her nose up in the air proudly. "I pull up."

Tooru giggled softly. "You would make an amazing capybara. But no, getting back to me… I feel like I'd be invisible in most stories, although maybe I'd be better at controlling it in some of them? Like, I didn't really take myself seriously until recently and I paid for it. I can barely control my quirk; if it wasn't useful like this, I wouldn't be here."

Something occurred to Mina and she giggled back at her girlfriend. "Imagine if you had a quirkless friend. You could pretend to be their quirk. Like, you could be their Dark Shadow. Just run around beating the shit out of people and they could call it short-range telekinesis or something."

"Oh! Oh! Or I could be their Stand!" Tooru shot upright and flexed her arms before throwing a few punches. "Just call me Invisible Touch. I could swoop around and beat the shit out of villains and we could just tell everyone that I'm the manifestation of their fighting spirit or something."

As the two girls giggled at the idea, Mineta slowly sat up. "I feel like in a lot of stories, I'm not as lucky as I am here? Like, I… wasn't a really great person before I met Izumi. I'm barely a tolerable person still. Izumi literally adores the fact that I'm a pervert because it's good for her quirk and that's… like, one in a million odds? I would love to think that she found me in every universe, but I feel like we're probably not… soulmates or whatever you want to call it?"

Mina tore up a handful of grass and threw it at Mineta. "Way to bring the mood down." Cocking her head to the side, the rosette regarded her metamour curiously. "Do you really think that way?"

"Like, I have spent more allowance money on porn than some people receive in their entire childhood. Literally the one thing keeping me from voicing every perverse thought that crosses my mind is the abject terror of fucking up the sole singular good thing to ever happen to me." Mineta shrugged morosely. "So yeah. I feel like in stories where Izumi didn't find me? I'm probably a much worse person and… not really well liked by most people."

Leaning over, Mina wrapped her arms around Mineta's shoulders. "I'm sure you're fine. I mean, everyone has their come to Jesus moment eventually. Maybe you have some rough times but I'm sure you figure things out eventually. Izumi or no Izumi."

Mineta sighed softly. "Yeah. Maybe. I don't know. What about you, Toyotama? What do you think you're like in other stories?"

Straightening up, Mina brought her hand up to her chest. "Well, I mean, given that my mother has a healing quirk and that's a big portion of what I ended up with? Just, radically mutated? I feel like it's probably a given that I have a healing quirk in most stories. Maybe I'm like, a flirty support heroine? Like a cute nurse type? Possibly a support hero, possibly in the support course. I feel like if I had a healing quirk, I'd have the good sense to put it to the best possible use and be a healer like Recovery Girl… but I am awfully stupid, so who even knows. Um, my parents are my parents, so I feel like I'm probably some shade of pink or red in most stories? I hope to God I'm lesbian in every story because boys are just… eww."

"Speaking as a boy? Yeah. A lot of boys are eww."

"Thank God you're one of the good ones, GrapeShot."

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"Everyone always talking about alpha males and beta males. When we gonna get full release males? Are males ever gonna leave early access?"

"Oh my god, I know!" Swinging their conjoined arms back and forth as they walked, Nejire shuddered. "Someone told Mirio the other day that he has an alpha male personality and so he looked it up online and found ABO stuff and I was just like, my sweet summer child, noooooo!"

Mina let out a shudder of sympathy. Both for Mirio for being exposed to it, and Nejire for being adjacent to said exposure. Mirio had probably had plenty of questions about what he found. She wouldn't want to be stuck explaining ABO to anyone either. "Noooooo!"

From two girls away on the other side of Yuuyu, Tooru let out a soft snicker. "It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single alpha in possession of a good fortune must be in want of an omega."

Scowling, Mina raised her free hand and shook a finger at Tooru. "Mou! I recognize that quote, obviously. You leave my All Might and Endeavor fiction out of this. How else was I supposed to have All Might impregnate Endeavor without introducing secondary genders? Them having a child together is a key part of their enemies to lovers arc and living happily ever after."

The group came to an abrupt stop several meters from the UA gate as all three girls turned to stare at Mina. Finally, Yuuyu dared to speak. "You… you called it a 'pup', didn't you?"

"Um, yeah? What else was I supposed to call it? A child? Pfft." Mina gave a tug on Nejire's arm, coaxing the older girl back into motion. "I'm not going to lie, I'm super curious what we're doing for our date. So far I've been in charge of coordinating most of the dates I've been on. Wait. No. Literally all of them. So letting you plan something for me is a nice change of pace."

Nejire offered a peace sign with her free hand. "I feel like you're going to like it? If nothing else, Yuuyu and I are going to like it so your loss is our gain." The salmon-haired girl vibrated excitedly as they reached the gate and passed through. Fishing out her phone, Nejire tapped out a message. "Okay so first time being teleported. Let's go, Enmuko!"

Wait, Enmuko was in on things? And she hadn't told Mina? That was… actually no, she was digging this whole surprise date adventure. Thanks for not blabbing, Enmuko. The world went dark for a few seconds and then Mina found herself standing in front of her foggiest girlfriend in front of the gated entrance to… somewhere. "Trash Cat! Where are we?"

"Somewhere I had to take two trains and a bus to reach." Enmuko closed the distance between them before reaching out to tap Nejire on the nose. "You're lucky that Himiko was willing to swap Eri with Yuu in Musutafu and then let her experience the train home. Please try to plan ahead better next time?"

Nejire nodded and darted in to press a quick kiss to Enmuko's lips, doing so with startling accuracy for a girl who had never kissed their resident cloud before. "In my defense, this was super last minute. Are you still okay to swap back to Musutafu so we can all go home from there? I feel like commuting home from Itou would be… long?"

Nodding in agreement, Enmuko waved to Mina and then to Tooru for good measure. "Have fun. See you on the ride home." And then she folded in on herself and was gone, leaving the four girls standing in front of… where were they?

Well, Mina could read signs obviously. "Izu Shaboten Zoo?" She racked her name for why that particular zoo was lodged in the incredibly eclectic storehouse of information that she called a brain, and then it hit her. "Wait! Are we going to the capybara onsen?!"

"We are!" Nejire led Mina forward to the ticket booth, where she quickly paid for admission for all four of them. Which… made sense, given this entire thing was her idea. Also, it was super nice to be treated. Maybe she'd have to let Nejire take her more places? "Not only is there a capybara onsen - the original capybara onsen - but there's an area where you can pet and feed capybara! And a quirked capybara!"

Mina gasped delightedly. Like most of Japan, she absolutely adored capybara. Sure, they were the world's largest rodent, but they were less of rats and more of like… semi-aquatic guinea pigs? Given that she had no idea where she was going, she was forced to let Nejire lead the way and for some odd reason, the girl wasn't moving as fast as normal? Building suspense, maybe? Mou! She wanted capybara now!

Inevitably they made their way to the one exhibit that Mina most wanted to see and she let out a squeal as she darted forward to lean against the railing. Capybara! Big ones! And babybara too! It was an entire capybara family, just chilling in an open air bath. And there were flower petals floating in the water, making the entire scene more picturesque. "This is absolutely amazing! I don't care what else happens today, this is definitely in the top ten dates I've ever had."

Sidling up next to her, Tooru bumped her hip against Mina's. "Have you even been on ten dates so far?"

"Um, yes. I've been on plenty of dates since the entrance exam. Like, daily dates for most of that period. And that period exceeds ten days, so by process of elimination, I have been on at least ten dates and so this one can claim to be in the ten best dates." Mina blew a raspberry at Tooru before turning back to the exhibit. "I wonder how much trouble I'd get in if I climbed in there with them?"

Yuuyu let out an exhausted groan. "Please don't trespass in the zoo exhibit. This country doesn't have enough of a bail system for you to casually be committing crimes, and I don't want to have to explain to the rest of the girls how you managed to get incarcerated on our date."

Scoffing, Mina tossed her head. "I have Enmuko. No prison could hold me. Besides, a lot of offenses are just tickets. You pay them and you get on with your life. Did you know that making a girl cum too loud is a ticketable offense?"

"Okay so that's not the first time someone has made a reference to that and I am… deeply curious as to the context." Nejire snuggled up on the side that Tooru wasn't occupying, leaning in close to Mina. "Context the hell out of me, kouhai."

Grinning wickedly, Mina leaned over so her face was centimeters away from Nejire's. "Okay so Yaomomo, Saiko, and Chitose and I went out to a restaurant. And then Yaomomo evidently had a… is it exhibitionism if you just want to have sex in public and not necessarily be seen?"

Nejire nodded her head sagely. "It is! Exhibitionism is just the act of exposing yourself in a public setting! There doesn't necessarily need to be anyone around! Just you being in public!"

Huh. Good to know. Mina shook her head to get her thoughts on track. "So anyway, Yaomomo is an exhibitionist and wanted to-"

Yuuyu let out an exasperated sigh. "I just want to watch the capybara."

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"So, I'm not going to lie, I was expecting this to be hornier. You sort of have a reputation that you're not living up to."

Mina… didn't feel like she was wrong, or being particularly rude? Just honest. They'd watched the capybara bathe for a while, and then made their way along a string of other exhibits to where the capybara encounter was located. For a hundred yen, machines would dispense hay for people to feed the capybara. Mina had found… a bunch of hundred yen coins in her bag. And she'd gotten to meet Gort! The capybara with a quirk! Which… considering most animals were strangely chill around capybara, Mina wasn't entirely sure how they could prove his quirk was in fact Pacifying Aura. But she'd pet a bunch of coconut doggies. A good day all around.

Given that they were all in above average physical condition, walking to a nearby restaurant hadn't been a hardship at all, and now they were ensconced in a booth at Hanaizumi, a quaint little traditional Japanese restaurant. And Mina was… completely unfucked? Despite - at least to her possibly dirty mind - several notable opportunities? She was a little confused, to be honest.

Smirking, Nejire extended her tongue further than anyone Mina had ever met who didn't have a beneficial quirk, curling it around the piece of sushi held between her chopsticks and pulling it into her mouth. "I can't be getting predictable. I need to keep you guessing."

Mina reached up to tug at the collar of her blouse at the display. "Oh. I mean, I wasn't necessarily complaining? Just stating a fact. Between what Yuuyu says about you, the whole Tsuyu thing, and then Ochako yesterday… yeah."

"Mmm. Like I said, I can't be getting predictable. That's boring. So maybe we're just going to have a cute romantic date today." Nejire picked up another piece of sushi and snared it with her tongue again, chewing and swallowing before winking. "Or maybe I'm going to eat you until your legs give out in the bathroom before we leave. The jury is still out."

Tugging her collar again, Mina laughed nervously. She wasn't really opposed to the idea, to be honest. A little concerned because, like, she needed her legs ungiven out for other things this evening? She looked over at Tooru, who snickered softly. "I wouldn't mind taking that one for the team. Mina can carry me out of here. Actually, does anyone mind if I put a bracelet on?"

Mina sat up a bit straighter. So far, at least based on the most discreet inquiries that she was capable of making, Tooru still hadn't revealed her face to anyone else yet. "Are you sure you want to? I know it's a big thing for you, and they're some of the newest girls in the group."

"Yeah, I think so. Yui and Ochako had their fun with shibari but I feel like if I'm going to be, like, straight up having sex with someone? They deserve to know what they're getting into. Pun wholly intended." Digging into the side pocket of her backpack, Tooru pulled out the slender metal bracelet. "If I'm ugly, try to at least keep a straight face. I don't think my esteem could take it otherwise."

The girl popped into view as she slapped the bracelet onto her wrist and Yuuyu raised an eyebrow coolly. "You're worried we wouldn't be into… that? Have you looked in a mirror lately? You're a total babe, Tooru."

Tooru brought her phone up, examining her appearance using the front facing camera. "Are you sure? I feel like I'm weird because I don't have a color palette, I'm just like… a bunch of different colors. I'm not too busy to be attractive?"

Shaking her head vehemently, Nejire rose out of her seat a bit, leaning across the table to grab Tooru's hands. "You are… so so pretty Tooru. You know what? I think I should show you how pretty I think you are."

Darting out of her seat, Nejire demonstrated her surprising - or perhaps not so surprising - level of physical fitness by pulling Tooru out of the booth and slinging the girl over her shoulder. A determined look on her face, she marched off toward where a sign denoting the bathrooms was hanging in the back corner of the restaurant. Yuuyu let out a relieved sigh. "Oh thank god."

Hmm. Mina had a question in regards to that. Would it be rude to ask? Because she was slightly nervous about being the target of Nejire's sexual appetites but she was, like, relatively new to sex as a whole. She would be just as anxious if it was literally any other of the many and varied girls in her hoard. But Yuuyu was Nejire's girlfriend. Of a not inconsiderable period of time. If Yuuyu felt that way about Nejire and her libido…

Eh. Fuck it. "Why are you and Nejire still dating?" Mina flinched back as Yuuyu hit her with a narrow eyed stare and raised her hands in the air placatingly. "Okay, maybe not my best phrasing. Let me try again. You seem very… fuck. What is the word I want?" Mina pulled out her phone, opened the thesaurus, and tossed a word in. Then she frowned and tried again. On the third try, she got a word she liked. "Long-suffering? Like, it really feels like you're just… completely done with Nejire sometimes. Especially on one specific topic."

"I love Nejire. I love Nejire so much that it hurts sometimes. Like, I have that ache in my chest when she walks out through the school gate and it doesn't go away until I see her again in the morning." Mina let out a little coo as Yuuyu stared off into space, a soft smile on her face. "I'm an introvert. She's an extrovert. She's so confident and I am… so in need of someone to hold my hand along the way. I like cute things. Nejire is the cutest thing I've ever seen. We just… work together."

Mina nodded before gently nudging things back toward where her question had originally come from. "But the sex stuff."

Nodding reluctantly, Yuuyu fiddled with her hands and then looked up at Mina. "Not to be too humoring or indulgent or anything, but… I kinda blame it on her quirk? As her stamina and her energy has increased, I just think she… genuinely doesn't realize she's superhuman? And that the rest of us aren't? And so she just has grown into wanting to share her love for me very energetically and it's… I know it's not my fault that I can't keep up, but I don't want to say it's her fault either? Like, what is any one normal girl supposed to do with a girlfriend who's declared it's her life's ambition to make you cum a million times?"

Mina blinked slowly. "She what?"

Giggling softly, Yuuyu leaned forward. "So our friend Mirio. His hero name is Lemillion because he wants to save a million people in his career. So the night we chose our hero names, we were fooling around and she just breathlessly declared that Mirio has inspired her and her new goal was to make me cum a million times."

Letting out a low whistle, Mina shook her head. Sex was great, sure, but a million orgasms? If she lived to be seventy-five, that would be… she held up a finger, switching to the calculator app on her phone. Sixteen thousand, six hundred and sixty seven orgasms a year. Divide by the number of days in a year… that was forty-five orgasms in a day? So basically like, an orgasms every thirty minutes for the entire rest of her life? "That's a lot of orgasms!"

Another giggle escaped Yuuyu as she nodded in acknowledgement. "Now you understand why I was so eager to join your polycule. Share the wealth and all."

"I mean…" Mina rubbed her chin thoughtfully. "If she gets everyone off twice a day, it might be doable? Have you been keeping track of your orgasm count?"

"…I have not, no."

"Does that… does that mean we have to start from zero?"

"…oh my god, I hope not."

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"Bum bum bum! Welcome to chapter one sixty-nine!"

"Sixty-nine? Nice."

"Nice."

"Nice."

Mina threw her hands up in the air excitedly! "I know, right? First things first, I feel the need to inform you all that Nejire wants to eat pussy a million times and you're all invited."

Throwing her arms around Mina's shoulders, Nejire crowded into view on the rosette's tablet. "I do not! I told Yuuyu that I want to give her a million orgasms. Eating pussy is just part of that. There's fingers. Scissoring. Toys. If she had a gock, I would absolutely suck it a million times."

Tsuyu shifted uncomfortably on her bed. "Jesus Christ, kero. My dick aches just thinking about that."

"That being said, I have carefully considered the matter for all of five seconds… and that offer absolutely now includes all of you!" Nejire shot a bright grin at the camera and then blew a kiss. "My new life goal is to collectively get my entire polycule off one million times. So yeah. If you need some attention, I'm your girl!"

Mina gave Nejire a kiss on the cheek. "For the less math inclined, I have already performed the calculations. Assuming we all live to be seventy-five, that's-"

"Roughly an orgasm every thirty-five minutes." Momo and Saiko blushed at their simultaneous exclamations, gesturing awkwardly. "Sorry, I talked over you." Saiko waved dismissively and Momo grinned brightly at the camera. "With that established, I feel like that's a very aggressive pace that we would be hard pressed to match, particularly during the week. Accordingly, Nejire, I am now wondering if you're free this weekend?"

Mina bumped her hip against Nejire's, crowding a bit further into the camera's view. "Mou! But I was going to offer some dragon dick action. Mostly as retaliation for all the costume teasing. I have pent up need, Yaomomo! I have a mighty need!"

Grinning mischievously, Momo offered a faint shrug. "I have no objections to you joining us. I have firsthand familiarity with your skill with a strap-on, but I feel like I would also like to experience Nejire's renowned prowess. That being said… I believe this would be the appropriate time to point out that I do have three holes?"

Yui raised her hand. "Mmm. Third hole."

Mina exchanged a look with Nejire before shrugging. "I don't have a problem if Nejire doesn't mind sharing the bed with a comparative amateur." The blue-haired girl shook her head before snuggling into Mina's side and blowing Mina a kiss, which evidently solved that. "So, my day was relatively calm. Saw a capybara onsen. Pet a capybara. It was great. Invited Nejire back for a sleepover, which is probably going to get horny soon since it's been more than thirty-five minutes since her and Tooru left the bathroom at the restaurant. How was the rest of your days?"

"I think I've decided to firmly like, join the entire polycule at this point?" Yuu grinned and brought her fingers up to poke her cheeks. "My date with Izumi was amazing and it made me realize that like, my social energy may not support twenty-four girls all at once but that doesn't mean I can't date twenty-four girls in small groups?"

Izumi giggled and winked at Yuu. "Glad to hear that I have something resembling rizz, considering I'm a succubus and all. You were an amazing date. Just putting this out there, people, she has Thursday off too."

A low murmur spread across the group chat, but it was Chitose who made the first move. "Can you come up to Oburoa? I'd love to interview an up and coming for the school paper."

"I'd love to be up and cumming with you." Yuu winked playfully into the camera before freezing and smiling nervously. "Was that too forward? We've barely met and basically existed at opposite ends of the polycule until literally just now."

Chitose waved dismissively. "I giggled, so you're fine. Also, I can show you a new trick that Saiko helped me perfect with my quirk." Leaning over to the periwinkle-haired girl, she placed her hands on Saiko's t-shirt. "And… pow!" There was a bright flash of light and then Saiko was sitting there in her bra, a disgruntled expression on her face. "My quirk was never terribly powerful on an individual object level, but I managed to dial it down even further and so I can just… make clothes explode off a girl. Boom. Instant sexy time."

Leaning over, Saiko bit Chitose's jaw hard enough to make the smaller girl squawk. "I liked that shirt. Ask before you do something like that again." As Chitose hurried to apologize, Saiko waved it off. "You can make it up to me later."

Chitose grinned wickedly. "Deal."

It was evidently a sleepover kind of night, because Mina didn't notice that Mei's mic was muted until she flopped down on a bed and her and Mitoku's window became practically mirror images. "I'm not going to lie, I'm sort of disappointed that me and Engine Boy didn't work out. You all have such simple costumes. I'm not really getting a chance to show off my babies with any of you."

"I for one am very glad you and Iida didn't work out. I'm completely down for more people than Izumi to have boyfriends if you turn out to be bi or pan, but Iida is literally the most unfuckable person I've ever met." Mina snapped her fingers and then pointed at one box in particular. "Speaking of that, Kyouka, took your advice. Vibed with the grape. Vibes were good. Can recommend to the rest of you."

Coughing into her fist, Kyouka looked around furtively as her jacks twitched back and forth nervously. "Yeah, actually, can we talk about that? Izumi, he mentioned that you have a date with him on Friday. Any chance that I can get in on that?"

Izumi cocked her head to the side uncertainly. "What, like a double date? I mean, I feel like that's going to be the status quo with how many of us there are. Who were you thinking of bringing?"

"No, uh, I mean like… you and me and the grape. Like… me on a date with the grape while you are simultaneously on a date with the grape." Blush intensifying, Kyouka twirled one of her jacks around her finger. "I don't know exactly where this is going before anyone asks, but he's… really not bad?"

Mitoku frowned and sat up, Mei flopping onto the bed behind her with a faint squawk of surprise. "Oh eww. Does this mean we're bi?"

Raising an eyebrow, Kyouka looked sideways at her sister. "What's this 'we' shit? Nobody's inviting you."

"Um, before this turns into a discussion that the two of you probably need to have in private and not on this call…" Mitoku and Kyouka murmured apologies, which Izumi waved off. "I'll ask Minoru tomorrow and get back to you? I mean, given that Minoru is Minoru, I can't imagine him saying no… but he's surprised me before so who knows."

Mina offered the girls a thumbs up. "And if you do turn out to be bi, Kyouka, we will still love and support you. And let's be honest, you could do a lot worse than GrapeShot if you're looking to date a guy. Like Kaminari for instance."

Shuddering, Kyouka shook her head rapidly. "Oh my god, me and that idiot? Absolutely never in any universe if I had anything to say about it. Fuck, I'd take Bakugou over Kaminari."

"Wait, wait, what? I feel like we need to discuss this." Izumi grinned mischievously as Kyouka groaned and buried her face in her hands. "Is there something you need to tell the rest of us, Kyouka?"

Kyouka peered out from between her fingers. "I shouldn't have said that. I should not have said that."

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"You bit my wing!"

"Would you rather me have woken up the entire household?"

"Maybe! My wing has teeth marks in it!" Mina held her phone up over her shoulder, examining the damage. While she didn't… particularly need her wings for anything other than aesthetic, that didn't mean she wanted them getting damaged. And she couldn't even really heal what Enmuko had done. Unless… Moe could just grab fistfuls of fire and sling it around. Could Mina breathe into her hand and then rub it on her wing? "Trash Cat!"

Enmuko squirmed and then buried her face in Mina's shoulder as she pressed up against the girl from the front. "I'm sorry! I panicked. Nejire decided to wake me up by going down on me… which I just want to go on the record as saying that was literally the best alarm clock in the history of alarm clocks. But I am not a quiet girl and apartment walls are thin so I panicked and leaned over and bit your wing because the wing was between me and the nearest pillow and at least I didn't bite one of your plushies?"

Mina huffed, grabbing her nearest stuffed animal and hugging it to her chest. "You leave my plushies out of your depravity." She pressed a quick kiss to Enmuko's lips before looking over at where Nejire was standing completely nude at the foot of the bed as she stretched. "Okay so real talk for a moment. How do girls in girl groups not fall in love with each other all the time damn time? Because girls are amazing."

"Apparently it's called being 'straight'?" Nejire shrugged haplessly and then continued to stretch her limbs out. "I don't know, I don't really understand that way of life."

There were actually girls out there who were straight? And just… went their entire lives only liking boys? That sounded exhausting! Mina squirmed out from beneath Enmuko and stretched her arms up over her head, mimicking Nejire. "Huh. Sleeping naked was actually surprisingly comfortable. I may have to make a habit out of it."

Nejire grinned widely at Mina. "I told you so! Enmuko's fog was sort of tickly, but I got used to it pretty quick and slept well. Having nothing between you and the body heat of your partner is… divine. Except for during the summer. Then it's just sticky. And not in a fun way."

Yeah, the temperature in Chiba tended to hover in the upper twenties through most of the summer, edging up into the low thirties during August. Her and Enmuko were going to have to figure out a better cohabitation plan by then because… eugh. Making her way over to the mirror, Mina leaned in and then let out the most outraged shriek she felt comfortable making at this hour of the morning. "You left a hickey on me!"

Bounding over, Nejire peered in at Mina's neck. "Holy shit, that thing is huge. What the fuck happened to your neck, kouhai?"

"Mou! My shirt is not going to cover that! I look like I got punched in the neck or something!" Mina held up first two, then three, and then finally four fingers but the mark was even bigger than that. "Jesus Christ, Nejire!"

Nejire pressed a little kiss to Mina's bruised neck, making her wince slightly at the pressure. "I'm sorry, kouhai, which one of us was begging the other to 'mark me so bad I can't hide it' last night? I mean, this whole operation was your idea."

Stamping her foot - but not hard enough to be a bad neighbor - Mina whined. "I say a lot of stupid things when I'm horny! I say a lot of stupid things normally! You're not supposed to go along with my stupid! You're supposed to be older and wiser than me!"

"Well I know that now." Nejire snickered softly and kissed Mina's neck again before allowing herself to be chased off by the rosette's flailing hands. "Speaking of which, we still have enough time to add at least one to my count. You're naked. I'm naked. Wink."

Mina shook her head vehemently. "No wink. First of all, I don't trust you not to let me do something stupid again. Secondly, my family starts getting up right about now and-"

The door swung open without a single knock and Yuzuki poked her head in. Her eyes widened for a moment and then she smirked widely. "Ah. You're being gay, I see. Carry on."

As her mother disappeared back through the door and closed it behind her, Mina stared after her in disbelief. "Okay, I was expecting… significantly more yelling than that. Which doesn't take much considering there was literally no yelling there? I don't know how to take that. Maybe… maybe we can get away with more around the house than I thought?"

"Oh?" Scooting to sit on the edge of the bed, Enmuko yawned loudly before rising to her feet. "Does that mean I can actually behave in a girlfriend-like manner around your family? Because baby we've been living in sin, cuz we've been really in love but we've been living as friends…"

Mina pulled away from Nejire and bounced over to throw her arms around Enmuko's neck, almost overbalancing the taller girl in her enthusiasm. "If my parents don't mind, I will absolutely be the cutest girlfriend ever in front of them from now on."

From the other side of her door, her father called out to her. "Can we meet your entire polycule at some point so I can threaten them all at once?" As Mina stared at the door in disbelief, there was the sound of a smack and Akito let out a grunt. "What? Our daughter has a lot of girlfriends. I have to consider efficiency. Threatening them as a group would be significantly faster than… Mina, how many girlfriends do you have these days?"

A lot! Because she was super gay! "Twenty-four!"

"Holy shit. This is what I'm talking about, Yuzuki." Proving that he wasn't much better at math than Mina, Akito was silent for a stretch. "If I want to get a solid three minutes of being a protective father in, that's an hour and twelve minutes of straight threatening if I do them individually."

Bouncing over to the door, Nejire opened it wide and waved energetically to Akito and Yuzuki. "Hi! We haven't really met yet. I'm Nejire! Do you want to get threatening me out of the way as long as I'm here?"

Flinching backward, Akito brought his hand up to cover his eyes. "Holy shit! Why are you naked?!"

Nejire looked down at herself for a moment and then shrugged nonchalantly. "Because I have a singular goal in life! And that goal is to-"

"Nope!" Darting forward, Mina clapped her hand over Nejire's mouth and then chuckled awkwardly. "I have almost no filter and even I know that's not appropriate to say in front of parents."

Lowering his hand, Akito's eyes darted from Nejire to Mina and then past her to Enmuko. "Why is everyone naked in my house today? I pay good money for pajamas for at least one of you. And I'm pretty sure I've seen the fog girl in a kigu before. Why am I being forced to see things I can't unsee?"

Taking pity on her husband, Yuzuki steered him away from Mina's doorway and down the hall. "I'll handle him. It was nice meeting you, Nejire. I look forward to getting to know you better. And Mina. Sweetie, I'm not trying to ruin your fun or anything. You're young and impulsive. But, uh, maybe be a little bit more discreet with the love bites? That thing is outrageous."

Mou! Believe her, she knew!

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"And… release!" Setting down the desk - and the boy sitting in it - in the spot where her desk had formerly stood, Ochako smiled widely. "Thanks for switching seats with me, Sero!"

Sero Hanta shrugged and chuckled awkwardly. "You, uh, didn't exactly ask me."

Ochako's grin widened. "I did not." Making her way back over to the former spot of Seat Thirteen, Ochako nudged her desk into the proper position and then sat down before beaming at Izumi. "Look! We're neighbors now!"

Reaching out across the aisle, Izumi giggled and squeezed Ochako's hand when the brunette met her in the middle. "We are. And roommates. And representative and vice. I can't seem to get away from you."

"I'm not going to lie, I had ulterior motives." Leaning toward Izumi, Ochako lowered her voice conspiratorially. "I couldn't see past Iida to the board. Not going to have that problem with Kyouka."

Looking back at her, Kyouka scoffed and gestured to the seat in front of her. "Great. You can see over me. Straight into Shouji's back. Smooth move, Ochako."

Ochako let out a deep sigh. "I took a calculated risk, but man am I bad at math." After a few seconds, she recovered and gave Izumi another bright smile. "And hey. Now I'm within range if we need to settle anything else by way of mouth-to-mouth combat."

Rolling her eyes, Izumi giggled nonetheless at the utterance of one of Mina's favorite phrases. "I thought everyone decided for me that there was going to be less funny business in class because of who my father is?"

"Pfft, I never agreed to that." Ochako winked playfully. "Besides, I don't see any All Might here to stop me from offering you a rematch for yesterday's loss."

Cocking her head to the side, Izumi regarded Ochako thoughtfully. "If I win this time, does that mean I become the class representative?"

Ochako's grin became decidedly wicked. "You can give it your best shot." As Izumi sized her competition up and considered the odds, Ochako bounced lightly in her seat. "Also, I discovered a new thing last night. We are… nesting partners!"

Izumi blinked her black and green eyes at that before reaching up to scratch one of her horns. "Those are certainly words."

"In polyamory, it's the partner you cohabitate with. Some people interchange it with primary partner, but I don't really like that term because it seems demeaning toward everyone else in the relationship." Ochako thought for a few seconds before ultimately shrugging. "Also I can't say with all certainty that if I asked you to pick a primary partner that you would pick me so… I'm just going to take a pass on that whole mess?"

Opening her notebook to the Ochako page, Izumi scribbled something - presumably 'nesting partner' - and then looked back up at the brunette. "I'm not going to lie, the more I find online about people trying to quantify polyamory, the more pretentious it all seems. Like someone is trying way, way too hard to convince someone of something. And I'm not sure who or of what. Non-hierarchical, descriptive hierarchy, prescriptive hierarchy… what does that all even mean? I just want to be cute and pansexual and kiss a lot of people. So I mean, not objecting to the nesting partner label on it's face but like… what if we get a giant house and all live together? Are we all just nesting partners at that point?"

Pouting, Ochako fidgeted and pressed her fingers together, carefully keeping her thumbs up to avoid activating her quirk. "I just thought it was cute because we have a bunch of pillows and blankets on our bed and it's like our own little nest thing. Nesting partners. It was cute."

"It is cute. It is very cute. I will absolutely be your nesting partner." Leaning across the aisle, Izumi snagged the brunette's tie and pulled her across to meet her in a kiss. "Keep being cute, Ochako. It's a good look on you."

Grinning, Ochako winked at Izumi. "You know what else would look good on me? You."

Mineta let out a soft grunt and promptly slid out of his desk. "I survived the cuteness and the kissing, but I'm only a man." Bending down, he did a pushup.

Thank God she'd never agreed to that. Even if all twenty-four of her girlfriends were fair game for lewd thoughts, the amount of filth that flowed through her head about Miruko alone would turn her into one buff dragon. Shaking her head, Mina twisted in her spot atop Kyouka's desk and planted one food on either side of the violette. Mineta leaned to the side a little and promptly gave her a thumbs up. "So we got distracted by your weird lust for Bakugou last night-"

Kyouka groaned, burying her face in Mina's stomach and wrapping her earjacks around the rosette's waist to help keep it there. "Oh god, are we going to be bringing that up forever?"

"-but I will hold off on teasing you about that more in favor of… how did your date go?" Mina reached down play with the violette's short hair, running her fingers through the soft tufts of purple. "You and Itsuka and Yui and Reiko? In all seriousness, I didn't ask last night because putting any of the four quiet girls on the spot seemed… um, awkward silence-y?"

Nuzzling her cheek against Mina's stomach, Kyouka shrugged. "Itsuka actually isn't that quiet. She got named the representative for her class. Awkward? Yes. Uncertain? Definitely. But quiet? Not really."

Fair enough. Compared to her, Itsuka seemed to be on the quiet side but compared to Mina, a lot of people were quiet. Like, a lot a lot. She loved to talk. "How did she do with Yui and Reiko? Was it like, two distinctly separate couples on a double date or an actual polycule date?"

Kyouka peered up at Mina but didn't relinquish her earjacks' grip on the rosette's midsection. "Somewhere in the middle. On a scale of me to Yuu, she was like… a Chitose? She stuck closer to me most of the night but seemed very clearly aware that she had signed up to be part of a group through me. She let Yui and Reiko rest their heads on her lap at one point. And Yui kissed her goodnight. Not as much kiss as I got, but there was lip to lip contact."

Exciting. And it bode well for Itsuka's future as an adjunct part of the hoard if she didn't turn out to be like Yuu and never fully integrated. Before Mina could continue, she spotted the lanky form of Aizawa looming in the doorway. "I want more details over lunch. Lemme go, though."

Opening her mouth to complain, Kyouka promptly spotted the same thing that Mina had and released the girl. Mina made her way back over to her seat just in time to meet the bell, making Aizawa nod approvingly. He strode into the classroom, only to pause as he looked from Ochako to Sero and back. In his seat, Iida literally vibrated in indignation, but Momo beat him to the punch. "Iida?"

"…yes, Yaoyorozu?"

"Before you decide to open your mouth, I would like to casually yet politely remind you that one and only one member of our class is capable of sending an object into orbit." Momo's dark eyes slid over to Ochako and she winked before turning her attention back to Iida. "Do with that what you will."

Iida opened his mouth, promptly closed it, and sat there with his expression cycling from fear to consternation to indignation and then back again. Finally, he slumped at his desk. Aizawa nodded approvingly again. "You're learning to pick your battles, Iida. A very valuable skill for a professional hero to have."

"…yes, Mister Aizawa."

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"So I wanted to show Setsuna a side of us that didn't include a homicidal six-year-old, so let's welcome her back to the table. And then we have the Setsuna insurance-"

Tsuyu offered a peace sign at her introduction. "Kero."

"And I'm not sure if everyone has met Reiko and Kinoko yet?" Mina peered down the table at the pair of 1-B girls. "I know Kyouka had a date with Reiko-"

Kyouka shot playful albeit awkward finger guns at the silver-haired girl. "It was spooky."

"-oh my god, people, stop interrupting me!" Mina's indignant gaze swept back and forth along the lunch table, cowing the others into submission, and she let out a huff before continuing. "As I was fucking saying. I don't think most of us have met either of them, especially Kinoko. So I wanted them to eat with us today. And then… Kinoko. Do you have plans for this evening? Because I don't and I'm suddenly feeling super impulsive. Karaoke after school?"

Kinoko perked up, brushing her bangs aside to peer out with one eye. "I'm already getting promoted to the leader's date for a day? And a coveted weekday at that? Everything's coming up Kinoko!"

Grinning at the girl's enthusiasm, Mina tapped her finger against where her phone sat on the table top. "I don't have any sort of brand loyalty but if you do? Hop on while you eat and see what's available within reasonable distance. Now. The rest of introductions. Mitoku is the long-haired twin. Yaomomo is not a twin. Kyouka is the short-haired twin. Mineta is the boy. And Izumi is green."

Izumi looked down at her hands. "I'm a succubus. I'm All Might's daughter. I'm a quirk nerd. Possibly the strongest girl in the hoard. And the best introduction you can give me is 'green'?"

Her grin growing, Mina leaned forward. "Izumi is green."

Legging out a huff of mock indignation, Izumi pounded one fist against the table. "Keep it up and I'm going to challenge you to a round of mouth-to-mouth combat."

Mina beckoned to the girl eagerly. "Bring it on. Anywhere, anytime, any place, I will meet you lips on."

"I'll be the referee?" Mineta looked back and forth between Izumi and Mina hopefully, letting out a little whoop as both girls gave him approving nods. Turning to the girls opposite him, Mineta offered a cheerful wave. "Moving on? It's nice to meet you. I'm mostly just Izumi's boyfriend. I haven't really figured out what my lunch pattern is yet so I don't know how much I'll see you guys… but hey." Mineta offered them another cheerful little wave before turning to Izumi and grinning widely. "Nailed it."

Izumi held her hand up, high fiving the shorter boy. "You did. See. We're going to make a pleasant and sociable young man out of you yet."

Clearing her throat, Setsuna drew the pair's attention to her. "I've seen you around campus a few times already. You just randomly drop and do a pushup or two at the weirdest times. What's the story with that?"

Mineta shrugged nonchalantly. "When we started dating, Izumi made me agree to do one pushup every time I have an inappropriate thought about another girl. Other than Mina. I don't get in trouble for her."

A wicked grin on her face, Setsuna leaned forward and gestured to where her blouse strained against a healthy chest. "Aww. And no pushups for little old me? I think I'm insulted."

"Oh, so it's like that then? You know what? Forget would." Mineta hopped up onto his seat, bracing himself on the edge of the table and doing a slow pushup as he stared Setsuna dead in the eye. "Will."

And then he did two more pushups for good measure.

Izumi raised an eyebrow as she peered over at her boyfriend inquiringly. "Will?"

Flinching, Mineta dropped back into his seat and wrung his hands nervously. "In my defense, she started it. Please don't dump me."

Before Izumi could respond, Setsuna let out a loud laugh. "You're one brave fucking grape. I mean, I could literally destroy you and here you are, fucking 'will'. I kinda dig that." Looking over at Mina, she jerked a thumb in Mineta's direction. "Just out of curiosity, does signing up for your hoard come with access rights or..?"

"Wait, are you being serious?" Izumi stared at Setsuna in disbelief. "Minoru? I mean, I genuinely adore him despite his many and varied flaws but… Minoru?"

Kyouka huffed slightly at that. "Why are you saying it like that? He's weird and a bit perverted but he sorta grows on you after a while. Also, he makes a dope stim toy." At Setsuna's curious look, she shrugged. "I bit his hair the other day. It was a good time. I'm probably going to make a habit out of it."

Opening her mouth, Setsuna flicked her tongue over her sharp teeth. "I probably shouldn't do that. It might end badly."

A faint frown crossed Mineta's face as he reached up and squeezed one of his hair balls hesitantly. "I… would actually kinda enjoy finding out? I've never been able to smash or split one. They seem pretty indestructible. But nothing is actually indestructible. So could Setsuna actually chew through one of them? Now she's got me thinking."

Mina screwed up her face in disgust. "But what if it explodes and you just end up with like, a mouthful of ball mush?"

Grinning wickedly, Setsuna looked over at Mineta and winked. "I'm not against the idea of a mouthful of ball mush."

Before Mineta could answer, Izumi groaned in despair and buried her face in her hands. "Please stop saying the words 'ball mush'. Innuendo is fun and all, but I don't know if there's a way to possibly make… that… sound less appealing."

Setsuna raised an eyebrow. "Is that a challenge?"

Um, no! Desperately trying to reassert control of the situation, Mina turned to Momo and smiled widely. "So!"

"So." Momo returned the smile with one of her own before looking to either side of her. "I'm feeling very blessed at the moment. I've spent a fair amount of time with Kyouka already but my time with Mitoku tends to be scarcer because she gravitates toward Mei. And I've spent almost no time with the pair of them together. Twins are a popular fantasy that perilously few are lucky enough to indulge in, are they not?"

Mina nodded agreeably. "They are! I wasn't setting out to date any when I agreed to date Mitoku, but I'm absolutely not mad about it. Especially because they kiss. I don't think it's because they're twins, though? I think I just like watching any two girls kiss. Hmm. How could we test that theory?"

After a moment's thought, Momo perked up. "What about Himiko's friend with the cloning quirk? I believe he's capable of using it on others rather than just himself. We could make a copy of any other given hoard member and see how you feel about them kissing?"

Mina nodded slowly as she considered the proposition before something occurred to her. "Wait. Wouldn't that be the same problem? Am I into them because they're copies? Or because they're girls?"

Smirking faintly, Momo reached up to rub a drop of blood from her nose. "I must admit, I have ulterior motives. I have had… thoughts… about the prospect of Mister Bubaigawara using his quirk on Tsuyu."

Given that she was talking to Miss 'I Have Three Holes', Mina had a fair idea of what some - or probably even most - of those thoughts might be. And… same! She would probably die from the experience! But what a way to go! "Lemme message Himiko. You may be on to something."

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Reaching up behind her neck, Mina sighed as she encountered her fluffy curls as she attempted to fasten her necklace. Maybe it was time for a trim? Or possibly something drastic? Maybe that Kyouka she'd been considering? Or a buzz cut like Itsuka? Or… there wasn't an undercut in the polycule yet. Maybe she could get one of those?

Wait. Was that materially different from getting a Kyouka? Fluffy curls on top, fuzz on the bottom? Possibly not? Maybe though? She'd have to consult with the others to see what they thought.

Hands brushed aside her curls and then took her necklace from her, and Mina looked back to find Momo standing behind her. "Hey. Thanks for the assist. It may be time for a haircut? I'm getting past 'messy' and firmly into 'unruly'."

Momo grinned at that, fastening the necklace easily and then smoothing her hands down Mina's back. They ventured further and then outward, coming to rest on the rosette's hips. "Has anyone ever told you that you have childbearing hips?"

Um, no? Mostly because that would be a really weird compliment to give a random person? Also, it was highly inaccurate. There would be absolutely no bearing of children in her future. Her wide hips did have a specific use, though. Smirking, Mina gave Momo a peck on the lips. "These are not 'childbearing hips', they're made for holding up the weight of my gigantic strap."

"Hmm. Fair enough. In the future, I will make a point of complimenting your strap bearing hips instead?" Momo giggled softly before giving Mina another kiss. "So, you're headed out with Kinoko after class? Alone?"

Mina nodded and then whined softly as Momo pulled away from her, reluctantly turning and closing up her empty costume case so that she could store it in her locker. "Well, I mean, as always? Absolutely anyone is invited to join us for the evening. I just… I don't know, I talk to a lot of people, the group chat moves a mile a minute. Someone somewhere along the way mentioned that she wanted to be an idol hero, which to me meant… singing, dancing, performing of some kind. So I thought karaoke might be fun for her. And since I need to get to know her anyway? Karaoke."

Making a soft noise of comprehension, Momo made her way back to her own case and bent over it, flashing a whole lot of ass in Mina's direction. "Understandable. Well, enjoy yourself. I will probably join Mei and Mitoku in the support labs for a portion of the afternoon and from there… who knows?"

Given that Mei also had strap game and had created several sexual babies for Momo? Who knows indeed. Making her way over, Mina grabbed Momo by the hand and then looked around curiously. "Are we actually the first to be ready?"

"Gee, the girl with next to nothing as a costume is the first to be ready to go. Shocker." Fuyumi stumbled over to join them, pulling her crop top over her head as she went. "Although I'm already loving that I'm ready a solid, like, thirty-three percent faster in this thing than my first costume."

Mina let her eyes wander up and down over the girl. It definitely had the lines of Endeavor's costume, only as a long-sleeved crop top and hot pants. Oh, and it was a really pretty shade of ice blue where Endeavor's costume was a darker blue. And she'd replaced the kanji on the belt, going from 'fire' to 'ice'. But it was definitely a very obvious Endeavor homage costume. And super cute. "Your father is going to shit himself. I love it."

Giggling, Fuyumi hopped up onto Mina's back. "He is and that's exactly why I chose it. Remind me when we get back to class, I want to ask Aizawa what the policies are for checking out a costume overnight. Photos are one thing but the look on his face when I walk in the door wearing this would be… so much better."

Hmm. Embarrassing her parents on occasion was in fact fun, yes, so Mina could sort of see where Fuyumi was coming from. And that was actually a really good question. Not that she specifically wanted to take her costume to her home, per se, but being able to take it out and do some selfies in it would be really fun. Might as well get started on her transition from 'Toyotama the Feet Girl' to 'Toyotama the Feet Hero' as soon as possible.

The rest of the girls quickly made their way over to join the trio and Mina led them out the door and down the hall and out of the building. It was a short but enjoyable walk from the main building to the gym where they were going to be training, and Mina found herself soaking up the crisp spring air. Standing outside the gym was All Might in his current costume, and he waved excitedly to them. "I am… here! To… wonder good lord, what are you wearing?"

Izumi twirled playfully in the costume that someone - possibly Mei - had clearly stayed up all night to finish for her. As she'd said it would be, the entire ensemble was now red and white complete with her father's old markings, and so the resemblance to All Might's Silver Age costume was literally impossible to miss. "What do you think, Dad? Now I look just like you."

Cringing, All Might held out his large hands over Izumi's ass. "Could you… could you perhaps look a bit more like me? While I'm all for you embracing your legacy and making a costume that's an homage to mine, isn't it… a little skimpy?"

Huffing, Izumi crossed her arms over her chest. "Miruko has like, half her ass out in her costume. And you're upset that my skirt is a little short?"

"Young lady, your ass is also half out at the moment! Just a different half!" All Might noticed Mineta standing nearby, a wide grin on his face, and drew himself up to his full imposing height. "Also, young Mineta." The boy gestured to himself and All Might nodded. "I just want to warn you that anything you do to my darling daughter… I will do to you."

Mineta began to tremble and Izumi darted over, hugging the boy to her chest. "Dad, you're scaring him."

Peering up at her, Mineta shook his head. "Actually, I'm a little bricked up right now." At Izumi's surprised look, he shrugged defensively. "I mean, I'm not gay or anything but All Might is All Might."

From the back of the group, Aoyama nodded solemnly. "Tis true."

Reaching up, All Might tugged at the neck of his costume uncomfortably. "Yes. Well. Just… behave yourself around my daughter, young Mineta." With that done, he turned and smiled widely at the class. "As I was trying to say before I got distracted, I am… here! To evaluate your quirkless combat abilities!"

Mina raised her hand uncertainly. "With all due respect, don't you just… punch the shit out of every villain that you encounter?"

"I do! Why, I've yet to meet an enemy that a good old-fashioned Detroit Smash can't handle." All Might flexed proudly before realizing that he might not be helping his case. "With that being said, UA High has all the resources to make sure that you get a top of the line heroic education! Including guest lecturers to help cover areas that I'm not entirely proficient at!"

There was a soft whistling noise that quickly grew louder, making Mina look around uncertainly. Then something crashed to earth next to All Might, making the entire class backpedal out of shock and surprise. Straightening up, Miruko offered the class a vicious looking grin. "Sup, runts?"

Next to Izumi, Mineta dropped to the ground and began to frantically do pushups.

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"So. This has been a good session. Nobody died. We covered the six major types of kicks. And I'm proud to say that most of you are… less terrible at kicking your opponent than you were when we started today." Miruko bounced excitedly on her toes. "Now, since we still have a few minutes left, does anyone want to learn the secret to Luna Tijeras?"

All Might gave a start at that, reaching up to tug at his collar as he looked from Miruko to the widely grinning Izumi and back. "Young Miruko, strictly speaking, is that… appropriate to be teaching to teenagers in a classroom environment?"

Shrugging, Miruko continued to bounce on her toes. "Don't know. Don't care. If I never get asked to teach another class, I guess we'll both know why. So, who wants to-"

"Me!" Bouncing to the front of the class, Izumi thrust her hand into the air excitedly. "This would fit my persona… so amazingly well. I absolutely need to learn how to do a Luna Tijeras."

Groaning, All Might buried his face in his hands. "This is precisely why I didn't want her to make the offer. My girl-"

Izumi bounded forward, poking her finger against All Might's chest. "I'm a succubus, Dad. Learning this would go with my brand so well. So think of it this way. Either I'm going to learn how to do it from a professional in a classroom environment. Or I'm going to experiment with it on my own. Possibly with Minoru. Which would you rather it be?"

Looking over at Mineta, who grinned widely and offered a thumbs up, All Might let out a sigh of resignation. "Well when you put it like that? I suppose there are worse ways - and from worse people - that you could hone this particular skill. Very well. As you were."

Looking around with a mischievous grin on her face, Mina knifed through the crowd to stand behind a particular blond. As Miruko's eyes swept over the group of students, the rosette gave Bakugou a none too gentle shove forward. "Bakugou volunteers to help with this demonstration!"

Bakugou stumbled into the space between the rest of the class and Miruko, whirling around to glare back at Mina. "The fuck I do!"

"What's the matter, kid?" Miruko leaned in, grinning wickedly at Bakugou. "You chicken?"

Eyes widening, Bakugou promptly got right up in Miruko's face. "I'm not afraid of anything! Fine! I'll do the stupid demonstration." He moved to stand between Miruko and All Might and then looked around uncertainly. "Wait, she's not actually going to twist my head off, right? I kinda… need my head to become the next number one hero."

A bark of laughter escaped Miruko as she shook her head. "No! God, obviously I'm not going to let her tear your head off in a class exercise. What kind of teacher do you take me for?" All Might opened his mouth, thought better of it, and promptly closed it. "Okay. So. Midoriya. You have wings. So you can do an even better job of mounting your target than most people."

Mina let out a snicker. "Heh. Mounting."

"Shut up, Ashido. I'm trying to teach a class here." Stepping back, Miruko gave Izumi room to circle around and then bend her legs, flaring her wings and using a single flap to propel herself high enough that she could wrap her legs around Bakugou's head. "That a girl! Okay. So. Now most people would think that this is sheerly a matter of thigh strength. Which it would be if you were looking to crush his head with your thighs. Which coincidentally I can also do."

From her spot on top of Bakugou, Izumi stared at Miruko with wide, excited eyes. "Wait, can I learn how to do that, too?"

Miruko reached up to scratch one of her ears thoughtfully. "I mean, can you learn how to do it? Probably. Should we try it on your classmate there? Probably not."

Raising her hand, Momo waited until the rabbit heroine pointed in her direction. "We have an, erm, family friend with a duplicating quirk. Perhaps we could avail ourselves of his assistance to create a test subject that would not be missed if Izumi succeeds in her endeavors?"

"Wait, wait, so I could watch Izumi crush my head with her thighs?" Tooru let out a low whistle. "Can I sign up to be a part of this demonstration?"

All Might shifted from foot to foot uncomfortably, and surprisingly Miruko took pity on him. "If we can work it out for a Tuesday or Thursday afternoon? And Ashido doesn't mind sharing her tutoring time with Midoriya? Sure. Why not." Waving her hand dismissively, she turned back to Izumi and Bakugou. "Now, as I was saying. It's not thigh strength. You're not crushing. It's core strength. You're twisting. So learning these basics can also segue into you learning to do headscissors takedowns, which the Tijeras is basically a very violent variation on."

Twisting her midsection experimentally, Izumi began tipping sideways off of Bakugou's shoulders. Wrapping her wings tightly around her body, she twisted more deliberately as gravity took hold, swinging herself in a wide arc around Bakugou's body and yanking the blond off his feet. There was a pulse of blue light just before their bodies separated and Bakugou went rocketing off in the opposite direction as Izumi, smashing into the wall of the gym several meters away. Popping back up to her feet, the verdette thrust her hands into the air excitedly. "Woo!"

Miruko applauded enthusiastically. "Kinda what I was trying to teach you. Not entirely. I'm not mad, though. What was that little…" She pantomimed an explosion. "At the end?"

Holding up her hand, Izumi let blue light envelop it and then she threw a punch with superhuman speed. "Gearshift! Grandpa Kudo's quirk! I can change the speed of objects, basically. So I got Kacchan going with my move and then… accelerated him." Peering over, she cocked her head to the side. "Kacchan! Are you okay?"

"I…" Struggling to his feet, Bakugou swayed from side to side before raising his hands in front of him. "I could do this all day. You want to try again?"

Mina leaned over, not lowering her voice in the slightest as she spoke to Ochako. "I think 'Kacchan' just wants Izumi to squeeze his head between her thighs some more."

Blushing darkly, Bakugou thrust his palm in Mina's direction and lit off a small explosion. "You want to fucking go, Raccoon Eyes?"

"Let's fucking go, Bakugou!" Before anyone could stop her, Mina took three lunging steps forward and launched herself into the air. Using her tail to slap one hand aside and open up a hole in his guard, Mina collided with the blonde head on and wrapped her thighs around Bakugou's head. Dropping backwards, she used one powerful beat of her generally useless wings to accelerate herself downward, and smashed Bakugou's face into the concrete. Rolling backward, Mina hopped back to her feet and thrust her fist in the air triumphantly. "I don't know what that's going to be called, but that's absolutely going to be an ultimate move when I'm a hero!"

Groaning, Bakugou pushed himself up off the floor to reveal a heavily bleeding nose and a generally bruised face. He struggled to his feet, slurring a bit as he raised his hands again. "I can do this all day."

Izumi leaned over, likewise not bothering to lower her voice as she spoke to Mina. "I've always suspected that Kacchan was a bit of a masochist. Does this mean he… likes you too now?"

Oh! Eww!

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"You know what I might actually need to do someday?"

"What's that, runt?"

"…first of all, who are you calling runt?" Mina reached up to rest her hand on top of her head and then drew it across to brush against the top of Miruko's head. "We are both one fifty-nine. We're the exact same height."

Miruko smirked and grabbed Mina's wrist, moving her hand upward to the top of her rabbit ears. "See. I'm taller. So you're a runt, runt."

Puffing out her cheeks, Mina snatched her hand back and crossed her arms over her chest. "Mou! I'm pretty sure it doesn't work like that! Because like…" She spread her wings to the max, the top pair stretching up over her head. "Hah! Now I'm taller!"

"…fuck, you're right." Miruko considered that for a few seconds and then shrugged uncaringly. "Eh. Still a runt to me. Now. You were telling me that you might actually need to do something someday?"

Mina nodded eagerly and then gestured down at her legs even as her wings relaxed back down around her body. "It's one of the few ultimate moves of yours that I haven't really had a chance to try due to lack of opportunity. I might already be able to do it? Or at least do it badly? But the robots during the entrance exam were too spread out and we didn't have a chance during class."

Furrowing her brow, Miruko considered that. "I mean, I only have one ultimate move that would need opponents close together to pull off. You're talking about the Luna Ring?"

"Yes!" Mina bounced on her toes excitedly before floating a few inches up off the ground and spinning in a circle. "Like, I'm already flight capable so I'm pretty sure it's going to be more about leg strength than core strength for me? I can spin myself with my quirk, I just need to have legs solid enough that they don't give out when I kick shit?"

Reaching up, Miruko rubbed her chin thoughtfully. "Seems legit. I mean, if you can do Luna Fall and Luna Arc, I feel like you're probably capable of doing the Luna Ring. Especially if you can skip the core strength part like you mentioned. Although you probably want to train up your core anyway. Not only will you need it for the Luna Tijeras, but chicks dig ab definition."

Mina nodded eagerly, reaching forward and rubbing one hand over Miruko's stomach before the rabbit hero could stop her. "We do, though!"

Snickering, Miruko caught Mina's hand before she could pull away. "First one is free. Second one, I charge you." After a second, she amended that statement. "When you're older. Because like I said before, you and your girlfriends are cute, but you're still kids. I ain't into that shit."

Oh! Oh! Enmuko's idea! Enmuko's idea! To be honest, Mina had thought about it a lot after her girlfriend brought it up, despite the fact that she'd fairly quickly dismissed the possibility to Enmuko. It was probably a horribly bad idea, but Miruko had given her an opening and what was the worst that could possibly happen? Miruko kicked her in the head? They were on campus. Recovery Girl could fix her. Unless Miruko just, like, made her head explode like a watermelon but… that probably wouldn't happen. Right? "So. Um. About that. We're kids. You're not. But what if you were?"

Miruko raised an eyebrow. "The fuck?"

"Okay, so, hear me out and… don't kick me. The girls and I have an adoptive daughter. With a quirk that rewinds someone or something's age. We… don't really know much about it and so this wouldn't be like, a hey let's go do this literally now sort of thing. But." Mina took a deep breath and gestured from herself to Miruko and back. "But like, imagine adding an entire extra decade to your heroic career in exchange for being cute and gay?"

Scratching her ear, Miruko regarded Mina uncertainly. "So basically… I'm twenty-six. You're fifteen. I'm not comfortable doing anything with you because I'm twenty-six and you're fifteen. Which, correct me if I'm wrong, but it seems very reasonable of me."

Mina nodded rapidly in agreement. "Oh, totally reasonable. I completely understand your position."

"And so your solution to the problem that you're facing is… instead of waiting until you're twenty-five and I'm thirty-six, you want to turn me into a sixteen-year-old again? Except in my head and in most every way that would count except for literally physically, I would still be twenty-six and eleven years older than you?" Miruko raised an eyebrow at that. "Did someone kick you in the head?"

Crossing her arms over her chest, Mina huffed softly. "It was just an idea. You don't have to be rude about it."

Miruko snorted. "Have you met me?"

"I mean, I told Enmuko that it was a bad idea the minute she suggested it, but then it just got like… stuck in my head. And I knew it wouldn't leave me alone until I asked you. Because I have… the biggest crush on you." Mina blushed a darker shade of pink as Miruko smirked at her smugly. "What? We both know you're really hot. Don't look at me like that."

"I am really hot, aren't I?" Miruko reached up to fluff her hair before waving dismissively to Mina. "Like I said, runt, you're fun. I like you. In a strictly appropriate way. And if you're already pulling off some of my moves at fifteen, you're probably going to be a kick ass hero someday. If I didn't think you had potential, I wouldn't be here right now. But why don't we keep things strictly professional for now? Come back and revisit this topic when you're a whole ass hero climbing the charts and I'm the number one rabbit."

Mina rubbed her hands over her flushed cheeks as she grinned teasingly at Miruko. "You really think you're going to have what it takes to be the number one hero when my polycule is going to be there relentlessly climbing the charts, saving everyone we can?"

Her grin widening challengingly, Miruko leaned in toward Mina. "Bring it on, runt. I'm enough rabbit to beat out your entire little family of heroes, just you watch. You can gaze up in awe from beneath me while-"

"I would absolutely love to gaze up in awe from beneath you."

"…yeah, that was a poor choice of words given the flow of this conversation. But yeah. All Might can't last forever and I'm confident that I can top Endeavor if given the chance." Miruko jabbed her thumb into her chest proudly. "And so I'm going to make it to the top some day. You can have it when I'm done. But if you think you can beat me, all I can say is… give it your best shot."

Invading Miruko's personal space as much as she dared given that they were supposed to be keeping things professional - or at worst, platonic - Mina offered her a matching wide grin. "I've got All Might and Endeavor's daughters on my team. You're going down."

Miruko's grin turned wicked. "Not as much as you are, I bet." Mina stared at her in disbelief and the rabbit hero shrugged defensively. "What? You have twenty-something girlfriends. And I remember what it was like to be a teenager. You can't possibly expect me to believe that none of you are having sex."

"Okay, but that doesn't mean I was expecting you to make jokes about it!"

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"Can we make social media content together?"

Miruko scratched the back of her head for a moment as she thought. "I mean, throw some shit up, sure. Collab tag me. If my manager is down with it, she'll accept the collab and it'll pop up on my account."

Bouncing eagerly, something occurred to Mina and she cocked her head to the side curiously. "You have a manager?"

"You're joking, right?" Miruko shook her head in amusement. "Do you know how much paperwork there is on a per villain basis when I kick the shit out of someone? I wouldn't be able to do half of what I do if I was doing my own paperwork. So yeah. I have exactly one employee. She books space at whichever of this one coworking company's offices is closest to where I'm patrolling at the time. We share a hotel room. And then when all the good fighting is done, we pack up and move on."

Even as part of her brain whirled on what sort of content she might want to make with Miruko, the rest of it did a passable job of keeping the conversation flowing. "I don't know why, but I always saw you as the RV type. Like, just puttering around Japan, sleeping in the back, waking up each day and deciding where to go kick ass."

Miruko raised an eyebrow at that. "Have you ever driven anywhere before?" After a moment, she realized the stupidity of her statement and revised her question. "What's the furthest you've ever gone in a car?"

"Just Chiba to Tokyo." Mina used her hands to pantomime the size and shape of a large object. "I got Tooru something too big to take on the train for one of her birthdays and so my parents paid for a taxi."

Pulling a phone out of somewhere, Miruko fiddled with it. "Okay so at most times of day, I'm looking at a four and a half hour drive from Chiba city center to here. Imagine me trying to do that in a great big gas guzzling RV, probably during morning rush hour because this rabbit gets a solid eight hours of sleep a night. That would be brutal."

Mina nodded in agreement. Even just Chiba to Tokyo in a taxi hadn't been the most fun. And Japan was… hours and hours and hours long even on the bullet train. Which could go, what, twice as fast as a car? So yeah That had been a pretty stupid Miruko headcanon of hers, hadn't it? "Fair. Hmm. Now I'm wondering how me and the girls are going to work out. Because we have a teleporter with some very specific limitations, so we can easily hot swap our locations but we need to have a presence in said locations to do it."

Eyebrow arching, Miruko gestured for Mina to continue. "Teleporters are amazingly rare. Do you know how lucky you are?"

"I mean, teleporters who are amazing, wonderful, loving girlfriends are even rarer… so yeah I do!" Mina giggled and pulled up a picture of Enmuko on her phone. "She was with us when we met you. Trash Cat. She might be some evil villain's lab baby. She has amnesia. Her dad is definitely a villain. It's this whole thing. But basically her quirk is that she can come to us, bring us to her, or swap with us. She can't just… teleport wherever she wants. So in theory, we could dominate the scene in three different cities if we had three frontline heroes manning three offices. And then the entire rest of us could just pop back and forth between those three as needed?"

After considering that, Miruko nodded slowly. "That's not a terrible idea. Three in particular, maybe four tops. It gives you a bigger patrol radius than pretty much anyone other than Hawks, which should give you lots of calls to respond to. Any more and you risk spreading yourselves too thin to really handle a serious call. Fewer, and you're over-saturating any given area. I mean, I'm still going to roll up on wherever you set up an office if there's a really good villain for me to kick… but I feel like it's a solid plan."

Mina perked up. Miruko thought she had a good idea! And Miruko was a professional hero! That meant it probably was in fact a good idea! "Cool. I'll start talking it over with the girls this weekend. I mean, obviously we have literal years to figure things out but like, if anyone has an affinity to certain places, I feel like that's a discussion to start having early."

Humming softly, Miruko bounced away across the gym floor to where one of the last remaining combat dummies - which was to say, vaguely humanoid concrete blobs created for them by Cementoss - was still standing. "You know what would look cool as hell? Set up someone behind the dummy with your phone and then we do a Luna Arc together."

Um, that didn't just sound cool! That sounded fucking awesome! Mina was about to reach out to Enmuko with her mind when she realized… Kinoko! They were supposed to be heading out together after this anyway! She could absolutely ask Kinoko for help! "Okay, one second. Let me get us a camerawoman."

It took considerably longer than a second for Kinoko to make her way to the gym, but eventually the brunette came bounding in and skidded to a stop in front of Miruko and Mina. "…okay, when you asked me if I would help film something for your social media, you conveniently left out that the number seven hero was here with you."

Mina looked back and forth between her girlfriend and her mentor before shrugging nonchalantly. "Miruko, meet Komori Kinoko. She wants to be an idol hero. Kinoko, meet Miruko. She is a rabbit hero."

"I can see that." Kinoko let out a little huff before reaching out and taking Mina's phone away from her. "Okay, so what's the idea here? I'm assuming it's going to be something of the two of you or else she could have filmed it for you."

Mina nodded and then grabbed Kinoko by the shoulders, steering her around to the back side of the combat dummy. "Okay. So. You stand here. And then we go on the other side. And we kick the shit out of it together and you film it for us. Seem doable?"

Kinoko offered an enthusiastic thumbs up. "Got it!" The brunette waited while the two costumed women got into position before holding up her hand. "Three. Two. One. Go."

Exchanging a look with Miruko, Mina nodded resolutely and then the two lunged forward in a surprisingly well choreographed move. "Double! Luna! Arc!"

Oh! Miruko was even on the same page as her with the call out! Fucking nice!

The pair brought their legs sweeping downward mere centimeters apart from each other, feet impacting the combat dummy fractions of a second apart and utterly decimating the concrete figure. Kinoko managed to weather the flying pieces of concrete shrapnel surprisingly well, holding the phone steady until both women touched down and settled onto their back feet before ending the video. Then she reached up to rub at her bleeding cheek. "Note to self: ask for safety gear before getting sprayed with concrete bits again."

Bounding forward, Mina inhaled and breathed a stream of fire into the girl's face. "Don't worry, I can fix this!"

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"So first let me start of by saying that I'm sorry for exploding all over your face like that."

"…you actively tried to make that sound as sexual as possible, didn't you?"

"I did!" Leading the way into MOS Burger, Mina giggled and tugged Kinoko along beside her. "Sorry, I spent two hours staring at Miruko's Mirukoness. I'm feeling a little horny at the moment. But no. I am genuinely sorry about the whole shrapnel thing. I did not think that far ahead. Which is a fairly common theme for me, you'll figure out pretty quickly."

Kinoko offered a tolerant grin and leaned her head against Mina's shoulder. "It's fine. To be fair, I genuinely didn't think about what would happen if you guys destroyed a chunk of concrete directly toward me either, so… partially my fault?"

Bouncing on her toes, Mina swung Kinoko around in front of her and picked the girl up. Given they were fifteen or so centimeters different in height, there would have been a bit of lean involved with trying to kiss her girlfriend's face… and also Mina just liked showing off sometimes. She began to pepper her girlfriend's face with little kisses; the small cuts and blood were long gone, so she kissed as many spots as she could just to be safe. "Mwah! Kissing it better!"

Giggles spilled from Kinoko's lips as she squirmed in Mina's grasp. "Oh my gosh you're strong. You're just… dangling me in the air for giggles. That's actually kind of fun. I'm into it. Do this a lot."

After one last kiss, Mina set Kinoko back down and then kissed the top of her head for good measure. "I also give some bomb ass piggyback rides, if you want to take advantage of that on the way to karaoke." Kinoko nodded enthusiastically and Mina nodded toward the front counter of the restaurant. "Food first, then carrying."

"Oh! Right! Food! I'm… sort of hungry but you're probably very hungry after working out with Miruko all afternoon." Taking Mina's hand again, Kinoko led her up to the counter. And then she paused. "What do I want to order?"

Mina grinned slyly and leaned on the counter. "Watch the master." Turning to the cashier, she grinned brightly. "I'd like one teriyaki chicken burger. S set. And then… okay, push the button that says 'lunch menu two'. And then hamburger patty. Tell them to put it on my chicken burger." She turned to Kinoko and grinned proudly. "I call it… herd and bird."

Giggling, Kinoko leaned in against Mina again. She was turning out to be super affectionate, even compared to some of the other girls, and Mina was all about that. "You're ridiculous. Finish your order so I can order." Mina gestured to the cashier and Kinoko peered up at her. "You're paying for me?"

"I mean, the worst thing here is a few hundred yen." Mina gestured up at the menus hanging above the counter. They were still offering wagyu burgers for just shy of seven hundred yen. Which… she kinda wanted wagyu and bird, but she wasn't sure if there was a secret menu button to order a wagyu patty. "I'm pretty sure that I can handle whatever you want to order."

"Chicken nuggets." Kinoko worked her fingertips against each other as she grinned shyly. "I'm always down for chicken nuggets."

"Fair enough! And chicken nuggets for the lady! And a drink!" Mina paid for their meal and took the little plastic tent that displayed their order number before leading Kinoko over to a nearby table. "So. You want to be an idol hero. I feel like that should be in capital letters. Idol Hero. Uh, what's your hero name going to be? Have you figured that out yet?"

Kinoko nodded slowly. "Probably Shemage. A little twist on shimeji mushrooms. Also I sort of have a cute sort of witchy aesthetic. And I'm a girl. She Mage. I wanted to call myself Gnocchi Nyokonyoko but my friends all told me that was unwieldy and ridiculous." At Mina's uncertain look, she waved her hand dismissively. "Don't ask. It was an a dumb idea."

Considering that she had dumb ideas all the time! That was relatable! Mina shook her head and then continued on. "So are you thinking, like, the Idol Hero: Shemage? Like is that your epithet? Or just your goal?"

"I don't really know. I've mostly just been focusing on how to actually become a hero, which… isn't easy when your quirk just creates mushrooms." Kinoko shrugged carelessly. "I have years to figure it out. Lemme just procrastinate on the little stuff and focus on the big stuff?"

Mina reached out to cover Kinoko's hand with her own on the table. "Have you met Izumi yet? Green everything? Wings? Magnificent… eyes?" Kinoko giggled softly and shook her head. "Hit her up. She sorta came into her quirk late and so she spent a long time just obsessively studying heroics and everything related to it. She can probably workshop epithets with you. And names, if you're not married to Shemage."

Nodding, Kinoko interlaced their fingers. "But yeah, to double back to your original actual question? I want to be an idol hero. Like Pop Step, just without the constant pursuit for vigilantism. I want to sing and dance and perform and lift people's spirits, and then do a little extra good because I have a quirk that lets me."

"That's really noble of you. I just… sort of feel obligated to be a hero? Like, I have a heroic quirk so what else am I going to do with it, be an office worker?" Mina shrugged helplessly. "You and some of the others, though. You're so noble. Valiant. Gallant. You see what's wrong with the world and want to fix it. That's so inspiring."

Leaning in, Kinoko lowered her voice. "Also, part of it is enlightened self-interest. You can walk around with your ass out as a hero and not get criticized for it. Like, my costume dress is cute but I'm thinking of shaving a centimeter or three off the hemline. Get a little cheeky with it."

Mina gave Kinoko's hand a squeeze. "Also based. Like, my costume has shorts on it but now that Miruko is mentoring me, I'm super tempted to just turn it into a leotard and go 'look, I'm imitating my mentor' as an excuse. It may be vain of me to say this, but I feel like I have some clappable cheeks."

"You definitely do. Speaking of tutoring, school, et cetera and so forth, though? How are you on academics?" Kinoko looked around uncertainly before leaning over the table and lowering her voice a bit. "Because mine are… not great. Like, I'm obviously not struggling yet because it's literally only Thursday of our first week of school but… whoo boy, I feel like I'm going to."

Nodding rapidly in agreement, Mina leaned in to meet the girl and pressed a quick kiss to her lips. "Oh my god, same. I am probably going to be twenty-first out of twenty in my class in rankings, and that includes the dumb electric boy who short circuited his brain twice in the last two practical classes. Like… I am capital D dumb .I am Dumb."

Kinoko cringed and then gave Mina another kiss because she could. "So, uh, how are we going to avoid flunking out? Because I do not have a backup plan if this hero thing doesn't work out for me."

"Simple! We may be the dumbest girls we've ever met, but lucky for us? We have Yaomomo." Mina winked mischievously at the girl. "Just out of curiosity, what are your strap skills like? Because you could probably arrange yourself some private tutoring if you have something to bargain with."

"Um, no strap skills to speak of but the world's longest tongue in a baseline human woman is nine and three quarters centimeters and I'm a hair over nine." Kinoko let her tongue loll out of her mouth playfully for a second before winking. "Think that'd buy me any tutoring?"

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"So, how about a little reward for you? I'll give you something to laugh at, so what if I were to be reborn as the only one you can love?"

Bouncing from side to side in her seat, Mina flashed Kinoko an encouraging smile as the brunette came back around for the final chorus of her fourth song of the night. Kinoko could absolutely be an idol hero! Not only did she have a great singing voice, but she had an amazing sense of rhythm and was easily as good a dancer as Mina was. The rosette could definitely picture her girlfriend up on a stage performing for a crowd.

"Day after day, careless love. A comedy of fanfare. Baby pictures are not the gate to becoming an adult. Que sera sera!" Swinging around the front of the karaoke machine, Kinoko leaned in as close to Mina as she could get with the archaic wired microphone limiting her. The atmosphere was amazing. The technology? Less so. "Every day is an empty life. Let's have fun tomorrow too. Baby pictures are not a gateway to becoming an adult. Que sera sera! I'll never find you again! Que sera sera!"

As the last strains of the song drifted away, Mina clapped her hands excitedly. "I love your voice so much! I mean, I know we both have to get home by a reasonable hour, but the unreasonable part of me wishes tonight would never end. I love listening to you sing so much."

Blushing, Kinoko returned the mic to the machine before bouncing over to join Mina on the couch, quickly cuddling up against her side. "That's really sweet of you to say. I feel like you're biased, but I appreciate the compliments anyways."

Mina pressed her lips to Kinoko's blushing cheek. "No, really, you're amazing. You know who else are amazing? Kyouka and Mitoku. Kyouka slightly more so, not that I'd ever play favorites in front of the two of them. But yeah. You know what we need to do? Double date with those two and do karaoke."

"Double date?" Kinoko gestured back and forth between the two of them. "Like you bring one of them and I bring the other one? I, uh, I guess I should try to get to know them better?"

Mina grinned mischievously. "Or I bring you and they bring each other." At Kinoko's confused look, she wiggled her eyebrows. "They're very close sisters." As understanding dawned, Kinoko blushed darker. "Yeah, they kiss. That's a thing. But no, would not say no to you getting to know the others better. For better or worse, we're all in this amorphous poly blob together."

Nodding, Kinoko pressed her cheek into Mina's shoulder. "About that. How exactly does… all of this work? Pony made it clear that we were going to be part of your, erm, hoard? When she asked us out. So I know Kyouka and Itsuka have a little something funky going on, and I intuited from the group chat that Yuu just exited that phase? Like… this is all very confusing. I'm gay, but this is possibly excessive gayness."

"There's no such thing as excessive gayness! You can always be more gay!" Mina giggled and pressed a kiss to the top of Kinoko's head. Affection was definitely the shit. "But no, that's why we're capping things off with Moe's dumb girl. Like, it started out as a joke. I just picked a completely random number and decided that was my goal. And then we got there and I'm not mad but… you're right, we're a lot of gay, aren't we?"

Kinoko nodded hesitantly. "I mean, like I said, I knew what I was getting into but that doesn't make it any more approachable? Like, I've been making a point of complimenting and flirting and little gestures of affection with my classmates, but that's less than half of the polycule because there's your entire class and then more girls for good measure?"

Nodding in agreement, Mina found herself racking her brain for how to address the matter without resorting to empty platitudes. Sure, Kinoko would probably get used to it. People were able to get used to a lot of things, though. "Maybe we need to revisit the groups within a group discussion? Bring that up to par with our new girls? Or maybe… maybe the solution is more direct intragroup connections? Like maybe just the answer is for you to find one or two girls you especially like and glom onto them the hardest?"

Furrowing her brow, Kinoko considered Mina's words. "I don't really know much about polyamory. I don't really know much at all about dating, to be honest. Is that… is that healthy to do?"

"I think the big things to avoid are jealousy, unhealthy feelings of competition, unhappiness, and other negative emotions?" Mina reached over, grabbing Kinoko and tugging the girl onto her lap as she let out a soft squeal of surprise. "I feel like there's no 'one size fits all' answer to what polyamory should be for every person. We're all just sort of making it up as we go along. So if you want to glomp onto Pony-"

"I kinda want to. She's really pretty."

"-as a primary partner even though Ochako doesn't really like the concept of primary partners? You're fine as long as you're not a douche to Ochako over deciding you want a primary partner." Reaching up, Mina cupped Kinoko's cheeks and stared into her crosshatch eyes. "Polyamory for you is whatever you decide polyamory means to you. At least as long as it doesn't infringe on anyone else's experience."

'You're free to do you until it fucks with someone else.' That felt… reasonable to Mina. She was pretty sure she could be happy with that as a loose overarching relationship standard.

Kinoko looped her arms around Mina's neck, floundering for a second as she promptly encountered Mina's uppermost wings before curling her hands around to play with the rosette's hair. "That sounds doable. I'm really enjoying my time with you. And Reiko and Pony are great. And I said yes to this whole thing. So I'm, yeah, I'm obviously not opposed. I just need to figure out what all of this means to me."

Reaching up, Mina poked Kinoko's nose playfully. "And that is perfectly okay. We're all in that stage. Some of us are just better at pretending we've got it all figured out. Like, the first links in the polycule were formed at the entrance exam. None of us have everything figured out yet. I just keep trying to fake it till I make it and it hasn't failed me yet. Yet."

Kinoko leaned in and pressed a kiss to Mina's lips. "Well you're a very good faker." Pausing, she considered her words. "Which might be a more necessary skill if you were dating twenty-four boys."

That made Mina giggle. So far, there had been absolutely no need to fake anything in that regard. She was morbidly curious about Mineta and his small cluster of girls… but not curious enough to ask. Speaking of sticking things into places, though? "So. I've gotta know. You can grow mushrooms on demand. I understand your quirk correctly, right?" Kinoko nodded happily and Mina's grin turned wicked. "So have you ever… shroomed yourself?"

Kinoko gave Mina a confused look at that, causing the rosette to make a lewd gesture that promptly caused Kinoko's face to explode into a brilliant blush. "Oh god! No! Never! Do you know what that could do to your vaginal flora? Yeast infections are fungal. Like imagine that… but so much worse. Oh god. Oh god. I just… nooooo. Oh god. You could end up with something growing inside you from that. Like… a fungal colony inside you. Oh god." Leaning to the side a bit, Kinoko retched noisily.

Okay. So her takeaway here was that not every quirk was good for sexy time. Better to ask now that in the heat of the moment, right?

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"Okay so I feel like the answer is no but I'm gonna ask anyway. Has anyone ever had sex with a teacher?" Mina let her eyes roam her tablet curiously and then let out a loud gasp as Momo grinned sheepishly and raised her hand. "What? Yaomomo? Details! Explain!"

Shrugging nonchalantly, Momo reached up to run one hand through her hair. "There's not many options when you're homeschooled."

Mina's jaw dropped. Then she held up one finger, set down her iPad, and ran to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Waving to her mom, she returned to her room and picked up her iPad again. And then she took a large sip and did a spit-take all over the screen. "I… hold on." Taking her shirt off, she used it to wipe the screen clean. "Sorry, it was a good gag but I just remembered that my phone is water resistant but my tablet is not. Now that we have that resolved…"

Izumi looked around curiously before gesturing to the screen. "You do realize you're shirtless, right? Like, that's a thing we're all seeing?"

"Are you genuinely complaining? Now, as I was saying, now that the iPad matter is resolved… Yaomomo. Details." Mina gestured emphatically at the ravenette's box on the screen. "Because your comment could imply incest, masturbation, or just some garden variety age gap sex. Technically illegal, but seeing as how Japan doesn't have a near in age exception, so is literally every single time we've had sex. Also, I mean, if Miruko said yes tomorrow? Would. So I'm not going to give you shit if it's that. But given your appetites? I'm genuinely afraid to ask which one it is."

Chuckling softly, Momo twirled a lock of hair around her finger coquettishly. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

Mina nodded emphatically. "I would! That's why I asked!"

A soft giggle escaped Tooru as she tapped at her screen. "Hang on, they've been adding some fun interactive functions to group calls. Okay. Made a poll. Everyone vote: did Yaomomo fuck a parent, a tutor, or herself?" Everyone hurried to tap at the screen and Mina watched in fascination as the bar graph shifted back and forth. "The results are in, and… wow, y'all think Yaomomo is a freak."

"In my defense, I know Yaomomo." Saiko snickered softly before gesturing to the screen. "I actually don't know the answer to this question myself so I am very curious what the actual answer is going to turn out to be."

Momo just rolled her eyes. "I'm genuinely amused that any of you who have set foot in my home honestly think my mother would pay attention to me long enough to homeschool me. And the four of you who think I fucked my tutor… I'm sorry to disappoint you, but no to that as well. The remark was intended as a masturbation reference, which I do with remarkable frequency."

Perking up, Nejire waved her hand excitedly. "Question! Why masturbate when you can just fuck me?" Yuuyu nodded rapidly, gesturing to the girl's square on the screen emphatically.

"I do believe we've made plans to do so this weekend. If the urge strikes me during the school day, though, I will be sure to seek you out." Nejire offered a bright smile and a thumbs up, and Momo cocked her head to the side. "Would the notion of incest seriously be a problem for anyone in this polycule? Asking for two friends."

Kyouka and Mitoku raised their hands. "It's us. We're the friends."

Mina surveyed the screen curiously. Most of the older members knew about the twins and had seen it firsthand. The 1-B girls, on the other hand, were either less exposed to it or completely unexposed. This could get… interesting, and not in a necessarily fun way. Ibara raised a hand lazily. "Sadly the Bible only specifically forbids incest that could lead to procreation, so the twins kissing technically isn't a sin. That being said, it is very hot regardless."

Ah yes. Ibara and her… fascinating priorities. Well, that had honestly been the girl Mina most expected to be judgmental. Evidently she'd underestimated the vine-haired girl. Kinoko raised her hand shyly. "Uh, can you two maybe kiss and then I'll tell you how I feel about it?"

Reiko nodded in agreement. "Making a decision based on firsthand experience would be spooky."

The twins exchanged bemused looks, or at least faked it really well given that they were in separate rooms on separate phones again. They played a quick game of janken that Mitoku promptly lost, and the longer haired violette held up one finger before disappearing from view. She reappeared in Kyouka's screen a few seconds later, grabbing her sister's head and pressing their lips together hungrily. It almost made Mina want to tug at the collar of her shirt except, well, no shirt. Mitoku was evidently of the opinion that if she was going to kiss her sister for their entertainment, that she was going to give it her all.

When Kyouka's oversized t-shirt started shifting and inching upward, Mina cleared her throat. What they did in person notwithstanding, certain things did not need to be digitally transmitted on a call that wasn't end-to-end encrypted. "So. You have now been generously provided with a sample of the wares. What say you?" When the pair continued to kiss, Mina sighed. "Trash Cat?"

"On it!" Enmuko disappeared from Mina's bed and then Mitoku was abruptly yanked backward off of Kyouka and out of view. Then she was in Mina's bed, which… wasn't what the rosette had in mind but it worked so she wasn't going to complain. Enmuko stared at Mitoku for a moment, looked down at Mina's bed, and then raised a finger. "I can fix this." Grabbing Mitoku, she disappeared again and reappeared in Mei's view, dropping off Mitoku before popping out and returning to Mina. "There. Better."

Mei promptly grabbed Mitoku and kissed her, her phone tumbling onto the bed. Mina watched for a few seconds before shrugging. "Yeah, they're gone. So, those of you who are new to the whole twin thing… any issues with it?"

Shaking her head, Kinoko blushed faintly. "Uh, I have no issues with it. Anyone else?"

"Uh, Kyouka looks sort of lonely." Itsuka shifted awkwardly on her bed. "Enmuko, any chance that you can..?" The foggy girl sighed but obliged, popping out again and reappearing just long enough to grab Itsuka before teleporting the orange-haired girl to Kyouka's side. The sulking violette perked up at the sight of her partner in butchness and gave Mina a thumbs up. "Thank you, Enmuko."

Teleporting back to Mina's bed yet again, Enmuko grumbled and snuggled up against the rosette's bed. "That's the last teleportation of the night. If anyone else wants to go see anyone else, you guys can hire a taxi. I am taking my pants off and nothing is going to stop me."

Tsuyu slowly and deliberately winked one dark eye at her camera. "What if you take your pants off and then teleport to me? For, you know, some no pants things?"

"Curse you, foul temptress." Enmuko considered the offer for a few seconds but ultimately shook her head in response. "Nah. I'm gonna be over here, leaving some new teeth marks in Mina's wings."

Mina perked up and looked back at her girlfriend. "Oh shit, that's right. My parents are officially cool with the gay shit. We can finally have sex."

"That's what I was implying, yes."

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Stretching languidly under the covers, Mina let out a satisfied sigh. "Sex and then cuddles and then sleep and then waking up to cuddles is amazing. Eleven out of ten, will recommend to literally anyone who lets me talk about it."

Enmuko let out a soft chuckle before snuggling into Mina's sigh. "So. I have a question for you."

Leaning in, Mina pressed a kiss to Enmuko's forehead. "So. I have an answer for you."

"That's my hope, yes. I know you're three years away from being a grown adult living on your own and all. So if the answer is genuinely 'I don't know', that's perfectly fine with me." Enmuko rolled over, resting her body halfway on top of Mina's as she stared down at the rosette. "But do you actually have a plan for how to make this function as adults? Not the Holy Hoard end of things; you barely know how to be a hero yet, much less how to run an agency. But like… the hoard itself. When we're all expected to move out of our parents' houses and make our way out into the world. How do you see this going?"

Sliding out from under Enmuko, Mina hopped out of bed and bounced into the middle of the room. "I've actually been thinking about this, and I think I've come up with a pretty solid idea. Which is... Nejire and I go… fu!" She threw her arms out from her side. "Sion!" She leaned over and pointed her index fingers at the wall. "And then we turn into a horny purple-haired dragon with an insatiable sex drive who proceeds to have sex with all of you at once in a massive orgy." Straightening up, Mina smiled widely. "Thoughts?"

Pushing herself up on her elbows, Enmuko snickered softly. "If Nejina could fuck us all into satisfaction in only thirty minutes, I don't know if that would speak highly of her or poorly of us."

Mina tapped her finger against her chin as she thought. "I mean, to be fair, I never promised complete satisfaction. Just some sex? Like, I feel like logically the orgy would continue long after Nejina defused and not end until everyone was completely happy?"

"Fair enough. Let's get serious, though." Enmuko gestured down at their bed. "Like, have you considered logistics at all? Would we have one enormous master bedroom with a giant custom bed or would we have individual bedrooms? Or somewhere in the middle? Small group spaces that we all bounce back and forth between? I feel like both come with benefits and drawbacks."

Man, Enmuko was full of tough - but valid - questions this morning. Bouncing back over, Mina plopped down on the edge of the bed and considered the question. "Hmm. On one hand, I want to say a giant group bedroom? Like go full on sultan and his harem and just have… a world record breakingly large bed for all of us. But then while I don't really care about privacy, I feel like I'm the exception to the rule there?"

Raising her hand, Enmuko wobbled it from side to side uncertainly. "I don't really have much privacy here and I'm finding that I don't mind it? My entire existence is shared with yours and that's okay with me. That being said, I don't know how I'd do constantly sharing all my space with as many other people as we're dating. That's a very busy room if I want to curl up and read manga or something."

Mina nodded thoughtfully. "What about like… a house with fourteen bedrooms? We can figure out some mutually agreeable system to distribute rooms between everyone and then the fourteenth bedroom would just be a giant like, room with a bed so that as many people as wanted to on any given night could just come and curl up together. Or, you know, orgies."

"Or orgies." Enmuko chuckled softly and then sat up, stretching her arms up over her head. "Now that I think about it, that would be a drawback to a smaller room setup. Not that I doubt there will be plenty of one-on-one and smaller group encounters happening, but like… we're a giant polycule. At points, there's going to be some larger group sex going on and we're going to need a place to do it."

Spreading her arms out from her sides, Mina gestured grandly. "So. Thirteen smaller rooms. Someone gets their own, or maybe you'll bring us one last girlfriend and we'll have exactly enough space. And then one bigger room where I just vibe and anyone who wants to join me can?"

Enmuko hummed softly. "That sounds like a reasonable compromise between privacy and practicality. Now you just need to earn enough money to build a house with at least fourteen bedrooms in it. Wait. Fifteen. Eri."

Oh shoot, she'd forgotten about their homicidal little knife baby. How, Mina had no idea. Eri should have been pretty memorable. That raised another good question, though. "Wait, should we plan ahead for kids? Do you think people are going to want kids? Like, I know I don't want any of my own but I would gladly be the worst aunt to any kids that anyone else has."

"I definitely do not want any myself. We can be the crazy aunts together." Enmuko rose to her feet and wandered over to wrap her arms around Mina's shoulders, cocking her head to the side thoughtfully. "That being said, I feel like… hmm. Actually that's a good question. Who has mom energy? Ochako? But like, she's gonna be busy mommy domming an entire polycule. Is she going to want to balance that with actual motherhood?"

Mina made a soft thoughtful noise as she considered that. "Not sure? I feel like that'd be a good question to ask her though. Because yeah, I could see her going either way. You know who I could absolutely see having a kid, though? Izumi." Enmuko's right eye grew a bit and Mina pantomimed throwing a punch off to her side. "Dynasty. Especially if she's going to be a better hero than All Might, I feel like she'd probably want to pass it on so someday there's a hero who's better than the hero who's better than All Might."

A soft noise of disagreement escaped Enmuko. "You do know she's completely lying about that, right? I mean… she's not a very good liar. At all. I don't know what the truth is, but I'm reasonably certain that everything she's ever told us at all ever about her quirk is a lie. A very complicated and thorough lie, but still a lie."

"I'm dumb and even I know that. I try not to take it personally, to be honest. Like… I'm not thrilled that she's lying to me but at the same time? Especially now that I know she's All Might's daughter?" Mina shrugged helplessly. "I'm pretty sure that there's like, some national security secrets behind her quirk and that's why she's lying. Like, nobody knows what All Might's quirk is and so if she inherited his quirk or a mutation of it, then I can kind of understand why she'd be pretty cagey about it."

Enmuko's eyes widened. "Wait. If she ever gets to tell us the truth… do you think we'll get to find out what All Might's quirk is too? Obviously I'd never betray her trust by telling anyone, but… that would be so cool."

That would be cool! Leaning in, Mina lowered her voice conspiratorially. "What do you think his quirk is? Because personally until we met Izumi, I wasn't really convinced he had a quirk at all. I thought that he was like, a Saiyan or something. I mean, look at the hair?"

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"Kiri!"

"Mina!"

"Hi!" Mina bounced over to her friend's desk excitedly, leaning down to hug the one boy she actually liked. Well, Mineta was pretty chill. The first boy that she'd actually liked, she supposed? Whatever. Eijiro was Eijiro and she had been sorely neglecting this particular friendship during her mad pursuit of her goal. Time to fix that. "How have you been? I feel like we haven't talked in forever."

Eijiro waved dismissively in response to her comment. "You've been busy with your whole hoard thing. Paying attention to your partners is super manly. I'm not upset about it. I do sort of miss you, though. I don't have anyone to talk to about boys."

Hopping up onto the edge of Eijiro's desk, Mina carefully crossed her legs. No need to give anyone other than her girlfriends a free show, after all. "Yes. Boys. You met Bakugou during the entrance exam and were kinda into him. Either that, or… I mean, what are the odds that there was another boy with an explosion quirk who did well enough to catch your attention but not well enough to pass the exam?"

"I mean… hmm." Eijiro pondered that for a moment before holding up a finger. "What if it's not Bakugou but he's in 1-B?"

Mina furrowed her brow at that. Putting two people with the same quirk in the same class would be pretty weird. There could therefore theoretically be an explosive boy in 1-B. She peered down at Eijiro. "Is he?"

Chuckling, Eijiro shook his head. "No, it's absolutely Bakugou." Leaning in, the redhead lowered his voice. "He's sort of handsome in a rugged way, you know?"

"Considering I am a lesbian? No. I do not know." Mina scrunched up her face in disgust as she looked over at Bakugou. She did not see the attraction whatsoever. Tilting her head to the side, she tried to picture Bakugou as a girl. Like, a Bakugou Masama or somesuch. Then her nose scrunched up further. She was pretty sure that she had a girl kink; she liked it when women. But even she wasn't sure that she'd be into Bakugou even if he was a she. "Like, is this a little brain attraction thing? Because his personality is a dumpster fire."

Eijiro made a pained noise. "Do you have to call it the 'little' brain? That's kind of emasculating."

Shrugging, Mina brought her hands up on either side of Eijiro's head. "If this isn't the big brain? I fear for your partners' assholes."

Eijiro opened his mouth, closed it, and then let out a huff of amusement. "I guess you have a point there? Although at the risk of being too forward… from what I've seen of Asui in costume, I kind of fear for you?"

From seat three, Tsuyu let out an amused ribbit. "I'm fucking huge, kero."

"Okay but like, two things relative to that. Thing the first: I can heal myself, I found out. So whatever doesn't kill me makes me cum." Mina held up a single finger and grinned widely. "Second: if I die, at least I'll die doing what I love."

Tsuyu raised an eyebrow. "You love me?"

Nodding emphatically, Mina stretched her arms out toward the girl. "I do love you! Probably not the best way to say it for the first time, but yeah! I love you, Tsuyu!" The verdette darted over and received a hug and a quick kiss on the lips before returning to her seat, staring straight a head as she reached up to wipe a single tear from her eye. "Okay, so I'm probably going to have to deal with that later. But for right now, Kiri, we're talking about you. You and your absolute shit taste in men."

Eijiro sighed resignedly. "I don't know. I mean, at the end of the day, I actually sort of like Bakugou's personality? Like… he's living his life without regrets. Single mindedly pursuing a goal with everything he has. That's the sort of thing that Crimson Riot talked about, and the sort of thing that I'm really into?"

"Okay but he's single mindedly pursuing a goal while being an absolute douchebag to everyone around him." Mina gestured over at where Mineta was sitting on Izumi's lap as they talked. "Like, he's bad enough that Izumi picked GrapeShot over him."

Straightening up, Mineta shot an offended look over at Mina. "What's that supposed to mean? I'm great. Izumi thinks I'm great. Right Izumi?" Izumi nodded in agreement and Mineta looked back over at the rosette. "So yeah. What's that supposed to mean?"

Mina inhaled deeply before chopping her hands. "GrapeShot… you buy pictures of my feet. My feet. You are clearly not a quality human being."

A noise of consternation emerged from Mineta and then he nodded slowly. "I… you know what? That's fair."

"Wait a second, I buy pictures of your feet too." Fuyumi looked up from what she was doing. "What does that make me?"

Mina winked playfully at the petite girl. "Lucky that you're the only girl Todoroki, or I would absolutely date a more normal Todoroki." Fuyumi let out a little huff. "Which reminds me, the author's lady friend just signed up for FeetFinder so there's about to be… so much more foot content in this story." Perking up, Fuyumi offered Mina a thumbs up in response. "Getting back to Kiri's trash taste in men for the third time… Bakugou is a grade A douche. Even if if he turns out to be a good hero? He has a shit personality. And that's not how you become the number one hero, that's like… Endeavor territory." Eijiro looked away and Mina let out a scandalized gasp, leaning in and lowering her voice conspiratorially. "Kiri, are you attracted to Endeavor?"

Evidently she wasn't quiet enough because across the room, Fuyumi promptly looked right back up from what she was reading on her phone. Eijiro blushed brightly and made a shushing motion. "Not so loud. Endeavor's daughter is literally right there."

Evidently he wasn't quiet enough either, because Fuyumi decided to get up out of her seat and come over to join them. "I'm not going to judge Kirishima for being attracted to my father. Well, much. He has enough fans that his merchandise sells. Somewhat. I think he ranks at the bottom of the top ten despite being the number two hero?"

Kirishima let out a sigh of relief. Then he perked up and looked over at Fuyumi. "Do you think he'd sign an autograph for me? Like, he drops you off at school and picks you up. If I just so happened to be in the right place at the right time…"

A soft snort escaped Fuyumi. "You know what? I'm absolutely going to set up that encounter just to see how it goes."

"I'm not going to lie, I kinda want to see that too. Your father is a great hero but, uh, approachable he is not." Mina reached out to ruffle Eijiro's hair fondly. "Watching Kiri blow through that and try to socialize with him could be hilarious."

Eijiro looked back and forth between the two girls curiously before leaning in toward Fuyumi. "My gaydar sucks. How's yours? Because Bakugou is pretty cool and all but if there's other options, I'm all ears. Like, seeing Mina do this whole thing of hers has made me really want a boyfriend."

Raising her hand, Fuyumi wobbled it back and forth. "Not great. I didn't know my own brother was gay until he brought home a boyfriend. But, uh, dating hack. Let's take you to the gym-"

"Okay, this sounds manly."

"-and have you do a workout with no shirt on." Fuyumi gestured to Kirishima excitedly, bouncing lightly on her toes. "Whoever stares a little too much? They're who you should hit on."

This… actually seemed like a decent plan? Not to mention she could be the wingwoman and look super cute in her workout gear. "Kiri, do you want to go to the gym today after class?"

"Let's do it!"

Yeah!

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"So, as long as I have you as a willing audience…"

"Ma'am, this is class. I'm pretty sure we're not allowed to leave."

Kayama Nemuri cracked her whip in Mina's direction as she narrowed her eyes in annoyance. "I'm trying to be playful. Make things enjoyable. I know you're stuck in class with me for another twenty minutes. That doesn't mean we can't have fun." Mina held her hands up in surrender and Kayama huffed softly. "As I was saying… while you're all here. Tell me what you're thinking about your costumes so far. After all, heroic image is literally my specialty. You had your initial lesson in them, time to make adjustments, and now a second lesson in them. How do you feel about them so far?"

Aoyama thrust his hand into the air boldly and then waited for Kayama to point at him. "My costume is très magnifique. Everything I could want in a costume has been made reality by our outstanding suppliers. I just wish my cape was longer so it could sparkle even more grandly in the light."

Wouldn't that just become a tripping hazard? Mina debated pointing that out before deciding… you know what, no, just let Aoyama have his fun. She wasn't going to be the big pink fun ruiner that Eri claimed she was. The rosette looked around curiously, wondering if anyone else would volunteer an opinion. Tooru thrust her hand into the air. "I also really like how my costume came out. Ten out of ten, no criticism at all."

Ochako shot an amused look over at the invisible girl. "Aren't you just running around in boots and gloves, Tooru?"

"I am and as a nudist, I am loving it! Just… the wind on my skin. It's glorious." The majority of the boys in the class shifted uncomfortably, making Tooru giggle. "That being said, I'm absolutely going to get the DNA fiber suit now that I'm here at UA and they can properly harvest my hair. Might get a makeover in the process? They have someone who can grow out your hair with their quirk to make the harvesting easier, and I'm curious how I'd look with longer hair."

Fuyumi made a soft noise of consternation at Tooru's words, but Mina decided not to ruin her girlfriend's fun. When she was ready, she would reveal what she looked like to everybody else. Although Tsuyu was shooting an appraising look at the invisible girl, which reminded Mina that the frog fatale could in fact see Tooru in her own way. Which was a subplot that she was pretty sure the author had forgotten about at least once. Weren't they supposed to do photos with a near infrared camera or something?

Two of the boys took turns verbalizing their thoughts on their costumes after Tooru, which Mina promptly tuned out because… boys. Well, boys who weren't Eijiro or Mineta. Which… one of these days, she really needed to ask him for permission to call him by his first name. Not that she ever would; GrapeShot for life, just like how he called her Toyotama. But like, it was the principle of the matter at this point. They were metamours.

Speaking of Mineta, he raised his hand hesitantly. "Um, I sort of need help with my costume? I kinda went for a bowl of grapes aesthetic and the bowl part… looks more like a diaper than I'm happy with? I still want to be the Fresh-Picked Hero: Grape Juice. Like, that hasn't changed. I just want to look better while doing it?"

"See me after class, Mineta. I'll arrange some… private, after school instruction for you." Kayama watched with visible amusement as Mineta promptly slid out of his desk and did a pushup before turning back to the rest of the class. "That's less than half of you. Did everyone else have that good of luck on their costumes? That's practically unheard of when it comes to first years."

Raising her hand slowly, Izumi blushed a bit. "Well, I submitted my costume design before… you know. The dad thing. So I didn't mind my first version but I like the second version more for obvious reasons."

Momo brought her hand up to her mouth as she grinned wickedly. "I likewise am fond of my costume. Although it is more covering than the original design that I submitted."

…that was 'more covering'? Three-quarters of Momo was on display in her current costume! Mina stared at the girl incredulously, huffing when the ravenette winked at her teasingly. Kayama chuckled softly. "I'm not going to lie, learning that you feel like fighting that fight is almost enough to make me want to dig out my original costume for one last patrol."

"Okay, so, Yaomomo mentioned that on the day of our first practical lesson but I was too busy being distracted by all the glorious ass and titty - especially the titty - to ask questions." Turning in her seat, Mina looked from Kayama to Momo and back. "What exactly is going on with Yaomomo and her costume? I thought that wearing stuff that revealing was illegal these days?"

Kayama nodded agreeably. "Legally speaking, Ashido, you're not wrong. It is in fact illegal to show as much skin as Yaoyorozu's costume currently shows. The only reason that her request was fulfilled is that technically speaking, the Decency in Costuming Act only applies to licensed and active heroes. Yaoyorozu is neither of those things."

Glancing back at the inordinately smug looking Momo again, Mina made a confused noise. "So what? You're going to wear it as a student and then put more on when you graduate? That seems… backwards? Although that's literally what Midnight did so shrug?"

"I am not. I am going to wait for the government to reprimand me, and then my painstakingly assembled legal team is going to sue the government challenging the constitutionality of the Decency in Costuming Act." Momo preened as Mina stared at her with wide eyes. "Specifically, it may violate Article Fourteen. I plan on calling Kirishima as an exhibit."

Whipping around, Mina stared at the equally confused Eijiro as the redhead gestured to himself. "I mean, challenging unjust laws is super manly and I'm completely supportive of your efforts… but why me?"

Momo gestured to her chest. "Think about your hero costume, Kirishima. And then think about the fact that you drew inspiration from other, existing, licensed male heroes who freely patrol with a bare chest." Momo waited until Eijiro nodded slowly before gesturing to herself again. "Article Fourteen of the Constitution explicitly enshrines that no individual in Japan may face discrimination based on - among other things - sex. So how is it legal for your costume to exist, but not for mine?"

Opening and closing his mouth several times, Eijiro eventually settled for an uncertain noise and a shrug. "You know what? I've honestly never thought about it before, but you kind of have a point there." Perking up, he thrust his fist into the air determinedly. "Fight the power, Yaoyorozu!"

"All this youthful enthusiasm… really turns me on!" Kayama hugged her whip to her chest as she squirmed in place. "Not to mention that if Yaoyorozu is successful, I'm going straight back to my original costume and there is not a power on this earth that can stop me." The intercom crackled warningly and Kayama slumped before shooting the speaker a baleful look. "Fine, there's one power on this earth that can stop me."

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"Miss Kayama. Do you have a moment to speak with me?"

Mina skidded to a stop on her way out the door to lunch, peering curiously at Momo as the ravenette approached the front of the room. Then she very politely stepped to the side to let her classmates through… because she was nosy as shit and wanted to know what was going on. Looking up from her notes, Kayama gestured for Momo to approach her. "Any time, Yaoyorozu. Well, most any time. I do have to catch up with Mineta at some point and… do you know why he keeps doing pushups during my classes? I asked the other teachers and they say he doesn't do it during their classes."

Bringing her hand up to her mouth, Momo let out a titter of laughter. "I dare say that's something you should discuss with Mineta at some point. I suppose you might want to take it as a compliment, after a fashion?" Kayama looked a little confused at her response but nodded in acknowledgement. Momo watched as the rest of the students left for lunch before beckoning for Mina to join her. "I have perilous few secrets from you and I don't intend for this to be one of them."

Mina bounced over to join Momo in front of the podium, peering up at the ravenette curiously. "Ooh, is this supposed to be a secret from other people, then? Because I'm still not great at keeping secrets."

"Not so much a secret per se as a conversation that does not necessarily need to occur with an audience." Momo shot the visibly confused Mina a reassuring smile before turning back to Kayama. "So. I am aware that my lovely girlfriend made an offer to someone yesterday and was rebuffed-"

She had? She was?

"-so I would like to take this opportunity to extend a similar offer to you while the opportunity is still available to me." Momo paused, taking a deep breath and collecting herself before continuing. "Mister Aizawa says you monitor our social media, so you may be aware that I've recently taken in a young girl. Eri. As it so happens, her quirk is able to rewind things to a previous state."

Oh! Mina knew what was going on now! She peered up at Momo thoughtfully, nibbling on her lower lip. Technically yes, any form of Kayama the Teacher and Holy Hoard interaction would involve an imbalance of power that she was very much not in favor of. Even if they were legal and that rather sizable issue was no longer such, that would still be a line that she didn't feel like crossing. But if Kayama became Nemuri the Teenager again… Mina wasn't necessarily against it? As long as Nemuri the Teenager stopped working at UA, that was. Having a teenage teacher girlfriend would still be a power imbalance situation… and really weird and awkward to boot.

Pausing again as Kayama offered an encouraging smile and gestured for her to continue, Momo took that moment to measure her words carefully and then smiled tremulously. "So I was wondering if you might… possibly be interested in getting rewound back into a teenager and possibly joining Mina's hoard?"

"Forgive me if this is rude but… what?" Kayama looked back and forth between Momo and Mina incredulously. "You want to what?"

Momo offered an encouraging nod and a bright smile. "We would have Eri rewind your age back to somewhere between fifteen and seventeen to bring you in line with the rest of us. In return, you would consent to join the Holy Hoard. As our girlfriend and eventual heroic teammate."

Kayama opened her mouth, closed it, and then let out an exasperated sigh. "You couldn't just leave apples for me in the podium?" Reaching out, she ruffled Momo's hair gently. "Listen, Yaoyorozu, you're a great kid… but you're still a kid. I am thirty-one this year. Eighteen at heart. But thirty-one of mind and body. Even if you rewound my body to be a teenager? Which I'm not going to lie, I am intrigued by. Being a hero is a rough life; aches and pains are already starting to catch up with me. But I would still be thirty-one in my head. Literally twice as old as you. That would be… very inappropriate."

As Momo sagged in place, Mina reached out to pat the taller girl on the back. "I was kinda expecting that. That's what Miruko said to me when I asked her. Well, more or less. She asked me if I'd gotten kicked in the head? But yeah. The gist was the same."

"Wait, you asked Miruko before you asked me? I can't decide whether or not to feel insulted by that." Kayama considered the matter for a short stretch before ultimately shaking her head. "You know what? I can't find it in me to be genuinely mad at you. I mean, have you seen her thighs?"

Mina nodded eagerly. "I have!"

After sharing a knowing look with Mina, Kayama turned back to Momo. "You're in the springtime of your youth. You have a fabulous group of girlfriends, Yaoyorozu, and one of them even wants to be like me when she grows up. Hell, I might let Kodai inherit my name and costume if she impresses me over the next few years. Don't waste your time longing after the unobtainable. You'll lose focus on all that you've already achieved."

"I… suppose you are right. I have a remarkable, wonderful group of girlfriends as it stands. I just… would have enjoyed adding you to that group." Momo sighed before rebounding, drawing herself up to her full height. "Very well. I may have to wait several years, but one day I will fulfill my dream of dating an older woman."

Mina raised a finger curiously. "Wait, what about Moe and Yuu? And Enmuko and Saiko and Chitose and Himiko and that dumb girl Moe is bringing us?"

Rolling her eyes, Momo waved dismissively. "They are older than me, yes, but they do not rise to the level of being an 'older woman' in my eyes." Momo clenched her hands into fists passionately. "I wish… I wish to date a MILF!"

Based! Except… neither Fuyumi nor Momo would likely approve of exactly which MILFs Mina was particularly interested in. Which was completely unfair! Mina would be completely okay if anyone was interested in her mom! Her mom was hot! Huffing, she crossed her arms over her chest and looked away. Why wasn't… you know what? She was going to ask Enmuko and Nejire what they thought of her mom. Maybe one of them thought her mom was hot?

"And some day you may in fact achieve that goal. But it won't be with me, Yaoyorozu. For among other reasons, the fact that I don't have kids and have no intention of changing that anytime soon." Kayama ruffled Momo's hair again before grabbing her papers off the top of the podium and stepping away. "Now if you'll excuse me? I'm going to go pretend this questionably appropriate conversation never happened. Try to have a better second half of the day."

Momo did a completely terrible job of being subtle while watching Kayama walk away, her head turning to follow the older woman's retreat. Once their teacher had disappeared through the doorway, she sighed and slumped again. "Well, I suppose that in the grander scheme of things, the important part is that an attempt was ultimately made? Rejected, but made."

Nodding, Mina reached out to rub Momo's back comfortingly. "Do you want me to go get Tsuyu? Would throating some frog schmeat make you feel better?"

Momo considered that for a moment before nodding. "You know what? It would. It genuinely would."

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"Okay so since we may or may not be in an anime… possibly a shoujo anime? We got distracted before we ever really finished that conversation. But either way. We may in fact be in an anime. So…" Mina looked around the lunch table curiously. "Who's your VA?"

Ochako cocked her head to the side as she considered the question. "Considering you can break the fourth wall, shouldn't you of all people know whether or not we're in an anime or not? And for that matter, what kind of anime we're in?"

Rolling her eyes, Mina waved dismissively. "I can't actually break the fourth wall, Ochako, that would be ridiculous. It's just a bit." Turning, she stared off into space at nothing in particular. "Or is it?"

Momo let out a thoughtful hum at that. "What an esoteric thing to consider, especially considering anime as a form of media died around the dawn of quirks. Which still seems so strange to me. Granted yes, CGI had gotten rather good by that point and so it became increasingly practical to portray what had previously only been viable in animation. And quirks made the production of the fantastic even more achievable. But manga persevered. I'm genuinely perplexed as to why there haven't been any new anime in over a century and a half."

Shrugging uncertainly, Mina gestured to their surroundings. "Then again, look at what happened to comic book movies. Marvel and DC still exist, but the movies based on their stuff dried up in the mid twenty-first century. Now all people want to watch are movies based on real heroes."

Setsuna raised a finger, a curious expression on her face. "Which one do my father's movies count as: hero movies or tokusatsu films? Because technically he's a hero… but he's also Gojiro."

"I… you know what? That's a very good question." Mina considered it for a moment before shrugging and waving dismissively. "We can come back to that later if we have enough time. I want to talk voice actors. Who do you think is voicing you if we're in an anime?"

Ochako leaned over toward Tsuyu. "I don't really know names or anything. I don't watch the end credits very often, and obviously they're all very dead at this point. But, uh, has anyone watched One Piece? I feel like I sorta sound like Nami?"

Given that One Piece had ended up with like, twenty-five hundred chapters spanning three generations of author by the time it finally ended? And slightly more episodes of the anime, and a whole bunch of movies? Mina had found the entire thing completely unapproachable and had accordingly never gotten into it. That being said, Nami had some rocking tits and so as a thirsty lesbian, of course Mina knew who Nami was. She didn't, however, know who voiced her and so she dug out her phone. A quick Google search showed the answer to be… "Christian Luci? Or Okamura Akemi? Are you a sub girl or a dub girl?"

"Never a sub. Wink. But no, in all seriousness, dubs. I used it to practice my English. Which was actually harder than it sounded because most sites would post the Japanese subtitles as the 'captions' for English voice acting. So I couldn't be like, oh, these words sound like this out loud, good to know." Ochako stared off into space for a second before shaking her head to clear it. "But yeah. Absolutely Christian Luci."

Momo tapped at her phone a few times, possibly writing that down, possibly searching something for herself? Mina shrugged; if the ravenette wanted to share, she would. And so she turned her thoughts inward. Who did she sound like? "Okay, not sure if this counts because it's video game voice acting and not anime voice acting, but as someone who has spent a bunch of time in arcades with retro consoles? I think I sound a lot like Juri. Or… ooh! Just thought of an anime girl! I sound like Sayaka Miki from Madoka Magica, don't I?"

The corner of Momo's mouth quirked upward as she continued to tap at her phone. "You have a very good ear, Mina. Same voice actress. Kitamura Eri. I'll have to sample their work for myself before I can give an opinion, but you may be on to something." Looking up, her faint grin turned into a distinct frown. "Outside of a select few shows, most of my anime consumption is… not especially for public discussion." Oops. They'd found Mineta's competition for largest hentai collection, hadn't they? "Who would you say that I sound like?"

Oooh, that was a genuinely interesting question. Hmm. Mina furrowed her brow in thought. Part of her wanted to tease Momo a little by making a silly suggestion, but she was pretty sure that any joke would end up going over the ravenette's head because she had no idea what most characters sounded like to be able to agree or disagree. "Does anyone else think Yaomomo sounds sorta like Litner Yoko?"

"Yo, she does, though." Setsuna perked up and shot a toothy smile at the taller girl. "I kinda want to see her in the outfit, too."

Mina reached over to chop the top of Setsuna's head gently. "Down, girl. You're making a 'girlfriend' tier request when you haven't upgraded past the 'friend' tier yet."

Snapping her teeth playfully at Mina's retreating hand, Setsuna nodded in understanding. "No, that's fair of you. Very fair. About that. Can you manage to break off, like, one girlfriend minimum to take me out on a date after school today? Possibly yourself, if you're not otherwise occupied?" At Mina's surprised look, she shrugged self-consciously. "I mean, you're not wrong. I've been playing the fence for long enough that things are getting awkward. I might as well commit at this point."

Mina raised her hand, high fiving Setsuna excitedly. "Nice! Um, lemme see what I can do and get back to you. Yaomomo, invite her to the LINE group chat. That being said… don't think this gets you out of the discussion. Who do you think you sound like? Go."

"Tsuyu." Mina looked from Setsuna to the surprised smaller girl as Tsuyu gestured to herself uncertainly, and then back to Setsuna. "Also, sort of like Pony? Like, apart from Pony's accent and Tsuyu's slight frogginess, I feel like we would all have the same voice actor."

Letting out a sigh of exasperation, Mina shook her head. "First of all, you three sound nothing alike."

"We do, though!"

"Second of all, fine." Mina gestured down the table to where Tsuyu had resumed eating while peering over at them curiously. "Who would Tsuyu's voice actress be, then? If supposedly you and her and Pony all share a voice actor?"

Setsuna shrugged uncaringly. "Fuck if I know. Whoever the fuck voiced Kaname Madoka? Or maybe Tatsumaki from One Punch Man?"

Perking up, Mina offered the lizard girl a thumbs up. "Both are excellent choices. Especially Madoka. Love that show." Leaning forward, she peered past Setsuna to where Tsuyu was sitting. "Tsuyu. You share a voice actress with Madoka. Yay or nay?"

Tsuyu raised a hand and wobbled it back and forth noncommittally. "Personally, I kinda think I sound like Bulma and Setsuna sounds more like Kale." At Mina's confused look, she clarified. "Specifically the dub actresses for the Dragon Ball characters."

Ah. Another franchise that was way, way too large for her to get into. Like One Piece. Or Pokémon. Mina furrowed her brow. "Yaomomo, can you write those down so we can look them up together later?" The ravenette shot her a playful salute, and then Mina leaned in and lowered her voice conspiratorially. "Okay, so here's a tough one for you. Who do you think Izumi sounds like?"

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"So we've had basic combat training. And even more basic combat training. Sandwiched with a chance to modify your costumes." Aizawa's tired gaze swept over the class and Mina vibrated excitedly in her seat. Today was gonna have to go hard to live up to yesterday's fun. "Today we'll be learning a key skill for your future as heroes: introductory first aid."

Aww, mou, first aid? She was much better at thirst aid. Mina slumped back in her seat as her classmates began talking lowly amongst themselves. Aizawa allowed a certain amount of chatter as long as it didn't get disruptive. Looking back at Tsuyu, she sighed resignedly. "I wonder if I'm going to be exempt from this lesson. I mean…" Trailing off, she breathed a thin stream of golden fire.

Tsuyu let out a soft ribbit of amusement. "You probably should be here for it, kero. You can't just breathe fire on all your problems."

Crossing her arms over her chest, Mina nodded decisively. "I can and I will. Especially because a lot of injured people are gross looking. Like… Ochako and Izumi at the entrance exam? Super gross. Why would I want to go any closer to that than I have to? Or, eww, touch it? I'll just breathe fire on it. Much simpler."

The corner of Tsuyu's relatively unexpressive mouth quirked upward at that. "You're going to be the worst hero, kero. You know that, right?"

"What? I think it's very reasonable of me." Mina pouted back at the verdette. "I'm all about helping my fellow man. As long as they're not gross."

Tsuyu brought her finger up to the corner of her mouth. "But you think most men are gross."

Cocking her head to the side, Mina considered that. "I mean, I was mostly talking about people with really bad injuries and stuff, but you're… not wrong? Hmm. What if I only save the fifty-one percent of the population that's women? That's still a lot of saving, right? Good enough for the number one spot?"

Tsuyu shook her head in fond amusement. "Like I said, kero, worst hero. You're lucky you're really cute, or your rating would be shit." Pausing, the verdette thought for a moment before raising another concern with Mina. "What if the contagious dragon problem rears its head again? It might be good to know how to treat people the old-fashioned way."

Puffing her cheeks out, Mina shot a mock glare at the smaller girl. "I do not have contagious dragon! We resolved that plot line one hundred and sixty-three chapters ago!" Huffing, she turned to her left and breathed a stream of flame up and down over Kaminari's body. "See! He's not an electric dragon or anything!"

"Uh, I'm something?"

Mina's eyes widened as the flickering flames died away to reveal a… really cute girl? Mina wasn't sure what Kaminari's name kanji were - she'd had no reason to care before this point - so she wasn't sure what to call the super adorable yellow-haired girl sitting next to her. She did know one thing, though. She wanted to call her… immediately!

Completely unsurprisingly, Kaminari quickly reached up to grab her chest. Which was relatable. Breasts were pretty cool, Mina wasn't going to lie. After that, Kaminari reached up to run her fingers through her hair before pouting. "Aww, I was hoping I had something cute like a hime cut or something. I probably still look kinda boyish like this."

Kyouka raised an eyebrow at that. "What's wrong with looking kinda boyish?"

"Nothing! I mean, it works for you. I just kinda pictured myself as like, a cute girly girl kind of girl, you know?" Something occurred to Kaminari and her eyes widened. "Wait. I'm a girl. You like girls." Kaminari shot Kyouka her best flirtatious grin. "Hey."

Oh! She didn't just have Girl Breath! She had Lesbian Breath! That was… awesome! Hopping up out of her seat, Mina promptly breathed fire all over Eijiro. "You get to be a lesbian!" Then she turned and breathed her flames all over Ojiro too. "And you get to be a lesbian!" Darting across the room, she bathed Bakugou in flames. "Everybody gets to be a lesbian!"

Except Iida. He'd probably still be the most unfuckable thing ever created even as a girl.

When the flames faded from around Bakugou, she was actually kinda cute, Mina decided. She looked royally unimpressed with the rosette but to be fair, when did Bakugou ever have a pleasant expression on his… well, now her face? She promptly looked Mina up and down before turning her nose up at the girl. "I'm not going out with you, you bootleg Digimon."

Leaning in, Mina invaded the girl's space. "Okay but the real question is, would you have some filthy demeaning no-strings sex with me if you could get away with it?"

"I mean…" Turning her head slightly, Bakugou peered up at Mina with one red eye. "You're annoying as fuck but you are kinda hot. So probably?"

Mina thrust both her fists into the air triumphantly. "I'll take it!"

Scoffing, Bakugou looked away again. "You really do have low standards, don't you?"

"I must. I mean, I think you're cute." Mina let out a cackle as Bakugou shot her a glare. "What can I say? My type is… girls! I love girls! I'm just super gay!"

Making her way over, Momo wrapped an arm around Mina's shoulders and steered the smaller girl away from Bakugou. "Now that you've discovered this new power of yours, I feel like one of us should step in to set some ground rules. Namely, you can't date literally everybody. Please don't try to date everybody. You can make as many girls as you want, but please leave some of the girls for someone else to date. We're already a rather sizable polycule as it stands. Much more would make us too unwieldy to function properly."

Mina nodded in agreement, leaning up and pressing a kiss to Momo's lips. That was very fair. Then again, Mina was completely okay with looking at girls but not touching. Like, she would be completely and totally content with simply improving the scenery in the classroom. Then her eyes landed on her incredibly irked looking teacher. "Mister Aizawa!"

Head jerking up, Aizawa shot a glowing red glare at Mina. "Don't you dare."

"Aww come on. You would make a super pretty goth girl." Mina darted forward out of Momo's grasp, planting her hands on either side of the podium and leaning in. "Come on, Mister Aizawa. You know you want to."

"I assure you I do not, Ashido."

"You have to blink eventually."

"I will expel you."

Grinning widely, Mina inhaled deeply and-

"Ashido. Ashido!"

Mina jerked upright as something smacked her atop her head, yanking her from… her dreams? She looked around uncertainly, finding the entire class staring at her. Including… sadly male Eijiro, Kaminari, Ojiro, and Bakugou? So wait, she didn't have Lesbian Breath? It was all a dream? Boo! Reaching up, she rubbed the top of her head as she looked over at Recovery Girl. "I'm awake. Food coma. What did I miss?"

Letting out a soft harrumph, Recovery Girl gestured to the large case she was holding in the hand not occupied by her cane. "For today's practical, we're going to be learning basic first aid."

Eyes widening, Mina looked over at Eijiro. "Just like in my dream. Wait!" She breathed a thick stream of fire at the redhead, completely covering him. When it faded, Eijiro was… still Eijiro. "Aww nuts."

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"I can't believe you fell asleep in class."

"I can't believe you don't fall asleep in class." Mina stuck her tongue out at Eijiro as they ran side by side on a pair of treadmills. "Like, math is the worst."

Eijiro nodded in agreement. "Math is in fact the worst. But like, Mina, you fell asleep at the start of the literal most exciting class that we have each day. You would have to drug me to get me to fall asleep for Foundational Heroics."

Leaning over and spreading her wings a bit for better balance, Mina leered playfully at her friend. "That could be arranged, you know. Yaomomo knows how to make a scary number of things with her quirk. I bet you anything that at least one tranquilizer is floating around in her head."

Eijiro reached out to swat at Mina. He missed, of course, because everything at UA High was ridiculously overdone and the gyms were no exception. Mina could have fit, like, an entire extra treadmill into the empty space on either side of her treadmill. "Don't you dare. I haven't had detention since that time in first grade when I accidentally punched a hole in the wall showing off my quirk, and I don't want to change that now."

Oh my god, Mina vaguely remembered that. The teachers had been so pissed, because how do you keep two rooms full of children from trying to talk to each other through a fist-sized hole between two classrooms? "I'm kidding, obviously. But yeah. This was definitely a one time thing. I had a very filling lunch and the food coma was real." They ran in silence for a minute or two and then Mina looked over at Eijiro again. "Would you wanna do this like, three days a week if I limited the number of girlfriends I brought with me? Like, maybe I have Miruko on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and then we hit the gym on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays? I feel that working with Miruko, it would be super easy to skip arm day."

A soft snort escaped Eijiro. "Well, she definitely doesn't skip leg day. But yeah, that sounds like fun. And I mean, you can bring like, your entire polycule if you want. Spending time with your partners is super manly. Like I said earlier, I'm not mad that we're spending less time together. Just a little lonely. You're living the good life and I'm just over here being a disaster gay."

"Aww, you're not a disaster gay." Eijiro shot her a look and Mina rolled her eyes. "Listen, maybe your taste in men needs a little work if you're into Bakugou. But this is a salvageable situation. We just need to find you one good boy to crush on and then everything will get better from there."

Eijiro cocked his head to the side. "Hound Dog?" At Mina's confused look, he blushed faintly. "You said 'good boy' and my brain immediately went to dogs. Sorry."

Giggling, Mina waved her hand. "No, no, that's actually pretty funny. Although speaking of pet play-"

"Wait, what?" Eijiro shot her a wide eyed look. "Who said anything about pet play?"

Her mischievous giggles turning into an outright cackle, Mina gestured to herself. "I did! So let's discuss it!" Eijiro groaned and looked away but Mina pushed on regardless. "So I had a dream where Bakugou called me a bootleg Digimon. And so I looked it up and after careful consideration, I kinda do look like a Holydramon? So. My question is… if Yaomomo makes a Digivice and pretends to be my partner. Pet play or no?"

Scrubbing his hand over his face, Eijiro groaned. "I can't believe we're doing this but… I would go with no? Like, I've played the Digimon games. The humans are almost always semi-equal partners with their Digimon? Well, as equal as you can be when they're doing the fighting and you're not. But no. Pet play would be if Yaoyorozu made herself a Pokédex and a Pokéball and was trying to battle people with you so she could be the very best."

Hmm. Intriguing. Mina brought her finger up to her chin. "I'm not necessarily opposed? We'd need someone to battle, though. And… do you think I'd have the potential to evolve? If so, into what?"

Eijiro sighed and shook his head in resignation. "Mina, you're weird. Also, not to be toxically masculine or anything? Like, I genuinely don't mind when things aren't about me? But, uh, I thought this conversation was supposed to be about me?"

"Oh man, it is! Sorry! I just… get distracted really easy. Although to be fair, I think you got distracted first?" Mina shrugged carelessly; who distracted who wasn't important, them getting back on topic was. "So. Men. I know your type in a nutshell but I'm struggling to think of anyone who would match it."

Eijiro turned off his treadmill and stepped off the end, bringing the bottom of his shirt up to wipe his face. Then he paused. "Mina, I think that guy's looking at me."

Dismounting her own treadmill, Mina leaned in against Eijiro and tried to follow his gaze. "In a good way?" After a few seconds, she managed to interpret Eijiro's pointed glances and… "Oh! I know him!" Deciding to take love into her own hands, Mina waved excitedly. "Hello! Boy Who Didn't See Anything! You go to UA too?"

Grimacing, the blond slunk over to join them, looking around furtively. "With all due respect, if I'm supposed to be keeping your secret? Maybe it's better to not go around yelling that I know your secret?"

Hmm. Possibly a good point. Mina waved dismissively; at this point, she had a twenty-four girl polycule and if someone wanted to try and take Eri away, they could absolutely bring it on. "Anyway! I'm Toyotama! The Dragon of Chiba! Nice to finally meet you properly!"

The way the boy looked at her when she held out her hand wasn't reassuring and Mina internally revised her estimate of whether or not she should push him at Eijiro. Did he not like heteromorphs or something? Then he took her hand and shook it, a sheepish expression on his face. "Sorry. I'm not used to people offering to make contact with me. I have a copy quirk, you see. Um, Monoma Neito. Pleased to meet you as well."

"Oh, so people probably think you're going to steal their quirk if you touch them or something, don't they?" Mina shook her head; what the fuck part of 'copy' could possibly be confused with 'steal'? People were dumb. "I mean, do you want to copy my quirk?"

Monoma held up his hands between them. "If you don't mind, I'd really rather not. I don't particularly want to be a pink… what even are you?"

Gesturing to herself, Mina huffed. "A dragon, obviously. I couldn't be the Dragon of Chiba if I wasn't, could I?"

Eijiro chuckled softly and held his hand out as well. "I feel like that's fair. Mina and I are friends but I wouldn't really want to be a pink dragon either. I kinda like my quirk."

Monoma reached out and shook Eijiro's hand, a faint smirk on his lips. "A man of reason. I like that." Pausing, he cocked his head to the side. "What exactly is your quirk? It feels similar to one of my classmates' quirks."

"Oh, nothing fancy." Eijiro brought his arms up and flexed his muscles as he activated his quirk, his flesh taking on a jagged and stone like appearance. "I just get really hard."

Smirking wickedly, Monoma raised an eyebrow. "Is that so?"

Mina giggled. Gay!

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So. She'd learned some basic first aid. Hooked Eijiro up with a guy who seemed nice. What else did she want to accomplish today?

Humming softly, Mina stretched her arms and then her wings as she looked around the courtyard. She'd hit up Momo for emergency gym clothes - the school athletics uniform was super plain and she'd only wear it when necessary - and a spare t-shirt to throw over her sports bra when she was done. So she felt… moderately cute in an athletic way. Did anyone else think she looked cute?

Mina looked around curiously but while nobody was actively ignoring her - at least that she could tell - everyone was occupied with their own tasks. Which wasn't fair at all. She was super cute! And super pink! Why wasn't she distracting anyone from what they were supposed to be doing?

Huff. Couldn't win them all. And beside, as Dream Momo had very astutely pointed out, they were pretty close to polysaturated at this point. She didn't really need to be picking up any more girls. Ooh. Speaking of girls, Moe and Fuyumi had the Dumb Girl Date tonight. And she'd successfully convinced Setsuna to officially join them. So tonight's video call promised to be interesting.

Speaking of Setsuna, had she managed to find anyone to hang out with tonight? Mina hadn't assigned anyone to that task. Had she taken some initiative?

Tendrils coiled around her arms and wings, binding them to her body. Glancing down in alarm, Mina let out a sigh of relief as she realized they were vines and not something weird. Pressing up against her from behind, Ibara brushed her lips against Mina's ear. "Are you thinking sinful thoughts?"

Leaning back into her girlfriend's embrace, Mina giggled. "Hey Shibara. And, uh, not particularly but I could easily be convinced to?"

"I've been told that I can be very convincing." More vines wrapped around Mina, their grip on her body tightening. "What were you thinking about when I found you? You had a very thoughtful face."

Mina was pretty sure Ibara had approached her from behind - what with the whole grabbing her from behind thing - but she'd allow it. "I was thinking of trying to find Setsuna? Possibly? She was interested in a date with someone from the hoard tonight because she finally decided to officially join, but I wasn't really sure if maybe one of you were already close to her and wanted to make a good first impression on our behalf or what."

Humming softly, Ibara rested her chin on Mina's shoulder as she wrapped her arms around the shorter girl too, holding her phone up so they could both see the screen. "We get along surprisingly well given that I'm a fan of her mother's work." Mina looked back in askance and Ibara snickered softly. "Her mother is a JAV actress."

Ibara watched MILF porn? Relatable. Gojiro was married to a MILF porn star? Goals to aspire to. Rubbing her cheek against Ibara's, Mina nodded toward the phone. "Do you want to do something, then? The three of us?"

"That would be delightful." Ibara pulled up a LINE conversation, snapped a selfie with Mina, and sent it to what was presumably Setsuna. There was a rapid exchange - where were they, did they want her to meet them - and in short order, Setsuna was trotting up to them in the courtyard. She blushed faintly as she fidgeted in place. "So. Date?"

Mina raised an eyebrow, and then tried to reach out to hug the girl only to be reminded that she was still bound. "Ibara, vine her." Her girlfriend obliged, reaching out several vines to wrap around Setsuna and pull her closer. Once she was within range, Mina gave the girl a peck on the lips and then verbalized her thoughts. "You're awfully shy for someone who makes blowjob jokes in the cafeteria."

Continuing to blush, Setsuna offered an awkward shrug in response. "I feel like a blowjob is much less commitment than an actual relationship? Less ways to mess it up, too." Hmm. Fair. "But yeah. Ibara asked me to meet you. No details. Are we going out on a date? Are you taking me to my assigned datemate? Is everyone busy already and I'm out of luck?"

"Actually, there's only a few things going on at the moment, at least off the top of my head. Kyouka, Izumi, and Mineta. Fuyumi, Moe, and, uh, Camie? I really need to stop calling her Dumb Girl." Mina thought for a moment; she felt like she was forgetting someone? Oh! Right! "Yaomomo has plans with Nejire - and me and Yui - but I think that's tomorrow? Also her house is huge so we'll probably all just end up blobbing up the joint. But yeah. That's it off the top of my head. So if you're in the mood for someone who isn't me…"

Setsuna shook her head rapidly. "No! No. Uh, this is good." She looked around before amending that statement. "I could go with slightly less of the public bondage action, though, if that's an option?" Ibara reluctantly released both Mina and Setsuna, although she kept some strands of her vines loosely looped around the rosette in a vaguely possessive manner that Mina did not mind at all. "So. I feel like I'm getting in on things late enough that any date idea I suggest will probably be repetitive."

That… honestly hadn't occurred to Mina, to be honest. She had a whole lot of amazing girlfriends. What was wrong with a whole lot of karaoke dates? Or picnics in the park, or trips to the movies? There were only so many unique date ideas in existence and while uniqueness was all well and good, there was something to be said for the experience itself. She'd go to karaoke twice a day all week if it meant spending time with her girlfriends. "Well, not to be a cis het male in a sex chat or anything-"

"Wait what?"

"-but in this case, it really does matter what you want. I would love to spend any time with you that you want to spend with me." Mina stretched out her hands, taking both of Setsuna's in hers and giving them a squeeze. "So seriously. Karaoke? Movie? Picnic? Restaurant? What do you want to do with me tonight?"

Recovering a bit of her bravado, Setsuna leered playfully at Mina. "Oh, I know exactly what I want to do with you tonight." When Mina grinned eagerly in return, Setsuna winked. "Take you to an arcade. Hopefully one with a good convenience store nearby."

Mou! That was significantly less sexy than she'd been expecting based on the leer! But she was absolutely down for it. Mina turned to look over at Ibara and smiled invitingly. Ibara considered the implied request for a moment before nodding agreeably. "I like to use my vines to cheat on the crane games. Would you let me steal a prize for you?"

Um, Mina loved presents! So yes, absolutely! Switching to grab Ibara's hand in her right and keep Setsuna's hand in her left, the rosette began leading the pair toward the street. "I have absolutely no idea where I'm going, but downtown is in this direction so something interesting must be this way!"

Giggling, Setsuna pulled out her phone with her free hand and held it up. "Are you sure you don't want to stop for a moment and look up directions or something?"

"I do not!" Swinging their conjoined hands back and forth in wide arcs, Mina shook her head vehemently. "We are going on a grand adventure. Where it'll take us, we won't know until we get there."

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"So, I feel like there's a fairly important matter that should probably be addressed if I am in fact going to be a member of your hoard. Probably should have brought this up earlier, to be fair, but eh."

Mina raised an eyebrow as she looked across the arcade cabinet at Setsuna. "Whatever it is, it can't be that important if you're bringing it up while I'm beating you savagely at Street Fighter."

Chuckling, Setsuna continued to pound at the buttons as she maneuvered her character around the screen. "Okay, so yeah, I feel like you're pretty chill so it's probably not going to be a problem. But I still feel like I should have brought it up sooner."

"Ugh, out with it, woman." Mina bumped her hip playfully against Setsuna's. "Just tell me whatever you need to tell me already. The suspense is killing me."

Grinning awkwardly, Setsuna bumped her hip back against Mina's. "Fine, fine. I'm intersex."

Mina blinked a few times and then shrugged uncaringly. "I have absolutely no idea what that means but it's clearly important to you so I'm going to resist the urge to make the joke that's on the tip of my tongue."

"I appreciate that." Setsuna continued to pound the buttons in front of her as she snuck glances over at Mina. "So. Cis girls. Cis boys. Start in their column. Stay in their column. Trans girls and trans boys. Start in one column, end up in the other column. Some more so than others, depending on the choices they make for themselves. With me so far?"

Mina nodded. "Yuh huh. Where do you fit into that?"

Grumbling softly as her character died a grizzly death, Setsuna lifted her hands from the controls and leaned back. "Okay, so, intersex people are like… that shadowy no man's land in the space between the two columns. There's literally dozens of causes for it, with rareness ranging from one in a thousand for some of the milder forms to 'you will probably never become aware of another living being with this condition'. Specifically, I'm what's known as a 46XX-slash-46XY."

"Huh. That sounds very… dry and clinical." Mina reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone. "Are you comfortable getting into details? Should I have Yaomomo read up on it and summarize for me?"

Setsuna shrugged nonchalantly. "Basically, I am my own twin. For some reason, instead of turning into fertilized fraternal twins, I ended up being mashed into one embryo. So I actually test as two completely different people depending on where you take your sample from. It's also called chimerism and possibly mosaicism? There's some sort of technical difference between chimeras and mosaics that I still don't quite understand."

Huh. That was actually kind of cool. Mina reached over, grabbing Setsuna's hand and interlacing their fingers. "So you look kind of like a girlish girl. Are you on HRT like Saiko or is all of this spectacular girlism natural and you'd be even more girly if you weren't like this?"

Setsuna's eyes went wide. "Wait, who's Saiko? She's on HRT? You have a trans girlfriend?"

"Nuh uh! I have two!" Leaning against the cabinet, Mina pulled one hand free so that she could wave it dismissively before promptly grabbing Setsuna's hand again. "You wouldn't have had a chance to meet Saiko yet. She's a web exclusive girlfriend." At Setsuna's confused look, she chuckled. "Her and Chitose go to Seiai. So we mostly communicate with them by video call during the week. She's in the LINE chat that we added you to, if you want to message her privately."

Nodding slowly, Setsuna tilted her head to the side as she stared at Mina thoughtfully. "So one web girlfriend. The fact that you didn't name both of them that way implies the other one goes to UA with us."

She did! That being said… wait. Tsuyu had a very trans online presence. That wasn't a secret or private information. Mina could absolutely reveal that much without getting in trouble, right? "Your frog waifu is trans. It's a frog quirk thing with her, while Saiko is a regular trans woman. Hence comparing you to Saiko. So. HRT? Yay? Nay?"

"Yay. My reproductive system is… a whole ass mess. It required medical intervention to stabilize." Setsuna flicked her tail around to the side, the spines glinting in the light. "That being said, considering how radioactive I am, I probably would have sterilized myself the way my dad accidentally sterilized my mom. Uh, only child. For that reason."

Aww, boo. Siblings were… well, hers tested her patience on a regular basis, but she still loved them and enjoyed being a big sister. Mina grinned wickedly and leaned in. "When you say a whole ass mess, what are we talking about? Gimme some deets, girl."

Setsuna blushed again and shook her head. "What's in my pants is nobody's business at this point. You can find out when the time is right."

Giggling, Mina leaned in and kissed Setsuna on the cheek. "Ooh, mystery pants. I look forward to removing them." Setsuna's blush darkened and Mina gave her another kiss on the other cheek. "You're so blushy. You're all bark and no bite, aren't you?"

"I mean, I'm not a virgin. I'm some bite." Setsuna snapped her sharp teeth at Mina playfully before shrugging again. "But like I said earlier, relationships are much more of a commitment than sex. A lot more ways to mess them up, too. So yeah. I'm an awkward little bundle of inappropriate comments and bravado. Please take care of me."

Vines wrapped around the pair before Mina could respond, and she looked over to find Ibara standing there holding a teddy bear that was almost the same shade of pink as her skin. Aww, was that for her? Hell yeah, she was gonna name it Mina Junior and love it and cuddle it to death. "Did I miss anything interesting?"

Setsuna made a neutral noise. "Intersex discussion."

Nodding sagely, Ibara looked from Setsuna to Mina. "And?"

Mina raised an eyebrow at that. "You knew?"

"You didn't? You're supposed to be in charge of this entire den of heathens." Eh, fair enough. As they said, you didn't know what you didn't know, so it wasn't like Mina could have asked Ibara at some point. Ibara closed the distance between them, pressing herself up against Setsuna's side as she peered over at Mina. "Do we wish to head out for dinner soon? And then possibly… dessert?"

Rolling her eyes, Setsuna snapped her teeth at Ibara even as she blushed. "I know exactly what you have in mind for dessert and that is not on the menu. Yet."

One vine rose up to caress the verdette's cheek lovingly. "One of these days, you'll succumb to my advances." Leaning in, Ibara bit Setsuna's jaw gently. "And then the depths of depravity that we sink to shall be breathtaking in both magnitude and scope."

Setsuna let out a little giggle and leaned toward Mina. "She's so eloquent compared to the two of us. It's like being hit on by a really sexy thesaurus."

"If that's something you're actually into, you're going to love Yaomomo and Saiko. They're both super smart and super wordy. Very fun to talk to if you're into big words. Although now that you've called her a thesaurus, I kind of want to change Ibara's nickname to Synonym Roll?" Before Ibara could respond, Mina remembered something that she wanted to ask the girl. "So, Ibara, you're Christian. I want to get your perspective on this. Angels aren't humans. So would having sex with an angel be monsterfucking or what?"

Ibara made a consternated noise.

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"So, we have two new faces in here tonight. One is familiar to some of us. The other is familiar to only Moe and kinda Fuyumi." Mina gestured excitedly to the cluster of three faces crammed tightly into one window in the lower half of the screen. "Ma'am. Introduce yourself."

Waving excitedly, the girl who had to be Camie smiled widely at them. "Hi everybody! It's like, totes fab to be here with you all! I'm Utsushimi Camie! Also known as Illus-o-Camie, the Illusion Hero. Or at least I will be once I get my provisional license. Looking forward to taking the provisional exam in a few months. Wish me luck?"

Mina waved back with just as much energy. "Hi! I'm Ashido Mina! Also known as-"

A chorus of voices interrupted her as literally every one of her girlfriends finished her sentence for her. "Toyotama, the Dragon of Chiba."

Huffing, Mina crossed her arms over her chest. "Way to ruin my introduction." After a few seconds, she tapped on the trio's square to enlarge it and then leaned in closer for an even better look. "Can you take off your hat for a second?"

"Which hat?" Camie reached up with a coquettish expression, playing with the brim of her navy sailor hat. Which had a big golden 'S' emblem on the front. 'S' for 'Shinketsu'? Hmm. If her school had a hat that cool, she'd probably wear it casually too. "Are you talking about… this hat?"

She tugged it off and Mina let out a gasp that was echoed by several others. She had thought she'd caught a glimpse of bare skin, but hadn't been sure if she was just seeing Camie's natural hair under some mediocre lightning. Nope! She had a side shave like Fuyumi! Except hers was shaved all the way down to bare scalp! "Oh my god, I love it."

Tsuyu leaned in a little too. "I kinda wanna nut on the bald part." When the others shot her disbelieving looks, she let out a disgruntled ribbit. "What? We're all thinking it."

Looking around, Saiko raised her hand slowly. "Actually, I was in fact thinking the same thing as Tsuyu."

Mina giggled; if people were already having lewd thoughts about Camie, that meant they were well on their way to accepting her into the polycule, which bode well for everyone involved. "So. Camie. Shinketsu doesn't let you date. You know what this means, right?"

Rolling her eyes, Camie waved her hand dismissively. "Yeah, yeah. I can't post you, you can't post me, at least until I graduate at the end of next school year and move out into the real world. Not gonna lie, being twenty-five girls' secret girlfriend actually sounds really fun. Like, I'm totes gonna mess this shit up, but when and how? It's a mystery! So exciting!"

"And no public displays of affection. No matter how grabbable Moe's ass cheeks are. And they are in fact very grabbable. I have grabbed them." Mina thought for a moment before pointing a finger at the trio. "What about eating lunch together at school and you cook stuff on Moe's hair? Or is that too much of a couple activity?"

Moe wobbled her hand back and forth. "I'm not on campus enough to really make a habit out of it, but I'm down for it if Camie is. We could call it a quirk improvement exercise. Working on fine tuning the control of my flames' temperature… or something."

Leaning over, Camie pressed a noisy, sloppy kiss to Moe's cheek. "Sounds like fun. I'm in." Turning back to the camera, she gestured to herself. "So. I am new. I know Moe and I had a nice dinner with Fuyumi tonight and that is about it."

"Well, again, welcome aboard. If Setsuna doesn't mind, I'd like to focus on you for a bit? I mean, a bunch of us already know Setsuna from school but like you said, only two of the twenty-five of us have met you." The verdette waved dismissively and Mina let out a sigh of relief; cool. Like, she was curious and all, but not enough to offend her second newest girlfriend. "So, like I said, I'm Mina. Or Toyotama. You get brownie points if you call me Toyotama. Nobody does. Nobody wants brownie points."

Camie looked confused for a moment. "What are brownie points? Like, is that another name for brownie bites or something? Because I do love me some brownies. I would absolutely call you Toyotama if it meant I got free brownies."

Wow. This was what it felt like to not be the stupidest one in the room for once. Mina wasn't sure how she felt about that. Being stupid, gay, and chaotic was sort of like… her core identity? And now Camie was usurping the stupid part? "Um, no, but I will take that under advisement. Hmm. What do I want to know first? Oh! I know! Izumi may be able to tell just from looking at a girl-"

"Hmm?"

"-but I prefer to just ask." Mina winked playfully at the girl. "What… are your three sizes?"

"Oh, that. Yeah, it's a gift."

Camie giggled and brought her hands up to cup her chest. "Yeah, I'm like, totes betittied, aren't I? My hero costume is a catsuit because like, why not use every weapon at my disposal? But, uh, to answer the question? One oh five, fifty-nine, eighty-six."

Mina's jaw dropped at that. Damn. There were some spectacular titties in her hoard - up to and including the legendary Yaoyoroppai - but those were officially the most spectacular out of all the girls in her group. As a thirsty lesbian, she really did appreciate literally every single pair of breasts in existence… but still. Holy shit. "God damn, ma'am. I cannot wait to see you kiss Yaomomo. The boob squish will be legendary."

"Mmm." Yui nodded agreeably. "Based."

Mina held up her hand and Yui pretended to high five it, making the rosette giggle. "Okay, moving on. Um… Illus-o-Camie, the Illusion Hero. Your quirk is illusions?"

"Yuh huh! I freely admit that I have absolutely no idea how it works." Camie tilted her head back and breathed out a thin stream of glittering mist, making the girls all ooh and ahh appreciatively at the sight. "Basically, I do that and it turns into whatever illusions I want? Except they're bigger than the amount of air I can breathe out, I only need a vague idea of what I want them to turn into, and they can even animate themselves without me directly needing to keep focusing on them?" Camie tapped her finger against her chin for a few seconds before snapping. "Oh, and it's not anything pussyonic because they appear on cameras and stuff."

Momo raised an eyebrow inquiringly. "Pussyonic?"

Shrugging, Camie waved her hand nonchalantly. "You know. Mental power stuff. Like that one Pussycat has. I think they named it after her?"

"…I do believe the word that you're looking for is in fact 'psionic', Camie." Momo offered the girl a bemused smile, curling a lock of hair around her finger. "Your quirk is not 'psionic'."

Snapping, Camie pointed her finger at the camera. "Yup! That's exactly the word I'm looking for. Thanks, hot girl. You know, hot nerdy girls are sort of my jam. You doing anything tomorrow?"

A separate notification dropped down from the top and Mina flicked over to Momo's private conversation. And then she fought to keep a straight face as she read the girl's message.

'I'm not really a top, but I want to fuck that girl so hard that her two brain cells actually touch and rub together.'

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"Ugh, I can't believe they actually make a five o'clock in the morning. I hate it."

"Oh shush, this is going to be so cool." Nejire swooped in lazy circles around Mina, golden spirals swirling around her feet as she hovered in the air. "Besides, being my girlfriend isn't just sex."

Yuuyu snickered softly from where she was hovering nearby, electricity crackling around her body. Unlike the rest of them, she seemed a bit more susceptible to the chilly morning air and was bundled up from head to toe. "No, just mostly sex."

Shaking her finger at Yuuyu playfully, Nejire let out a good natured huff of exasperation. "You love it and you know it. But no. It's not just sex. It's a lot of sex, sure. And then sometimes it's being a good influence when my ideas are a little too crazy. And then sometimes it's giving in and indulging my crazy impulsive ideas that really aren't that bad. Like getting together to watch the sunrise from over the harbor."

Mina looked off to the east mournfully. She obviously couldn't see Chiba from here over Musutafu - she wasn't Superman, after all - but she could imagine it. Chiba and her cozy little apartment and her even cozier bed that Enmuko was back in after swapping places with Mina to teleport her to Musutafu to join the others. "You're lucky you're really pretty. Because I'll do anything for love, but getting up at four thirty is pushing it."

"It's not so bad. It's a little earlier than I usually get up, but I'm not mad about it." Izumi let out a wide yawn as she swung in wider arcs around the other girls, keeping her wings spread wide to glide as much as possible. "Ochako was a grouch though. Wait. Why isn't Ochako here? She can kinda sorta fly with her quirk?"

Nejire considered that for a moment before shrugging. "She's getting better but two things. One: she can't propel herself. So she couldn't really get up here with the rest of us. Or get down. And two: if she hit her time limit while we were up here… blurf. All over some innocent person down there on the ground. Imagine you're just out for your morning run and then you get hit by freak sky vomit?"

Mmm. They needed to keep working on that. Combating Ochako's nausea with sex was a fun solution but not particularly practical. Maybe they could get Mei and Mitoku to create some sort of propulsion system? As it was, Ochako was limited to pushing off of things and floating in a straight line. Situationally useful, but fairly limited.

But those were problems for people who weren't entirely Mina, at times that weren't five o'clock in the morning. Yawning again, Mina stretched her arms up over her head and then leaned backwards, accidentally throwing herself into a lazy backflip. Coming back up, she floated over to Yuuyu. "So what exactly is your quirk? I knew that you had an electrical quirk, but I didn't know you could fly with it."

Yuuyu waved dismissively. "I can do a lot of things. I'm a sort of laid back, understated hero. I can do the job, but I don't like to brag about it." She brought her hand up toward Mina, the rosette yelping as one of the tendrils of electricity surrounding Yuuyu's body arced across to hers. "My quirk was originally registered as Electric Arrow. I could generate electricity and discharge it in a raggedy arrow shape at targets. As I got older, I realized I could do a whole lot more with my quirk. And just never updated my quirk registration or told people what I could do. Mostly because I really don't mind being underestimated. Better to have a few tricks left up your sleeve and not need them, than need them and not having anything left to try."

"That actually makes a lot of sense, yeah. I guess I'm just a little surprised that you guys aren't, like, the Elite Four or anything." Mina darted in, risking another shock so that she could kiss Yuuyu. Because pain was worth it if it meant living her dream of kissing girls in midair like a super gay dragon should. "So do you like, deliberately throw the sports festivals or something?"

Wobbling her hand, Yuuyu shrugged. "Define 'throw'. Do I try my hardest? No. I don't want that kind of attention. But I finish respectably each year. Top eight for the last two years. I'm thinking of finishing in the top four this year. Like, I want to represent the hoard well. Not that Nejire won't, but like… what if half of the people on the podium are from our polycule? That would be kinda cool."

It would, though! You know what would be even cooler? If all four of the top spots in the first year sports festivals were from the Holy Hoard. Mina leaned in, her eyes widening. "Do you have any tips for how to do well in the sports festival? Like, I wanna acquit myself well in my first appearance." Pausing, she looked around before realizing Momo was kilometers away. Hmm. "Izumi. Acquit myself?"

Izumi nodded in agreement. "Acquit yourself works. Conduct or comport also would have worked, for future reference."

Aww yes, learning new things from her super cute girlfriend. This was the life. The sun began to peek up over the horizon and Mina let out a loud gasp. "Sunrise kisses! Sunrise kisses!"

Zipping over, Mina intercepted Izumi and grabbed the girl tight, easily supporting her in midair as the verdette's wings went limp and she stopped lifting herself. Then leathery green wings buffeted against her own as Izumi snuggled in, pressing her lips against Mina's. "Sunrise kisses! And… I just realized we forgot someone. Where's Moe?"

Oh! And Pony! Pony could fly using her horns! Mina thought for a moment before coming up with a solution. "Sunrise lasts for a bit. Let's split up. Yuuyu, you and Izumi go to Pony's house and give her sunrise kisses. Nejire and I will give Moe sunrises kisses. And next time, we text them that we're meeting in the literally town they're both staying in and invite them to join us so there's three sets of sunrise kisses over the harbor!"

Izumi and Yuuyu nodded determinedly before wheeling around and zipping off over the city. As she went, Izumi pulled out her phone and that was a really good idea. Granted Mina could cheat a little by moving in straight lines, but navigating to Fuyumi's house would be much easier with directions.

In short order, Mina sorted out the direction situation and was zipping across Musutafu toward Fuyumi's house. Given the speed limit for most of the city was sixty kilometers per hour and she could move faster - and more directly - than that, Maps had a hell of a time keeping up with her, but it did a fairly good job of getting her to her destination.

As they approached the Todoroki estate, Mina sucked in a breath as she spotted a splash of red on the rooftop. Evidently Hawks was over again. And given his keen eyes, there was absolutely no way he had missed their approach. Sighing, Mina gestured for Nejire to follow her as she angled towards the roof where he was sitting instead of the courtyard. Might as well face the music and all that. Touching down lightly, she let out a deep sigh. "Don't say it. Do not say it."

Hawks grinned mischievously as he leaned toward her. "How do you do, fellow kids?"

"Motherfu-"

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"Rosada, can you pass me your plate?"

"Eee! That's still the cutest lazy nickname I've ever had." The exotic allure of having a Spanish nickname had absolutely not worn off when Mina discovered Pony was just calling her 'pink' in Spanish. After all, her backup hero name idea was 'Pinky'. She was pink. And she embraced it. "Thanks for inviting me over for breakfast. I'm a little surprised the others didn't stay."

Pony shrugged as she took the plate that Mina offered her and used a spatula to coax some food onto it. "Izumi had Ochako to wake up, and a mother to eat breakfast with. Yuuyu and Nejire were going to hit a cafe or something. I don't mind. More for us. I worked up an appetite last night."

From the kitchen table, Yui offered a peace sign. "Mmm. Pregaming for tonight's Yaomomo experience."

Which was entirely fair. Momo was… yeah, experience summed her up pretty well. Mina took her plate back from Pony and made her way over to join Yui at the table. "So, what is this? It looks very… not Japanese."

Making her way over to join the pair, Pony handed a plate to Yui and then sat down with her own. "Huevos rancheros. Pretty literally 'ranch eggs'. Ranch as in the place, not the dressing. It's eggs, red sauce, and chorizo."

"Huh. Sounds like fun." Mina took a forkful and shoved it into her mouth, her eyes widening as the taste hit her tongue. "Mmm! This is delicious! I have no idea what chorizo is, but I think I like it!"

Pony grinned happily, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. "Glad to hear that, because I eat it a lot. Chorizo is… hard to define. Especially in Mexico, it's made out of whatever will hold still long enough. Different meats. Different spices. Generally peppers, though, so most kinds are on the spicy side. Last week I accidentally bought soy chorizo. Thought the package meant 'I am chorizo'." The tanned girl shuddered. "Never again."

That was… kinda funny and also relatable because Mina was likewise not a fan of fake meat products. She had nothing against soy in a general sense, but it made a shitty replacement for real meat. Impossible Meat was tolerable, but she was pretty sure that was some kind of mad science product? She'd have to ask Momo or Saiko, now that she had someone in her life smart enough to understand it and explain it to her. "So, apart from cooking an amazing breakfast for me and Yui, what are your plans for the day?"

Grinning excitedly, Pony jerked a thumb back over her shoulder. "I'm making Yui a folklórico skirt. Since she's here, I'm gonna let her try it on and see how it looks on her before I keep working on it."

"Ooh, what's that?" Mina continued to stuff her most excellent breakfast into her mouth even as she leaned forward interestedly. "Like, that sounds like a word with an accent in it. Folklórico."

Pony giggled at that. "It does. On the second O. But no, it's a Mexican cultural tradition. It's connected to a form of traditional dance that I don't know how to do and so obviously I can't teach Yui or anybody else how to do it. But I can sew. So I'm making one for Yui in Ultraman colors because I think she'll like it and get some use out of it."

Given that her breakfast was too delicious to relinquish her fork so she could look it up on her phone, Mina looked to Yui in askance and the taciturn girl smiled faintly. "I like Ultraman. My backup hero persona was going to be Ultraseven themed."

"I have… no idea what an Ultraseven is." Mina looked from Yui to Pony, who shrugged uncertainly, before looking back to Yui. "Keep the conversation going. What's an Ultraseven?"

Yui cleared her throat and then pointed upward. "A bright light will appear in the western sky when the first star comes out. Look for that moving light, because that will be me."

Mina blinked slowly. "That… tells me absolutely nothing."

Snickering softly, Yui pulled out her phone with one hand and unlocked it, tapping it a few times before pushing it across the table toward Mina. Mina was in fact aware of Ultraman's existence and basic premise, and… yeah, that was a fairly Ultraman-ish looking figure. All red and silver, though. Weren't they supposed to be red and blue? Also, Mina was genuinely curious how the girl would have made a cute costume out of the look. It would have had to be interpretive - she couldn't just go out on patrol straight up dressed as a fictional character - but the rosette honestly couldn't picture how Yui might have interpreted it. "Ultraseven. Had a really cute costume idea based on him. Was working on using my quirk on myself to grow like him."

Oh, so like, a makeshift Yuu sort of situation? Having a Yuu and a Yui who could both turn into giant girls would probably be very confusing in conversation. Mina raised an eyebrow. "What happened with that?"

"Kept puking." Yui shuddered. "Wasn't a fan."

Uh, yeah, fair enough. The trio ate in silence for several minutes before Mina thought of a safe direction to steer the conversation in. "So, why Twilight? Why be a thot hero? Like I'm obviously not opposed. Far from it. Just curious."

Yui considered the question for a moment as she used a piece of toast to soak up some of the residual red sauce on the cleaned half of her plate. "Developed it in a vacuum. Obviously didn't know about you or Izumi or Yuu when I did. Just seemed like a fun challenge. Pushing myself to put myself out there more. Be more outgoing. Speech patterns still need some help. Or I'll stick to short innuendoes."

It would also probably be a good separation of work and home, if she cultivated a persona as a loud, flirtatious heroine when her real self was considerably quieter and more reserved. She at least had the dominant tendencies to back the whole thing up, so at least she wasn't starting from scratch. "Are you really going to try and become the Thotatar?"

"Mmm. Still have time. Might use that as my hero name." Yui grinned faintly and set her fork down, reaching up to pull her hair back into a short ponytail. "Probably should be more Korra and less Aang. Would look bad bald."

Pony pointed her fork at Yui. "You kinda have a Kyoshi haircut? Although doing the face paint before you head out on patrol every day might be a little tedious."

Groaning, Mina thumped both hands against the table. "Has everyone seen this show except for me?" Yui and Pony just stared back at her innocently. "You know what? Fine. I have enough time to watch at least an episode or two. After breakfast, we'll throw it on and curl up on the couch for a bit."

Yui grinned impishly. "There's a neat live action adaptation. Netflix and chill?"

"I mean on one hand, I do actually want to see this show because like… you and Pony and Kyouka and Mitoku at a minimum have all seen it and seem to enjoy it. And it's decently important to you and Kyouka at a minimum." Mina matched Yui's smile with a wider, more seductive grin. "On the other hand, I am… pretty much always down to chill. Maybe not quite as much as Nejire, but I'm fairly chillsome."

Yui brought a hand up to her mouth, spreading two fingers and making a lewd gesture. "Could sit on my face on the couch. Watch the show. Get chilled."

She could!

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"You know, riding on the Shinkansen is actually kinda boring compared to city trains. Everyone in neat little rows, politely seated. Mostly quiet. Like, how am I supposed to have a homoerotic encounter with a stranger in an environment like this?"

From either side of her, Mitoku and Kyouka offered matching giggles, Mitoku's slightly louder and more enthusiastic than her sister's. "I still can't believe that's how you met Kyouka." Mitoku reached across Mina, poking her sister playfully. "I can't believe you didn't ask her out right then and there."

Kyouka stared back across with wide, dark eyes. "You're joking, right? I am… so shy. So so shy. I would never. Personally, I'm surprised that Mina didn't ask me out by the end of the train ride. That seems like the sort of thing she would do."

It was, though! There was just one problem with that idea. "Ma'am, you never even told me your name. I will ask out a lot of pretty girls. I mean, it's pretty much my thing. But I draw the line at asking out a girl before I even know her name." Kyouka opened her mouth, a consternated expression on her face, and Mina waggled a finger at her playfully. "Ma'am, I said what I said. If you wanted to be asked out, you should have at least told me your name first."

"Eh, that's fair. My bad." Kyouka snuggled in against Mina's side, wrapping her earjacks around the rosette's forearm possessively. "So. First week of school. Thoughts?"

Mina snickered softly. "I think Izumi is going to give All Might a heart attack by the end of the semester. Like, I really don't want to pry into their family dynamic but he is not handling having a succubus for a daughter well at all. Like, he's so old fashioned. Not in a bad way? But I guess more like… ugh, what's a better word for it? I feel like old fashioned doesn't really convey what I'm trying to say."

Nodding against Mina's shoulder, Kyouka hummed softly. "Traditional maybe? Like there's nothing wrong per se with him being a bit more traditional about hero costumes. I mean, in his defense, half of Izumi's ass is out in her new one. But like… this is the world we live in. One of our teachers is a literal dominatrix. Miruko's bunny butt is on full display. Like, get with the times, man."

"Yes! That! Exactly! Like you said, he of all people should be used to the hero industry and what it means that Izumi wants to be part of it." Mina looked over at Mitoku and bumped her shoulder gently against the violette's. "Speaking of asses out, though, do you want to help me upgrade my costume at some point? I can't remember who I told-"

"Probably not me?"

"-but I was thinking of doing a Miruko leotard cut to my costume? Like, we both have tails and so you could probably work the costume similarly?" Shifting, Mina threaded her tail under the armrest and wrapped it around Kyouka's waist, since the smaller girl was clearly feeling grabby. "Thoughts?"

Mitoku snickered softly. "So definitely didn't tell me about this idea of yours, but I'm not averse? If you're serious about wanting a change, though? We can hit the workshop after school on Monday, you can submit a formal costume change request, and I can get to work. That being said, I don't know how you expect Kyouka to get anything done if you do this. Like, she's perpetually on the edge of uselessness around you guys as it is. Is it true that she walked into a locker staring at Yaomomo the other day?"

This was the first that Mina was hearing of it, but… possibly? The rosette looked over at her girlfriend in askance and Kyouka groaned and buried her face in Mina's arm. "Thursday. I was too embarrassed to ask you to heal me. My nose still feels funny."

Reaching over, Mina cupped Kyouka's chin and tipped the girl's head back, allowing her to see her girlfriend's face. She gave Kyouka a quick peck on the lips before breathing a thin stream of fire into her face, making the violette sigh in relief. "As someone who frequently does dumb things? And thirsty things? And thirsty dumb things? Never feel ashamed of needing me to heal you because something dumb and or thirsty occurred."

"Noted." Kyouka kissed Mina back before looking around the train car uncertainly. "So, uh, I meant to ask when you showed up at our house but why are we on the train today? Like, this is a ride that could be a two second Enmuko hop."

Mina shook her head resolutely. "She already had to get up at four this morning to teleport a bunch of us around for Nejire's sunrise smooches idea. And evidently her and Yuu are having brunch together?" The rosette furrowed her brow; was she having brunch with Yuu or someone else? Possibly Itsuka? Or maybe Tooru? Those were the only three who could really swing by Mina's house casually to pick the girl up. Well, either way. Gay brunch was on Enmuko's calendar. "But yeah. I feel like given the early wake up call and that a bunch of us are using her to congregate at Yaomomo's later, I feel like she's earned the relaxed day at this point?"

Pointedly ignoring the old lady across the aisle and her disapproving stare, Mitoku twisted around to sprawl her upper body across Mina's lap, kicking her legs straight up in the air and holding them impressively steady. "I definitely don't mind. I'm still not sure that Enmuko isn't murdering us and reconstituting clones of us somewhere else."

Mina raised an eyebrow as she stared down at Mitoku disbelievingly. "…what?"

"Okay so we have absolutely no idea how Enmuko's quirk actually works. Like, how do you even teleport someone?" Mitoku scrunched up her forehead as she thought. "Like, I could buy maybe that she's some sort of walking Einstein-Rosen bridge when we pass through her. But then she can teleport to us. Or switch places with us. How - scientifically speaking - does that even work?"

Hmm. All of those were very good questions that were entirely beyond Mina's realm of understanding. She barely passed science class. She had no idea what kind of science was involved with teleporting people, but she was pretty sure that she'd flunk it. "And so where does the murder come in?"

Mitoku held her hands up in front of herself. "Okay, so my current theory… which I have no real way of testing? Is that Enmuko is basically the transporter from Star Trek. She breaks us down and reassembles us each time she transports us. Or herself. Or both. Which then raises the question… when she breaks us down to teleport us, are we technically still the same person when we come out the other end? Or is she just… a really cute and cheerful mass murderer with a quirk that can bring her victims back to life?"

Wow. That was… dark. And the worst part was that she couldn't conclusively answer Mitoku's question. They really had absolutely no idea how Enmuko functioned. And to be honest, now Mina was kinda afraid to find out. Enmuko teleported her places a lot. What if she was like, a clone of a clone of a clone of a clone? Would she start to fall apart if she kept letting Enmuko use her quirk on her? Or was this all just some weird paranoia of Mitoku's and the truth was significantly less sinister?

How were they going to find out?

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"Can you turn into me?"

"Um, can I do it on stream?"

"Yeah sure."

"Can I kiss you like that?"

"Absolutely."

"Can I kiss you like that on stream?"

Giggling, Mina pulled backward on Himiko's bright pink and very fancy looking gaming chair, tipping the girl back so she could kiss her forehead. "Hella views. So of course. But no, since I'm sure you're wondering why I'm asking all of a sudden-"

"I am not, but exposit anyways."

"-let me just establish some background by asking if you've ever drank, like, synthetic blood?" Mina brought her fingers up to the corners of her mouth, imitating Himiko's fangs. "Not like, costume blood or anything. But I'm pretty sure they make man made blood for medical uses? Have you ever drank any of that?"

Himiko shuddered before twisting around to kneel on her chair face to face with Mina. "I have. There's no real mechanism in insurance to be like, hey, I'd like to buy bags of blood. So in the early days, my parents managed to negotiate the purchase of bags of synthetic blood to help deal with my quirk based requirements. And yeah. It's awful. Why are you asking?"

Sighing, Mina rolled her eyes. "We got into this weird conversation on the train about how Enmuko's quirk works and now I can't shake the thought that I'm like, a random Mina clone and the real Mina died the first time that Enmuko disassembled her for transport."

A soft giggle escaped Himiko as she leaned forward, biting Mina's lower lip gently and then lapping at the twin points of blood that welled up. "You still taste the same to me. Then again, did Enmuko teleport you for the first time before we met?" Mina thought for a moment before nodding; she was pretty sure they'd discovered her quirk before meeting Himiko? Why? "Well then wouldn't you have already been a clone by the time I met you? If you are in fact a clone?"

"No! You were my best hope for figuring this out!" Mina groaned and let her head drop to rest on the back of Himiko's chair. "Now how am I supposed to figure this out?"

Tensing her muscles, Himiko launched herself up and over the top of her chair, throwing herself at Mina and wrapping her arms and legs around the rosette. "Does it really matter? You're here with us, one way or the other. At this point, we may all be clones. So what? We can be the cute lesbian clone polycule. Doesn't matter to me. Why does it matter to you?"

Mina pouted even as she wrapped her arms around Himiko, grabbing the blonde by the butt to help support her weight. "Mou! But I don't want to be a clone! I want to be the real thing!"

That earned her an uncaring shrug from Himiko. "And you don't want to be a fanfic character, but here you are."

"Oh, you take that back! I am way too cool to be a fanfic character. I am published media material and you know it." Himiko giggled and shook her head defiantly, causing Mina to snap her teeth at the blonde. "I don't know when and I don't know how, but I'll get you for that. Fanfic character my ass. Fanfic characters wish they could be as great as me."

"You know who else wishes they could be as great as you? Me." Leaning in, Himiko sank her teeth into Mina's neck, making the rosette gasp and clutch the girl against her body more closely. She was starting to get used to that, but there was still a bit of pain. It didn't help that Himiko never warned her so that she could prepare herself... but, well, that was just Himiko. Hmm. After the initial bite, it really wasn't that bad, though. With a bit more foreplay, it might even be hot. Mina closed her eyes, reaching up with one hand to stroke Himiko's hair as the girl continued to feed on her. She had, what, two days to recover? Three if they didn't really do anything strenuous on Monday for Foundational Heroics? Plenty of time.

Eventually, Himiko pulled her fangs free of Mina's neck and licked her bloody lips as she smiled widely at Mina. Before they could go any further, though, there was a loud cough from the doorway and the pair looked over to find a decidedly unimpressed Eri standing there. "Pink Mom. You can't not be gross for just one day?"

Mina did her best to look innocent. Sure, she had a hand on Himiko's ass, but the blonde was the one who had jumped on her and bit her. "Mama Mama was the one who bit me! If anyone's being gross, it's Mama Mama."

"Mama Mama needs blood as a requirement for her quirk. Don't be mean to her about that. That's quirkism and quirkism is gross. Don't be gross, Pink Mom." Eri wandered past them to reclaim her iPad from where it was charging on Himiko's desk and then peered back up at Mina thoughtfully. After a few seconds, she tucked her tablet under her arm and reached up to offer her hand to Mina. "Fuck it. Let's spend some time together."

Carefully setting Himiko back on her feet, Mina crouched down to be at Eri's eye level. "But I thought I was gross?"

Eri nodded slowly. "You are. But you're also like, Main Mom. Not like Mom Mom and Mama Mama are. But like, I don't know, you're in charge of all this shit. So I should probably be nicer to you so I don't end up getting dumped on a street corner or something."

Reaching out, Mina grabbed Eri and pulled her into a tight hug, easily lifting her up into the air as she rose back to her feet. "I would never get rid of you, Eri. Sure, we don't exactly see eye to eye-"

"I mean, I'm barely a meter tall. Of course we don't see eye to eye."

"-god you're sassy. You know what I mean." Mina shifted Eri to one arm so she could poke the girl's nose with her free hand, making her scrunch up her face in disapproval. "We don't always get along, but that's fine. That's normal for any two people, including parents and children. But what you need to know is that we are your parents and so while we might not always like you? We'll always love you."

Eri reached up to rub at the corner of her eye, and then shook a finger at Mina warningly. "I'm not crying because of what you just said. That would be ridiculous. I just have allergies." Mina held her hand up in surrender, smirking faintly as Eri wiped at her other eye. "I barely remember my mother at this point. Or my father. So I don't know much about having a real family. But you… you make me feel like we're really going to be one."

Nodding enthusiastically, Mina held her hand up for Eri to high five. "Fuck yeah, we are."

"Fuck yeah!" Eri slapped her hand against Mina's before pointing to the door. "Now let's get going. Mama Mama does the sex thing after she takes someone's blood. Mom Mom says it's an aph… aphro…"

Mina looked over at the blushing Himiko with wide eyes. "An aphrodisiac? Wait, taking blood from someone turns you on? We could be having kinky twin sex right now?" Letting out an outraged gasp, the rosette looked down at her adoptive daughter. "Eri, you fucking cockblock."

Grinning evilly, Eri made a peace sign. "I am, though, aren't I?"

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"I am… here! To see my granddaughter!"

"Ahh! Stranger danger!"

Mina looked back and forth between Eri and All Might with wide eyes. "…Eri, did you just try to stab All Might?"

Letting out a disgruntled harumph, Eri held up the bent and mangled remains of her favorite switchblade. "I tried! It didn't work!"

All Might let out a boisterous laugh, shifting to hold Eri against his hip as he brushed his other hand over his stomach. There was a small tear in the white t-shirt that he was wearing but apart from that, he seemed none the worse for wear. "What a precocious child! Young Midoriya, I can see why you're so infatuated with her."

Raising her hand, Mina made an uncertain noise. "Why do you keep calling her 'young Midoriya'? Like, we literally all know that she's your daughter. You can drop the act and call her 'Izumi' in front of us."

"I… yes, right, of course." All Might tugged at the neckline of his shirt awkwardly before looking over at the amused looking verdette. "Young Izumi."

Izumi rolled her eyes and reached up to pat him on the bicep. "You're trying, which I suppose is the best we can ask for." With Eri higher up in the air than usual, the verdette was able to meet her gaze without bending for once. "Eri! You know how you have a grandma and a grandpa through Yaomomo? And, uh, we haven't met the Togas yet, have we? Well, in theory you get… all the grandparents! And these are yours through me! This is Grandpa All Might. And Grandma Inko!"

After eyeing the man uncertainly for a bit longer, Eri reluctantly tucked her knife back into the pocket of her dress and held her hand out toward All Might. "I guess I'm pleased to meet you? You're kinda loud, though. It's a little scary."

All Might let out another boisterous laugh. "I am loud, though."

Turning to the other woman standing in the doorway, Izumi gestured to her. "Mina, I swear to god, if you make even one inappropriate remark to or about my mother in front of her, I will Gearshift you through a wall." As Mina's jaw dropped, Izumi grinned brightly and made a peace sign. "A vague disclaimer is nobody's friend."

Narrowing her eyes, Mina shook her finger at Izumi. "You stole that from Fuyumi's brother."

Giggling, Izumi nodded in agreement. "I did! Can we come in, though?"

Mina backed away from the doorway, allowing All Might, Inko, and Izumi to enter the foyer of Momo's grand manor. Technically speaking, it was probably rude of her to answer someone else's door - especially when they had hired help specifically for that task - but she'd been doing it ever since her and the twins arrived, and nobody had yelled at her yet? "Come on in. Leave your shoes and then follow me."

There was actually an entire cute little shoe closet near the door for them to leave their footwear in, and then the quarter followed along behind her as Mina led them back toward where the others were waiting. Mina still wasn't sure what she'd done to earn Eri's good graces, but the little girl had been dutifully tagging along to welcome each visitor and so Mina wasn't about to question her good fortune?

Reaching the grand hall - which lived up to its name by being grander than any other hall that Mina had ever been in - Mina whistled to get the occupants' attention. "Guys! Izumi is here! With, uh, her mom? And her dad?"

Momo stared with wide, panicky eyes as she offered a nervous wave. "All Might. Welcome, err, welcome to my home. We weren't expecting you, or we could have prepared a proper welcome."

"Your house is awe inspiring, young Yaoyorozu. Not particularly my taste; I prefer my dwellings a bit cleaner and more modern. And more vertical. But you have an outstanding home." Tilting his head back, All Might grinned mischievously. "You have very tall ceilings."

Nodding, Momo looked upward as well. "This hall spans all four floors of the manor's physical construction, resulting in ceilings that are almost ten meters in height. I suppose it must be a novel experience to actually be small in… well, I assume that your own dwellings were built to accommodate your stature but most other places are not."

All Might nodded in agreement, still staring upward. Then he looked down at Eri and his grin widened. "Young Eri. Prepare yourself."

"Oh, this is sus. This is very sus." Eri began squirming frantically in All Might's grip. She tried to stretch out her arms for another attempt at stabbing All Might, but he was holding her at arm's length and his reach was far superior to her own. "Fuck."

Mina let out a loud gasp as All Might promptly threw Eri up into the air, the young girl letting out a shriek and flailing her arms and legs wildly. Eri wasn't exactly an infant or anything, but All Might was just… tossing her effortlessly into the air. The first time, she reached an altitude of a meter or so. The second time, two meters. Then All Might gave a grunt and hurled her most of the way up toward the ceiling, Eri screaming all the way. All Might looked over at Mina uncertainly. "This is normal grandfather behavior, right? I, err, never knew my parents or grandparents."

Before Mina could respond, there was a crackling noise and the rosette looked up to find Eri on her descent… with a corona of golden light flickering around her body. Oh. Oh shit. The girl's quirk had activated, likely from the sheer terror of being yeeted several meters into the air by an extremely large stranger. The white haired girl's eyes went - if possible - even wider as her horn glowed brightly. "Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck!"

Utterly unphased, All Might reached up and caught Eri on her descent. "Young Eri, is this your quirk?"

"I'm cursed! I make mean jokes about using it, but I don't know how to use it!" Eri writhed in All Might's grip, trying to get free. "Let go before I hurt you! I hurt everyone I ever touch like this!"

Shaking his head, All Might cradled Eri against his broad chest. "Just take a deep breath with me, Eri. Calm yourself. You don't have to worry about hurting anyone. Do you know why? Because… I am here!"

From his side, Izumi wrung her hands nervously. "Actually, her quirk rewinds people. If you touch her for too long while it's active, you'll be rewound into nothingness." All Might looked a little surprised by that but made no move to relinquish the girl, which Mina found admirable. The man was far, far braver than she was… as to be expected of the number one hero. "Yaomomo? Countermeasures."

"Right. All Might, I respect you greatly, but if you could possibly allow me to resolve this situation?" Momo pulled her shirt up, her stomach sparkling as she created a compact pistol. All Might reluctantly held Eri out away from his body, giving Momo a clear shot with the tranquilizer gun. Eri twitched in pain before going limp in All Might's grip, the light around her body dying away. "And that, All Might, is why we don't startle Eri."

All Might chuckled awkwardly. "I see." Then he paused, passing Eri off to Izumi before pulling his shirt up on the right side to reveal his bare skin. Which… huh, Mineta wasn't wrong. Mina was a lesbian but, uh, All Might was All Might. "Izumi…"

"Dad. Your scar. It's… gone."

Um, explanations please?

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"You're lying."

"I am not."

"Why the fuck you lying? Why you always lying? Hmm, oh my god, stop fucking lying."

Stepping into the space between Mina and Izumi, Momo raised her hands as she attempted to mediate the situation. "While I perhaps would choose different words to express it, I do believe that Mina has a valid point at the moment. Izumi, we all love you, but you are a terrible liar. It is… very clear that you are lying to us right now."

Scowling, Izumi scuffed her socked foot against the wooden floorboards of the great hall. "I'm trying, I promise. I'm not, like, a sociopath or something. I'm trying to tell you as much as I can, but some of these secrets aren't my secrets to share."

Mina planted her hands on her hips, leaning in toward Izumi. "Are you okay, Izumi? Are you, like, safe? Is someone blackmailing you? Because not to be overconfident or anything, but we already took on a yakuza to rescue Eri. And there's more of us with more powerful quirks now. If someone's threatening you, we can help."

Eyes widening, Izumi shook her head rapidly. "What? No! I'm not… no. That's not it at all. It's just that my secrets are tied up in someone else's secrets, and I don't want to betray their trust by revealing their secrets to you guys. It's nothing personal. But they're just… not my secrets."

"Okay, but if they're not secrets, then whose secrets are they?" Suddenly, it hit Mina and she looked from Izumi to All Might and back with wide golden eyes. "Are these like, All Might secrets? State secrets or something? Top secret secrets? Because I mean… it would still suck but I guess maybe I'll accept that you have those kinds of secrets."

Izumi grimaced and looked to All Might in askance, the blond raising his hands in surrender. "My girl, this quirk is your quirk now. If you choose to trust them with the truth, I will share my part of the story with them willingly. Don't allow me to be the reason for friction between you and your partners."

Taking a deep breath, Izumi nodded slowly. "Okay. So. The entire, actual, complete truth… is that I'm not All Might's daughter and my quirk's name isn't really Dynasty."

Mina pumped a fist into the air triumphantly. "I… wait, if he's not your dad, then why has he been kissing your mom?"

"That's a really good question." Izumi shot a reproachful look at the towering man, who tugged at the neckline of his shirt nervously. "Why does All Might keep kissing my mom?"

Surprisingly, it was Inko who waved dismissively in response. "You stay out of my business, young lady. I can kiss whoever I want to kiss."

Izumi opened her mouth, closed it, and then made a consternated noise. "Wait. I'm stuck with this, aren't I? I already manifested this lie into the world and I can't really go back on it without looking like a complete idiot… and making All Might look bad in the process for going along with it. Aww heck."

Eri pumped her fist into the air. "Fuck!"

"You know what? You're absolutely right, Eri. Fuck." Izumi looked over at where the white-haired girl was sprawled out on the couch. "Wait, didn't we tranquillize you?"

Looking around furtively, Eri whistled softly. "I definitely didn't use my last second of consciousness to rewind myself to just before my quirk activated. I am absolutely asleep right now." And with that, she closed her her eyes and began making exaggerated snoring noises.

A soft harrumph escaped Izumi, and then the verdette took a deep breath as she regathered her thoughts before continuing. "So. I guess we'll get back to the dad situation in a bit. My quirk. My quirk's real name is One for All. It's a transferrable quirk that can be passed from person to person. I'm the tenth holder of the quirk. The real connection between me and All Might is that he's the ninth."

All Might shook his head at that. "I'm the eighth. My last name literally has the kanji for 'eight' in it."

Smirking, Izumi held up both hands. "I can talk to the vestiges, remember? Yoichi. Nevan. Kudo. Bruce. Hikage. Banjo. En. Nana. You. You're the ninth."

Pouting, All Might looked down. "I always thought it was cool that I was the eighth holder and my name had eight in it. This ruins everything."

Izumi rolled her eyes, an amused grin on her face. "Change your name then. You can be Kyuugi Toshinori or Konogi Toshinori or something." Her eyes widened and she sucked in a breath. "Crap. I just told you All Might's first name."

"And part of his last name!" Mina bounced on her toes excitedly as she looked from her girlfriend to Izumi's fake dad and back. "Personally, I thought his real name was going to be Ninniku or something." At All Might's curious hum, she shrugged. "I thought you were a Saiyan."

All Might reached up to brush his fingers against his tufty bangs. "I can see it, young Ashido."

Clearing her throat, Izumi drew attention back to her. "Name issues aside, yeah, I stayed as close to the truth as possible when pretending One for All was Dynasty. It's a quirk passed from holder to holder, growing with each person it passes through. It's reached singularity with me, which is why I'm a green succubus with other quirks and All Might isn't. I can talk to the vestiges of everyone who's ever held the quirk and I'm slowly working my way through their quirks."

So. That neatly explained why All Might was so All Mighty. He was punching with like… Mina furrowed her brow. "Wait. If All Might is the ninth holder, and the average human can lift… Yaomomo?"

The ravenette gave a start at being addressed but quickly supplied the answer for Mina. "Approximately seventy kilograms."

"Right, thanks. Okay. So. The average person can lift seventy kilos. Nine people. That's six hundred and thirty kilos." Mina peered at All Might suspiciously. "Six hundred and thirty kilos is definitely impressive, but it's not 'change the weather with a punch' impressive. The math ain't mathing."

All Might shrugged negligently. "I honestly try not to think too hard about exactly how One for All works. I mean, if you really want to make your head hurt? Consider that I'm currently fifty-five and should be considered well past my prime. But then compare what I'm still capable of now to what I was capable of at twenty."

That would have been… Young Age All Might, right? Back when he was in America? Mina furrowed her brow. She didn't really like making her head hurt on purpose and so she would probably refrain from asking Izumi for specific information to back up All Might's assertion.

Before they could continue, there was a loud cough and Mina looked over to find Himiko, Mitoku, Kyouka, Itsuka, and Ibara standing there. Himiko waved awkwardly to the group in the hall. "Hey. Uh, we were chilling on my stream but took a break to come see what the rest of you are doing. What'd we miss?"

Before Mina - or for that matter, Izumi - could reply, Eri sat up and thrust her hands into the air excitedly. "Green Mom is a fucking liar!"

…hmm. Maybe they should have waited for the entire group to arrive before starting this conversation?

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"And that's everything. Does anybody have any questions for me? Or All Might? Who evidently has all the time in the world now?"

It had taken a while to round up everyone and even now, Yuu was present only on Himiko's tablet, having taken an extended break from patrol for a 'personal issue'. But they were all there in one form or another, and Izumi and All Might had stumbled their way through an almost hour long explanation about Izumi, her quirk, an abridged history of said quirk, and details on her true connection to All Might. Did she have questions? Um, wouldn't any reasonable person? They'd been given a lot to process!

Saiko was the first to respond, raising her hand and waiting until All Might pointed at her. "So if I'm understanding things correctly, you've been rewound back into some point nebulously 'in your prime' by exposure to Eri's quirk and now have a full and undiminished copy of One for All back in your possession." All Might nodded slowly and the girl looked around shiftily. "What do you plan to do with it?"

Scoffing, Momo bumped against her girlfriend playfully. "Certainly not give it to you, if that's what you were going to attempt to convince him of."

An affronted huff escaped Saiko. "I would be a stellar candidate for a copy of One for All. I already have a world class intellect thanks to my quirk; imagine what a force for good I could be if I had raw power to back up my planning and reasoning abilities?"

Opening and closing her mouth several times, Momo made a thoughtful noise. "Well when you put it like that…" She turned to All Might and raised an eyebrow inquiringly. "What exactly do you plan to do with your duplicated copy of One for All?"

Before All Might could answer, Izumi waved her hands frantically. "Not give it to any of you!" At the odd looks she received, her cheeks flushed a darker shade of green. "Hikage died of old age at like, forty? Because he had a quirk and carried One for All on top of it. The human body isn't set up to hold two quirks for any real length of time. If Dad gave any of you his copy of the quirk, with how powerful it's gotten since then? You'd probably be dead before we get to have that orgy with Miruko."

"So wait, I can't pass it on unless I find a quirkless candidate worthy of possessing it? Otherwise they'll die an early death?" All Might furrowed his brow as he stared down at Izumi. "Hmm. That makes me meeting you awfully convenient, doesn't it?"

Izumi shrugged in response. "Hey, don't look at me. I don't come up with this stuff, I'm just trying to keep you from being an accessory to murder."

After thinking for a moment, All Might snapped his fingers excitedly. "I should call Dave and see if Melissa would be interested. She's quirkless like Izumi was. And she's already like family, so I could see trusting her with all of these secrets."

Mina perked up. Melissa. That sounded like a girl! Possibly an American girl? Wait a second… "All Might, is Melissa blonde?" The man nodded uncertainly and Mina pressed on. "With blue eyes?" That got her another uncertain nod. "And she's quiet and nerdy?" A third nod, and Mina thrust her hands into the air excitedly. "Woo! Callback!"

"That assumes that All Might decides to pass things on before we retire." Saiko took a sip of her tea and then raised an eyebrow when everyone looked at her again. "What? If I was a fifty-year-old hero who had just been returned to my thirties by a quirk, giving me a chance to be active for a solid decade or two more? I wouldn't necessarily be eager to relinquish my powers."

All Might let out a boisterous laugh at that. "Young Intelli, you are forgetting one thing: I have been given a second chance at everything thanks to Eri. That includes having an actual life of my own. I have sacrificed most everything to become the Symbol of Peace. I have few friends. No family. I don't even have hobbies, for crying out loud. I have been given a second chance, yes… to live."

Leaning in, Izumi wrapped her arms around All Might's broad body as best she could. "Well, you have a family now. You have me and Mom. And… twenty-five future daughter-in-laws?"

"Yes! I do!" All Might threw his head back and laughed even more excitedly. "I can spoil… all of you so much now! With the possible exception of young Yaoyorozu? I believe her family could probably buy Might Tower if they put their mind to it."

Blushing faintly, Momo scuffed her foot against the floor. "We could. We are exceptionally rich."

All Might clapped his hands together excitedly. "Now that I'm no longer limited by my injury-"

Mina shook her head slowly. "Can we all appreciate that the guy who was capable of hurting All Might is very dead now? Because damn. That's scary."

"-err, yes. As I was saying, though, with my time limit no longer an issue, I can devote so much more time to preparing you to become heroes." All Might bounced in place eagerly. "Is there some place here that we can safely use our quirks? I have only the most basic knowledge about all of you outside of Izumi, and if I'm going to become an effective mentor for you all, I'm going to need a better idea of what each of you can do."

Pulling a small object out of her pocket, Yui enlarged it into her full sized censor box weapon. Granted Momo had created the first version, so it wasn't like she was bringing a school issued piece of support equipment home or anything, but… was she just carrying that thing with her everywhere? "Fight me." Bending her legs, she launched herself over the top of Ochako, Tooru, and Tsuyu, throwing herself at All Might in a whirl of arms, legs, and black box.

All Might easily caught Yui, tossed her in the air, and then caught her by the back of her shirt on the descent, holding her out at arm's length. "In due time, young Kodai! In due time!" He gave the girl a shake as she continued to try and swing her weapon at him, an intent expression on her face. "Stop that."

Ochako waved her hand in the air excitedly. "Forget training for a moment. Do we get the full family experience out of this?" She looked around at the others before waving her hands in All Might's direction. "Let's all go to Denpark and take a bunch of pictures!"

Gasping, Momo brought her hand up to her mouth. "I haven't been to Denpark in years! In all honestly, I'd forgotten that it even existed. That sounds like a wonderful time… if All Might is amenable to chaperoning twenty-five teenagers for the day."

"I looked it up as a date idea. It's a little childish, but it's really pretty so I feel like we could probably get some good photos there?" Ochako pushed the tips of her index fingers together as she looked over at All Might hopefully. "The reviews say they have good food? Especially, uh, I'm probably going to murder this pronunciation but… smørrebrød?"

All Might's jaw dropped and he pulled his shirt up again to rub his hand over his midsection. "Oh my word. I have a stomach again. I can eat… whatever I want again. Young Yaoyorozu! Are there any all you can eat buffets here in Anjo?"

Clapping her hands together, Momo smiled beatifically at All Might. "Sir, it would be my absolute pleasure to treat you to one."

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"So hey. Hi. I'm Yuu. We sorta met on the group chat last night? I just wanna say that it is an absolute pleasure to make your assquaintance."

"Hey! Copycat! I used that pickup line on you!"

"Yes and it worked so I'm regifting it to someone who might also appreciate it." Yuu shot a grin back over her shoulder at Tooru before returning her attention to the bemused looking Camie. "So yeah. Hi?"

Offering the blonde a peace sign, Camie cocked her head to the side curiously. "Aren't pro heroes supposed to be more confident and outgoing? Like, you can't be a hero and be shy, fam."

Yuu shrugged helplessly. "In my defense? You are… really pretty. I mean, we all are. Mina has spectacular taste in women, and her women have spectacular taste in women. I am surrounded by some of the prettiest women I have ever met in my life right now. But you're like, a pretty woman that I don't really know yet. So I'm feeling a little shy and awkward."

"That's totes fine. We have all the time in the world to get to know each other. That said?" Giggling, Camie reached out to grab Yuu by the chin and tilt her head upward a bit. "Like, I get that they're totes fab, friend, but I do have a face."

Yuu shrugged again in response. "So does Yaomomo. I'm not great at finding hers either." Reaching up, she curled one of her bangs around her finger. "Speaking completely objectively? Breasts are awesome."

"They are." Reaching out, Camie grabbed Yuu by the hand and began leading her off toward one of the fields of flowers that stretched across the grounds at DenPark. "You seem fun. Let's chat."

Watching them go with her arms over her chest, Fuyumi let out a soft huff. "I've had that girlfriend for less than twenty-four hours and Yuu is already horning in on my territory." She tilted her head to the side. "Then again, watching them walk away has its charms."

Mina nodded in agreement. Ass city. Jiggle jiggle jiggle. Especially with it being warm enough that Yuu was in shorts. This was the best part of polyamory, she realized: she didn't need some impossible beauty standard girlfriend who had the best of everything. She could have a best breasts girlfriend, a separate best ass girlfriend, another girlfriend with the prettiest eyes, and everything else. She was living the dream! She had the best of everything that she could ever want!

…hopefully she was everybody's best wings, though? She was sorta proud of her wings. They were super pretty. And soft. And warm.

Reaching out, Mina grabbed Fuyumi and swung her up onto her back. "So as promised, this place is childish but majestic. Do we want to go play on the playgrounds at all? There's several and one has no kids at the moment. We can be big goofy kids for at least one more time in our lives."

All Might bounced excitedly in place. "Do you think the slides are strong enough to hold me?" He looked a bit sheepish at Mina's amused glance. "What? I haven't gone on a slide in forty-five years now. Let me live a little."

Reaching up, Inko patted All Might reassuringly on the shoulder. And like, also, were they allowed to call him Toshinori at this point? Or, ooh, maybe Toshi? Mina needed to address that at some point today. Just thinking of him as his heroic persona all the time seemed sort of detached and dehumanizing, especially if he intended to be a prominent figure in all their lives from now on. "That one slide over there seems particularly well reinforced. Let's go give it a try. And if worst comes to worst? It's not like you can't pay to repair it."

"Huh. I can, can't I?" All Might grinned goofily and rubbed his hands together. "Let's do it."

As her parents hurried off toward one of the playgrounds, Izumi looked down at where Eri was cautiously half hidden behind one of her legs. "Do you want to go to one of the playgrounds with other kids? Maybe try and make a new friend? This place is nice but it's not, like, Disneyland. I can't imagine people are coming here from kilometers around, so most of them probably live near enough to see regularly."

Snorting derisively, Eri shook her head. "Fuck no. Other kids suck. Or other kids' parents suck. Can't say fuck. Can't say hell. Can't even say shit. Pass. Unless we can call Anya to come hang out with us." At Izumi's quizzical look, Eri looked away shyly. "Forger Anya. She's my new friend. She's six like me. And has really pretty pink hair. And a telepathy quirk? She learned… all the bad words that I know and her parents didn't even mind."

Himiko chuckled softly at that. "Partially true. Loid and Yor didn't mind because Anya already knew most of those words from them. We met them at the park and the whole family seems lovely. A little too perfect, if I'm being honest? Like, this might just be me growing up with a shit family, but they seem… too good to be true?"

"That's… hmm. Is that concerning? I feel like 'too good to be true' is a little concerning but also the opposite of concerning at the same time?" Mina gave a helpless shrug; she really couldn't find a way to coherently articulate exactly how she felt at the moment. "Schrödinger's concern?"

Himiko nodded in agreement, which made Mina sigh in relief. Thankfully her girlfriend understood her, even when she didn't really understand herself. "No, I know what you mean. Best case scenario, they're just an amazing family. Opposite of concern. Worst case scenario, we may have to beat Loid and Yor with baseball bats and run off with Anya." Reaching down, the blonde covered Eri's ears. "Personally, I hope that if there's something wrong, it's just with Loid. Because, uh, Yor? Would."

Tilting her head back, Eri peered up at Himiko suspiciously. "You're saying some gross shit, aren't you?"

"I am!" Uncovering Eri's ears, Himiko poked the girl's nose playfully. "Because you are friends with a telepath and there are certain things that I don't really care if you hear… but I care very much if she hears."

Eri stared up at Himiko balefully. "Please don't ruin my literal one friendship because you wanna be gross, Mama Mama."

Smiling widely, Himiko tousled Eri's hair, which was back in its imitation of Himiko's own messy buns again. "I will do my best. Also, we're free all week so I will not only offer to let Anya come over after school… I'll do it twice."

Eri thrust her hands into the air excitedly. "Fuck yeah!" Then something caught her eye and she gasped, pointing off to her right. "Look! A creepy and unsettling truck train thing! It's horrifying! I love it! Let's go ride it!"

Sounded like a plan to Mina? As they made their way over toward the train, Mina held her hands out to either side of her, not even carrying who she held hands with so much as just… wanting to be gay for a bit. When Ibara and Tooru took up positions on either side of her? She was absolutely fine with that. She had a bunch of super amazing and freaking cute girlfriends, and she just wanted to bask in that for a while.

And then eat dinner.

And then fuck the hell out of Momo.

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"Huh. Swings are still surprisingly fun."

"They are, though! And I can fly! And I still think they're fun!"

Grinning widely, Tooru pumped her legs as she swung back and forth. Eri was currently running Izumi and Himiko ragged on the playground, while All Might was enjoying being the king of a surprisingly well built wooden castle. Some of the other girls had split off in twos and three to explore the park, not that Mina minded. They were a fricking huge polycule these days. Trying to do everything together was just… impractical. Impossible, even.

Although she did want to see how many of them they could get in one place for sex. Just for, you know, reasons.

Hopping off the swing at the apex of one swing, Tooru squealed as she launched herself through the air toward Mina. The rosette giggled and threw her arms wide open, allowing the invisible girl to collide with her body. She was sturdy enough that it didn't really hurt or anything, but it did make her stumble back a step or two. Leaning in, Mina pressed her lips to Tooru's. "Hey there, girlfriend. Come here often?"

Tooru pondered that, tapping a finger against her chin based on the movement of her wristband. "I could be cumming oftener, to be honest." The two shared a giggle at that and then Tooru twisted in place, swinging her mini backpack off one shoulder so she could unzip it and dig around inside. "Also, I did some serious thinking while swinging and I've come to a decision."

"Oh?" Mina raised an eyebrow curiously, watching as Tooru dug around in her backpack until she found what she was looking for. Which turned out to be Mei's quirk suppressing bracelet? "Oh? Oh squared?"

Tooru hummed softly as she fiddled with the bracelet. "I feel like this is sort of Big Secret Saturday? And this is the only big secret that I have? That I've kept from everyone except from you and Nejire and Yuuyu? I didn't really mean to, to be fair. I just wanted to work out my stuff in my own time. But now Izumi and freaking All Might are sharing some really huge stuff with us, and I'm just like… if I'm allowed to know the truth about Izumi and All Might, maybe they should be allowed to know the truth about me?"

That was very valid of her, Mina had to admit. Also, if she was worried about reactions, what better time to do it than when All Might kept revealing things about himself? At the rate that they were going, chances were that Tooru would be yesterday's news an hour from now. "Can we kiss while you put the bracelet on?"

"I will literally never say no to chances to kiss you, Mina." Wrapping her arms around the rosette's neck, Tooru leaned in and pressed her lips to Mina's. And then her tongue pressed against Mina's lips, seeking entrance that she was all too willing to grant because… woo! Tongue! Just as her eyes were starting to flutter closed, the space in front of her got a lot more occupied as Tooru put the bracelet on. Breaking apart, Tooru rested her forehead against Mina's. "Hey, girlfriend."

Mina grinned widely, rubbing her nose against Tooru's. "Hey."

"Hey look! Mina is kissing some complete stranger who is coincidentally wearing the same exact outfit as Tooru!" Mina shot an unimpressed look over at Ochako, who grinned at her unrepentantly as she bound over. "What? It was funny."

Before Mina could reply, Mei promptly shoved Ochako out of the way and crowded in, her eyes spinning rapidly as she looked Tooru up and down. "Is that… it is! My baby! How do you like it? Is it comfortable?"

Still with her arms around Mina's neck, Tooru leaned to the side and pressed her lips against Mei's affectionately. "It's amazing. I love it. I have loved it. I've been using it a little here and there to try and get used to it, but I felt like if there was ever going to be the perfect day to reveal my biggest secret, today was the day."

"There's no flickers or distortion or anything." Mei reached up to grab Tooru's forearm, gently turning it so that she could inspect the cuff. "It's working even better than I predicted. Although to be fair, there was a fifteen percent chance that it would explode and take your wrist with it."

Tooru's eyes went wide at that revelation. "Wait, what? You let me put something on when there was a fifteen percent chance that it would explode? That's more than a one in ten chance."

Mei nodded sagely. "One and a half in ten, as a matter of fact."

"If you're going to do stuff like that, you can't tell me about it!" Tooru's eyes darted from Mei to the cuff and back. "Now I'm going to be constantly paranoid every time that I put this thing on!"

Waving dismissively, Mei shook her head. "Don't worry, if it blows your hand off, I have a cybernetic replacement that I can have ready to go in a matter of days. With missile fingers!" Her eyes spun as she leaned in toward Tooru, a manic grin on her face. "Wouldn't missile fingers be really cool?"

Tooru bit her lip as she considered that. "I mean, I'm not saying that missile fingers wouldn't be cool… because they would. But I'm rather attached to my existing fingers, if it's all the same to you?"

That got her another dismissive wave from Mei. "Of course you're attached to your fingers. That's what your hand is for. It would be pretty weird if you weren't attached to your fingers." Pausing, she cocked her head to the side. "I wonder if there's anyone out there who can detach their fingers? I could adapt my missile finger baby to be a weapon for them. Just… pop their fingers off, slip my babies on, and they're ready to go."

"Young Hagakure! Is that you?" Leaping off of the playground in one mighty jump, All Might landed in front of the girls and offered an enthusiastic thumbs up. "You look so cool!"

Blushing, Tooru scuffed her foot against the gravel that covered the ground. "Thanks, All Might. I'm still not entirely sure how I feel about it? The colors are just… a lot? Which, I mean, I can appreciate the irony. I wanted to be visible and now that I am, I'm like 'ooh, not sure how I feel about that'."

Mina bumped her cheek against Tooru's, making the shorter girl look over at her. "Welcome to being human. Everyone has moments where they're not sure they like how they look. Even I get that way once in a while, and I'm fabulous."

The corner of Tooru's mouth quirked up. "That you are. Well, here I am. Fully visible girlfriend available selfies and kisses and selfies of kisses. Who wants to take pictures with me?"

As the girls crowded in, clamoring for Tooru's attention, Mina backed away with a small grin on her face. Tooru was fucking amazing, and now everyone was going to get to show her that. She was honestly and genuinely just… so happy for her girlfriend. She looked over as Nejire sidled up on her right, grinning wickedly. "Hey. Wanna sneak off while everyone is distracted by Tooru?"

"Nejire!" Mina looked around wildly, gesturing for the blue-haired girl to lower her voice. "All Might is right over there."

All Might offered a dismissive wave. "Super hearing isn't one of my powers."

Mina let out a relieved sigh at that. "Oh, thank god."

"That being said, I can hear everything you're saying. You're not being particularly subtle, young ladies."

Fuck.

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"Young Yaoyorozu, not to question your truthfulness or anything, but I was under the impression that we were going to an all you can eat buffet restaurant?"

Looking up at the sign hanging over the door of the establishment that a series of SUVs had conveyed the entire hoard to, Momo grinned smugly. "I realized something incredibly important while attempting to organize everyone into neat groups to be transported to dinner. I multitask a lot, to be honest."

All Might looked from Momo to the sign for Steik Haus Sharore and back again. "And that would be?"

Pulling her wallet out of her pocket, Momo opened it to reveal the frankly ludicrous number of yen notes that she had stuffed inside for the occasion. "Any restaurant can be an all you can eat restaurant if you bring enough money with you."

"…fair enough. Shall we?" Turning, All Might opened the door and held it for Inko before following the smaller woman inside.

Mina looked down at herself and then chuckled uncertainly. "Don't most of the places that you like to eat have dress codes and stuff?"

Shrugging, Momo waved her wallet at the rosette. "Many policies turn out to be completely optional with the proper application of funds, it turns out. Museums, for instance, can be surprisingly flexible about touching the art if you approach them properly."

Huh. She really did have that rich of a girlfriend, didn't she? Looking back over her shoulder, Mina bounced Eri lightly. "So. You had perfectly good legs all through DenPark, but then you decided to ride me back to the parking lot. And went straight from my back to the SUV to my back. You done with walking for the day?"

Eri scoffed and waved dismissively. "Absofuckinglutely. And if you really want to push me on it, I'm prepared to guilt trip you guys about shooting me earlier. Besides, you have super strength. Walking is for chumps when you have someone who can easily carry you everywhere."

Considering she would have flown everywhere if she could… the girl kinda had a point. Mina leaned in to bump her forehead against Eri's, careful not to hit the girl with her horns. "Is it me, or are you swearing more?"

"I gave up on trying to improve myself. Fuck this. Fuck that. Fuck that other thing over there, too." Eri reached up to grab Mina's chin, turning her head to face forward again. "But enough about me. Onward, noble steed."

Mina snickered softly before reaching out to open the door to the restaurant, following after the group's designated adults and leading the rest of the the hoard inside. The interior… looked exactly like Mina would have expected of a restaurant that Momo frequented, and she tugged at her halter top awkwardly. The maître d' immediately shot her a disapproving look and the rosette waved Momo forward. "Sweetie? Now would be an excellent time to, uh, approach them properly."

Chuckling, Momo brushed past Mina and made her way over to the suited man. Opening her wallet again, she scooped out the entirety of the money within and confidently plunked it down in front of the maître d'. "We'll be occupying the restaurant for the next several hours."

The maître d' looked down at the money and then back up at Momo, offering the ravenette a nervous smile. "Ma'am, we have reservations for this evening. And neither you nor your companions are dressed appropriately for this establishment."

Momo raised an eyebrow imperiously. "Did I perhaps stutter?"

From behind Mina, Kyouka let out a low whistle. "Damn. That's actually kinda hot."

Yui nodded in agreement. "It is. She's getting fucked tonight."

Mina could definitely agree with that sentiment. While generally people flaunting their money was a bit tacky, there was just something… really damn hot about the way Momo was just so casually confident and assertive about her desires. Granted they had already planned on having sex with Momo that evening but if they hadn't, Mina would definitely be making plans after a display like that.

After staring back down at the thick stack of yen notes, the maître d' seemed to come to a conclusion and pasted his best professional smile onto his face. "Right this way, ma'am. And… good lord, you're All Might."

All Might laughed loudly and brought one hand up to stroke his distinct bangs. "I am!"

"Right this way, sir, right this way!" The maître d' bowed repeatedly before leading All Might deeper into the restaurant. "It's an absolute honor to have you gracing our humble establishment, sir. If you need anything, absolutely anything at all, please don't hesitate to ask."

Momo pursed her lips and looked over at the pile of money that was still sitting on the podium. "…am I allowed to take my money back? Because clearly, he's more impressed by All Might than by my wealth."

Looking back and forth, Mina hummed softly. "What would you do with it if you did? I can't see you carrying that kind of money casually; I feel like you probably withdrew it just so you could make a show of bribing the man."

"I did." Momo stared at the money for a few more seconds and then shrugged uncertainly. "I could play some music and throw money at you all while you dance for me?"

Hooting excitedly, Ochako thrust her fists in the air. "Let's fucking go!"

Eri thrust her hands up to match. "Let's fucking go!" When Mina looked back at her, she shrugged. "I know you guys are talking about being gross, but I'm just excited that someone else is swearing. If Grandpa All Might asks, I learned it from Gravity Mom."

Darting forward, Ochako grabbed the pile of money and looked around surreptitiously for a few seconds before closing the distance between her and Izumi, wedging the wad of notes into the verdette's cleavage. "I'll be back for that later."

Izumi grinned brightly at that. "I look forward to it."

Yo! Orgy at Momo's house, anyone? A Yaoyororgy, if you will? Mina shot one more look back at Eri before making her way over to stand next to Camie and cautiously taking the girl's hand as the maître d' remembered they existed and returned to escort them to their table. "So, uh, we haven't even had a chance to properly talk yet. Feeling any buyer's remorse at this point? Today has been… a lot."

"A bit, fam, yeah. Like, put yourself in my shoes." Both girls looked down at Camie's frankly ludicrous platform sandals on instinct, and then shared a giggle at their mutual brainwave. "But, like, Moe asked me to dinner to discuss dating. And then she had a girlfriend? But the girlfriend was cute so I was, like, totes into that. But then her and the girlfriend had twenty-three other girlfriends? That's a lot to process. So then Fuyumi and Moe and I had sex, which helped me come around to it. And then I woke up and had breakfast and then met Endeavor's wife who's a total fucking MILF-"

"Based, ma'am, based."

"-and then I got teleported through the cloud girlfriend to the rich girlfriend's house and met motherfucking All Might and his daughter isn't his daughter and his quirk is like a hot potato and he was hurt but now he's healthy because of the adoptive daughter that I didn't know I was going to have, oh yeah, and there's some guy who steals quirks but he's dead now so woot?" Camie let out a low whistle and shook her head. "Fam, I only agreed to come because I thought there was going to be an orgy or something. I don't want to get fucked by the plot, I want to get fucked by two dozen ladies."

That was… absolutely relatable, to be honest.

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"Mina. Would you care to join me in stepping outside for a moment?"

Mina looked up from where she was trading a bit of her dinner with Tsuyu and raised an eyebrow. Momo was standing there with Eri on her hip, an uncommonly serious expression on her face. Momo was frequently the more mature one out of the two of them, but she wasn't necessarily a serious person. Alarm bells went off in her head as she nodded slowly and rose to her feet. "Yeah. Uh. Sure."

As tempted as she was to watch Momo's ass as the ravenette lead her away, Eri was staring back at her with a knowing expression on her face and Mina didn't really feel like getting chastised by her adoptive daughter at the moment. It was all in good fun; Mina didn't really take it seriously and she was pretty sure that Eri didn't either. But this seemed like a serious moment and she was trying to maintain the mood.

Momo led her out of the restaurant, and then down the sidewalk and around the side into the alley between Steik Haus and a neighboring block of apartment buildings. Mina opened her mouth to ask one of several questions running through her mind, but Momo shot her a quelling look and led her deeper into the shadows. "Sorry for the clandestine behavior. I believe - probably rightfully - that the others might try to stop me if they knew what I was doing."

And she wouldn't? That… seemed fair, yeah. Mina looked around curiously, and then high fived Eri just to keep the little girl calm. Actually, Eri looked calmer than Mina felt, sitting on Momo's hip in the middle of a dark alley. What did she know that Mina didn't? "Okay, so, glad to be here with you for whatever sketchy shit we're up to. I love sketchy shit. But, uh, what's going on?"

"So, we managed to successfully forge papers documenting Eri's existence. That was easy. The complication arose when I attempted to adopt her as my daughter." Momo huffed in irritation. "In Japan, you can only adopt a child less than six years of age, or a child less than eight years of age who has lived with the adopting parent since before the age of six. And then there's adult adoption, which kicks in at fifteen. The intervening years are a legal wasteland."

Mina furrowed her brow as she considered that. So. In summary, their dreams of turning Eri into Yaoyorozu had been dashed by the legal system? That was what she was taking away from Momo's explanation. What she didn't understand, however, was… "Okay, so how does that lead to us standing in a dark alley?"

Nodding at the shadowy figure approaching them from the opposite end of the alley, Momo straightened up a bit. "I wanted to have a bit of security for this meeting. This was as public a place as he was willing to meet, but I had to take my safety - and Eri's - into account. Given that you can fly, or summon Enmuko and then in turn bring the entire hoard down on his head? I judged you to be my best choice for the job."

The shadow figure turned out to be… a completely mediocre looking man? Not that Mina thought many men were anything other than mediocre, but he looked more mediocre than most. "Did you bring it?"

Rolling her eyes, Momo reached into her purse and withdraw a completely separate wallet from the one that she'd used earlier, opening it to reveal another healthy stack of yen notes. "Do you want to count it?"

"No, no. You're rich. And desperate. I think I can count on you to keep your word." Mina gave a start as the man pulled out a switchblade, and then another as Eri matched him with a knife of her own. "Calm down, kid. It's for my quirk. You did explain to everyone what's going to happen, right?"

Momo shook her head. "I have decided that it is, as they say, better to beg for forgiveness than to ask for permission. Do it." The man reached out as Momo offered her off hand, slashing his knife across her palm. The ravenette let out a hiss of pain but shot Mina a reassuring look as the girl watched on with wide golden eyes. "It's all part of the process, or so he claims."

The man tucked the knife away and then reached out, his hand glowing as he pressed it against the back of Momo's bleeding hand. Then he guided it up, ignoring Eri's disgusted squeal as he pressed Momo's bleeding palm to the young girl's face. There was a bright flash of light, and then when Mina blinked the stars out of her eyes, Eri… had black hair? Wait, what? What what? What the fuck just happened?

Sagging slightly, the man stumbled backward. "Pleasure doing with you, Miss Yaoyorozu. Please keep me in mind for all your future illegal adoption needs." Turning, he stumbled down to the mouth of the alley, looked both ways, and was gone as fast as he'd arrived.

"It worked. It actually worked. Just the way he said it would." Momo went to grab Eri with both hands, only to think better of it and hold her palm out toward Mina beseechingly. One quick puff of flame later, and she grabbed Eri with both hands and held her out toward Mina, a faintly manic expression on her face. "It worked!"

Okay, so, Eri was still mostly Eri-shaped. That was a relief. Mina squinted at her. Her hair was as black as Momo's, while her eyes were still red. Her complexion seemed a slight bit darker? Momo wasn't really dark, but Eri had been an exceptionally pale child. Her horn was still there. Mina cocked her head to the side. "Yaomomo… what the fuck did you do?"

Grinning widely, Momo set Eri down on the ground and clapped her hands together. "Simple. If I cannot legally adopt her? I decided that I would bend the rules and literally make her my daughter. Mister Kawahito's quirk essentially… mixes my DNA into her DNA and recreates her as if I was in fact her parent. When we go to add her to the family registry, she'll pass a DNA test easily. She is now… mine."

Mina inhaled, bringing her hands up together in front of them and then chopping them in Momo's direction. "Okay. First of all, you're absolutely now a MILF. This literally ends all discussion on that topic. You're a MILF. Secondly, given that she could have possibly grown up to be a really good healer… what does this mean for her quirk? Our quirks are a mix of our parents' quirks, at least a lot of time. What does adding your DNA to Eri do to her quirk?"

Frowning, Momo picked Eri back up and hesitantly tossed her into the air. When that failed to garner the reaction she was looking for, she tossed the girl up higher. The golden light still failed to manifest and so after a few more failed attempts, Momo shrugged and set the girl back down. "I, erm, may have replaced Rewind with a heretofore unknown new quirk that doesn't activate the same way?"

"Well that's just fucking fantastic." Mina reached up to pinch the bridge of her nose as she stared at the ravenette. "Like, no offense to Eri or anything, but she was already a ticking time bomb because we didn't know how to control Rewind or even entirely how it activated."

Eri shrugged lazily. "Tis true."

Mina ruffled the girl's hair before continuing. "And now we don't know what her quirk is at all, much less how it activates? But it could be anywhere between Rewind and Creation or some completely radical mutation of those two combining? Jesus fuck, Yaomomo!"

"Jesus fuck, Mom Mom!"

Jesus fuck!

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"Like, don't get me wrong, I don't have anything wrong with titty cosplay, fam. I mean, I'm betittied. I show my titties sometimes. It's fun. But what separates cosplayers from creators is that you don't just stop at lame-o printed bodysuits with no details and ten thousand yen polyester disasters from China. You get into the artistry, babe! The details! You know, the cosplay! There's some serious beepo and coomer overlap. So yeah, they'll stare at your titties. But if you give them a compelling reason to stare at your titties? That's when the money really starts coming in."

Pausing at the edge of the table, Mina glanced back and forth between the very passionate looking Camie and the target of her ramble: a thoughtful looking Himiko. "Did I… miss something?"

Camie sat back in her seat, blushing faintly. "Not even a difference of opinion, fam. Just like… a difference in style. Himiko mentioned that she cosplayed, and I cosplay, and we are two very different aspects of the hobby."

Nodding, Himiko rebounded from her introspection and smiled brightly. "Camie is a super talented creator. Specifically, she's like… a thermoplastics savant. We've actually crossed paths at a few conventions, but I didn't know it was her because of the helmet."

Wait, what? The dumbest girl that most - if not all - of them had ever met was a skilled artist? Then again, idiot savants were supposedly a thing? Like, if there could be people who were shit at everything but math, why couldn't there be people who were… Mina furrowed her brow. "What are thermoplastics?"

Retaking her seat between Saiko and Mei, Momo raised her hand and waggled her fingers to draw Mina's attention. "Speaking broadly, a thermoplastic is any plastic polymer material that becomes pliable or moldable at a certain elevated temperature and solidifies upon cooling."

Mina took her seat and gave Tsuyu a kiss just for the sake of it before looking back over at Momo. "So, uh, it's a plastic that you warm up and then you can shape it into things? And then I'm guessing it cools down and it stays in that shape? Because otherwise ouch, burns."

"In essence, yes." Saiko gestured across the table toward Camie. "Our lovely new addition is particularly skilled at manipulating a mix of PLA, ABS, and… I believe the actual formula is a closely guarded secret, but the trade name is Worbla."

PLA? Mina recognized that name. That's what 3D printers ran on. Or at least the cheap ones. And she was pretty sure ABS was the stuff that expensive 3D printers worked with, so she vaguely recognized that acronym too? "So what do you cosplay that you need to work with that sort of stuff?"

Grinning widely, Setsuna bounced in her seat. "I am… so fucking stoked that she's our girlfriend. I have been following her since she made her first suit. Her stuff is fucking amazing."

Yui nodded in agreement. "Cool stuff."

"Thanks, fam!" Tapping on her phone, Camie turned it and held it out to Mina. "I'm actually an award winning Kamen Rider cosplayer. I've been told - but have no way of proving - that my suits might actually be higher quality than some of the suits that they work with on the show."

Oh, so serious geek stuff. But geek stuff that her other girlfriends were into. So not a bad thing. Mina peered down at the phone, cooing softly at the image of Camie in a suit of blue and silver armor over a black matte bodysuit. "Huh. That's kinda cool. Well, I don't know how you'd dress up Setjiro over there…"

Setsuna raised an eyebrow. "What? Why?" Mina reached back over her shoulder to pat her back and Setsuna blushed faintly. "Oh. Right. The spines. Yeah. Sort of a cosplay killer."

"A bit. But yeah, I feel like you and Yui are going to be fast friends because I can't imagine she would turn down a chance to dress up as Ultraman." Mina peered over at Himiko thoughtfully. "As for you? I don't really know. You sort of have a well established brand at this point, and fancy cosplay armor isn't really part of it."

Himiko nodded agreeably. "It's not. But like, I've seen the photos you guys have sent of your costumes. Ochako's boots and accessories would probably be thermoplastics work. Kyouka's boots definitely would. Unless I wanted to make, like, functional speaker boots? Which could be fun at conventions. Or possibly really annoying."

From the other side of Tsuyu, Ochako peered over at the blonde. "You want to cosplay me? Why?"

Smiling brightly, Himiko gestured back at the brunette. "Because you're a hero, silly! Why not get in on the ground floor and be the first Uravity cosplayer ever?"

Her blush darkening, Ochako ducked her head. "I really want to kiss you right now, but you're too far away."

Deciding that she was more willing to make a scene than Ochako was, Himiko promptly climbed across several laps and into Ochako's, curling up and kissing the brunette on the lips. "Mwah! Kisses!"

As Ochako wrapped her arms around her new lap ornament, Chitose perked up and waved to get Camie's attention. "Actually, can I interview you before the end of the weekend? Maybe grab some selfies? Obviously you don't have any costumes with you but, uh…" She reached up, rubbing her hand against the side of her head. "You're pretty distinctive."

"Absolutely." Camie made a peace sign before gesturing to Fuyumi next to her. "Do you wanna start now? Like, I'm pretty sure I can eat and talk at the same time."

Mina… wasn't entirely sure about that. Camie did seem pretty stupid. Adorable. Fun. But stupid. Like, there was not a thought behind those eyes… except evidently there was and that singular thought was armor cosplays? What a wild revelation that was. Mina shook her head, scooped Eri up onto her lap since the girl didn't seem to know what to do with herself, kissed Tsuyu again, and then turned to Tooru. "Any issues with the cuff at this point?"

Tooru shook her head, looking down at her wrist thoughtfully. "Nothing worth complaining about, no. I mean, I keep getting completely fucking distracted because my own hair keeps appearing in the corner of my eye, but other than that and holy shit am I pale, I need to tan immediately? No. No problems. I'm thinking about maybe wearing it to school on Monday? Give it a real test? See how everyone reacts?"

Hmm. On one hand, Mina loved the idea because Tooru was a babe and now everyone would get to see how lucky Mina was to be dating such an exquisite specimen of femininity. And they could be jealous of her and stuff. On the other hand… that meant boys seeing her girlfriend and she really didn't care to hear their thoughts on the subject. And they were prone to verbalizing them. "Hmm. Let's talk about that later."

At the head of the table, All Might cleared his throat. "Can I just interrupt for a moment to address the elephant in the room?" When everyone looked over at him, he gestured back down to where Mina was sitting with Eri perched on her lap. "Are we not going to talk about the fact that young Yaoyorozu and Ashido took Eri outside, and she came back with a different color of hair?"

Mina did her best to look innocent. "In my defense, Yaomomo and I went into a dark alley unsupervised and were not detained by the police this time. So I see this as an absolute win."

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"I need a cigarette."

Mina peered down the table curiously at where Yuuyu was stretching her arms up over her head, the salmon-haired girl completely nonchalant in the wake of her announcement. Gasping, Mina leaned toward her as best she could, which wasn't very well given there were nearly thirty of them at the table. "You smoke?"

Shrugging, Yuuyu pushed her chair back and rose to her feet. "Can you blame me? Look at how much stress I have in my life." Nejire let out an outraged nose, and Yuuyu ruffled her girlfriend's hair playfully. "Kidding. You know I love you." Leaning down, she pressed her lips to Nejire's before pulling away and heading for the entrance. "But yeah, stepping out for a moment if anyone wants to join me."

Moe promptly hopped to her feet, reaching up to gather some fire on the end of her finger. "I mean, lighter girlfriend. I'm pretty much obligated to tag along at this point."

"Izumi, catch!" Mina feinted a throw at the verdette before carefully picking up Eri and moving the girl onto the taller girl's lap. "Teenage smoking is an epidemic in Japan and I am all about questionable life decisions. Let's go!"

When the trio reached the fresh air outside the restaurant, Yuuyu looked around consideringly before turning and heading for the same alley where Momo's questionably legal deal had gone down. Making her way into the exact middle where the shadows were deepest, Yuuyu leaned back against the wall and sighed. "Fuck. Fresh air is amazing."

Mina promptly made to snuggle up against Yuuyu's side before pausing. "Do you want… space? Like, is that the entire point of this exercise?"

"Nah, you're good." Yuuyu stretched an arm out in her direction and Mina promptly tucked herself in underneath it, curling into the older girl's side. Looking over at Moe, she chuckled softly. "That's why I didn't object to you coming along even though…" Trailing off, she held up her hand and Mina watched interestedly as lightning arced between them. So what, she was basically her own lighter? How cool!

Moe shrugged before invading the girls' shared personal space, planting her hands on either side of Yuuyu's head as she leaned in. "That's okay. You're not actually out here to smoke, so it doesn't really matter, does it?"

Golden eyes widening, Mina looked back and forth between the two third year girls. "Wait, she doesn't? How can you tell?"

"I mean, the biggest and most obvious giveaway?" Moe leaned in to sniff at Yuuyu. "That stench is pervasive. It permeates every fiber of your being. There's no escaping it. Some of the sidekicks at Endeavor's agency smoke and you know who the moment you meet them." Her look turning a bit more playful, Moe pursed her lips and blew a kiss at Yuuyu. "Also, you'd be able to taste it. Gum and mints can mask it, but the taste lingers too."

Yuuyu raised an eyebrow at that. "Speaking from firsthand experience?"

Moe shrugged nonchalantly. "You guys aren't my first relationship. My ex smoked and just… eugh. That's why I offered to come outside, though. Lighting her cigarettes was sort of my thing. Fell back into old habits, even though I knew you were lying."

Looking to either side at Moe's arms penning her in, Yuuyu grinned mischievously. "Well, you caught me. Now what?"

"Now we get some well deserved air." Moe leaned over to kiss Mina and then Yuuyu in rapid succession. "Today has been… a lot. I'm honestly surprised Camie hasn't run away screaming. Like, I'm surprised that I haven't run away screaming. Izumi and All Might dropped a fuck load of shit on us with pretty much zero warning."

To be honest? Mina was sort of surprised that she hadn't run screaming. Like Moe said, Izumi had dropped… a lot on them. While Mina had been annoyed by the girl's constant and obvious lying, the truth had been… so much weirder than she'd expected. She was super glad that All Might had caved in the head of that evil guy who could steal quirks, though. Holy Dragon was a super cool quirk and he probably would have tried to steal it, if given half a chance.

Although to be brutally honest, Mina wouldn't have minded if he stole two or four of her wings? She really had enough to share at this point.

Still, what a day. What a bunch of days to come. All Might was evidently still leaning into the fake family lie that Izumi had verbalized and so he was just… a doting father-in-law now? Or, well, in-law once they were old enough. There wasn't really a word for a girlfriend's dad, sadly, other than like… girlfriend's dad? Ugh. She needed to invent a term for it, Mina decided, especially considering she had twenty-five of them.

This whole thing had just been a wild and crazy ride, and Mina was genuinely excited to see where it took her next. Yeah, there'd been some weird shit. Nothing she really regretted, though? And she just… couldn't wait to see where this path she'd started down took her. So many dates to date. So many adventures to have. So many milestones to celebrate. And if all went well, she'd get to do those things with some truly amazing girls.

Bouncing excitedly on her toes, Mina looked from Moe to Yuuyu and back. "Moe! Question!"

Moe let out a soft chuckle. "That's actually an exclamation, but sure. Hit me. What's up?"

"Okay, so, you have fire hair. I make fire." Mina gestured back and forth between the two of them rapidly. "Can you like, adopt existing fire into your fire-ness? Relevancy being… if I breathe on your head, will you have golden fire hair?"

Moe furrowed her brow at the question. "So, short answer, yes. If I'm exposed to fire, I can assimilate it into my quirk. Endeavor once gave me Rapunzel hair using Hellflame. It was pretty cool, but very impractical. That being said, when I exerted my quirk on it, the flames all turned green so… hmm. Possibly but probably no? It sounds really cool, I'm not going to lie, so I'm absolutely down to try."

Squealing, Mina clapped her hands together and wiggled out from under Yuuyu's arm as the electrokine watched them curiously. "Okay so do you want to..?" Moe scrunched up her face in concentration and abruptly the alley got a little darker as the girl went bald, the green flames of her hair dying off completely. "Huh. Uh, any chance you'd let Tsuyu nut on you like that? You look kinda hot."

Moe just rolled her eyes at that. "Shut up and breathe on my head." Mina pouted but obliged, exhaling a stream of golden fire toward Moe's scalp. The fire spread smoothly over her head and then out into a flowing golden mane of hair, albeit a  bit wilder and more chaotic than Mina was used to seeing of her girlfriend. Reaching up, Moe ran both hands through her hair, trying to coax it into some semblance of order. Then she made a thoughtful noise, grabbing a handful of golden flames and pulling them free before pressing it to the side of Mina's neck. "So, uh, that's a thing?"

"Huh? What's a thing?" Mina twisted in place, trying in vain to see her own neck. "What did you do?"

Moe poked the spot where she'd applied the flames. "I healed your hickey. So, uh, evidently your flames are still your flames unless I choose to turn them into my flames? Which I feel like there are situations where I absolutely should not, because having two sets of Mina Flame running around could be very useful?"

Um, yeah! Like after the Yaoyororgy!

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"Is there a… perhaps less concerning method of self-defense that we could give to Eri, young Toga?"

Himiko shrugged lazily, pulling out her switchblade with the hand that wasn't holding Eri. The girl promptly mimicked her mother, pulling out a switchblade of her own and brandishing it. "Why live laugh love when you can stab stab stab?"

Staring at her in consternation, All Might opened and closed his mouth repeatedly. "That is certainly… a viewpoint. A vaguely concerning one, to be honest. You know, the true essence of heroism is meddling even when you're not wanted." He puffed up, standing proud and tall in front of Himiko. "Is there something I can do to help you, young Toga? To make things better for you?

"Uh, thanks but… honestly I'm good?" Himiko scratched at the side of her head with the tip of her knife before shrugging sheepishly. "I have a safe, happy place to live now. All the blood that money can buy. A really cute daughter. Some amazing girlfriends. A lot of amazing girlfriends. I'm… a little broken still. But this place is my furo, I guess you could say. I'm undergoing kintsugi here. I may be broken, but someday I'll turn into something beautiful in spite of that."

Reaching up, All Might sniffled softly as he wiped at the corner of his eye. "What a beautiful way to look at things. Very inspiring, young Toga. Very well. But if you ever have need of… well, anything at all that I can do to help you. Please don't hesitate to ask."

After a moment's consideration, Himiko perked up. "Can you Detroit Smash my father?"

All Might's broad grin faltered. "…perhaps anything but that."

Before Himiko could make another request, Mei brought her hands up in front of her body, tapping at her wrist insistently. "You know, All Might, that's a very nice watch you have."

Frowning, All Might looked down at his bare wrist in confusion and then back up at the intently staring Mei. "Young Hatsume, I don't-"

Clearing her throat, Mei's crosshairs pupils spun as her gaze dropped determinedly to All Might's wrist. "I said… that's a very nice watch you have."

Suddenly, understanding dawned and All Might nodded resolutely. "Ah yes. Look at the time. Well, it was wonderful spending the day getting to know you. I look forward to many more enjoyable days in the future. Shall we, Inko?"

Smirking faintly, Inko stared directly into her daughter's eyes as she looped her arm through All Might's. "We shall. Have a wonderful evening, girls." And with that, the two of them turned and made their way out of the great hall, the butler whose name Mina still didn't know moving to intercept them and escort them to the front doors.

"Alone at last. Or, well, almost." Turning to Eri - and doing a double take at the unexpected black hair - Mina offered a wide smile. "Eri, can you go to your room? Pink Mom has had a day and really just wants to get her back blown out right about now."

Eri scrunched up her face in disgust. "As soon as I figure out what my new quirk is, I'm going to use it on you." Huffing, she turned and marched toward the stairs, muttering rebelliously under her breath the entire way. "Fucking gross ass bitches."

Clapping her hands together, Mina turned back to the rest of the group, most of whom were staring at her in disbelief. Reaching up, she scratched at the base of her horn awkwardly. "What?"

Himiko reached up to pinch the bridge of her nose. "I'm the certified lunatic in this polycule and even I know not to say things like that. You're going to give our daughter some kind of psychological damage. You know that, right?"

"I am not!" Pouting, Mina crossed her arms over her chest defensively, and then curled her wings around herself for good measure. "I was watching parenting videos on TikTok and it said that it was very important to be honest with your child. Pink Mom wants to get laid, damnit. I was being honest."

Himiko turned to look up at Momo and shook her head, and the ravenette pursed her lips in thought. "On one hand, I do not approve of people lying to my daughter. My daughter. She is mine now in a realer sense and I find myself even more possessive of her accordingly. That being said, I feel like there is a difference between lying and being unnecessarily and undesirably open with a child. Mina, please refrain from giving my daughter psychological damage."

Tsuyu let out a thoughtful ribbit. "Would giving her mommy issues really be that bad in the grand scheme of things? The Ochakos of the world need to get dates somehow."

Huffing, Ochako leaned on Tsuyu and mussed her hair. "I'll have you know that most of my girlfriends do not in fact have mommy issues. Only really Himiko and Yaomomo, as a matter of fact."

Momo made a contented face. "I do sort of have mommy issues, don't I? Hmm. Is it worth seeing a therapist over? I would like to think that I'm rather functional in spite of them."

"Speaking of therapists…" Saiko gestured in the direction of where Eri had disappeared. "Should we maybe look into engaging a child psychologist for Eri? Her father died at her own hand, her mother abandoned her, she was held captive by the yakuza and subjected to unspeakable torture…"

Okay while that was all well and good and valid and definitely something they should look into? There was a time and place for everything and Mina was reasonably sure that immediately before an orgy was neither the time nor the place to be having a serious discussion about their daughter's psychological state. "Mou! This conversation has gotten very unsexy very fast!" Stomping her foot, Mina grabbed her top and yanked it up over her head and off. "I left my purse in Poundtown and I demand that we go back for it!"

Snickering softly, Momo stepped forward so that she could turn and survey the assembled girls. "Before the… for lack of better term, Yaoyororgy commences-" Ayo! Great minds were thinking alike tonight! "I would like to take a quick survey of who intends to remain overnight at my home? I feel it only polite to escort those who wish to return home to the train station. Before returning here for the, shall we say, festivities."

"Did the cuck chair that we ordered come in this week?" Momo nodded rapidly and Mei grinned, throwing an arm around Saiko's shoulders and pulling the taller girl against her side. "Score. Don't know about you all, but I intend to sit on Saiko's dick and watch Yaomomo get destroyed."

Bouncing excitedly, Ochako gestured to Momo. "If I can suggest a new team building activity?" She gestured to Momo more emphatically. "Technically there's only so much Yaomomo to go around, but I don't mind waiting my turn. Like, what if she outlasts Nejire and Mina and Yui? You guys might need my help."

Tsuyu snickered softly. "This is like the fellowship forming in the Lord of the Rings."

Pulling away from Tsuyu, Ochako puffed up proudly. "You have my strap-on!"

Deciding to play along, Tsuyu stepped up next to her. "And my dick."

Bounding forward, Camie wrapped her arms around both girls as she leaned into the middle. "And my fist!" When everyone turned to look at her, the fawn-haired girl blushed faintly. "Oh, is that just a me kink? Well damn."

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"You guys are gross."

Leaning down, Mina ruffled Eri's hair before straightening back up and fluttering her wings to get the stiffness out. She never thought she'd say it, but she'd spent a bit too much time on her back tonight. Watching girls bounce on her big pink dragon dick? Super fun. But her wings were… considerably less thrilled with her at the moment. "We are, though! What are you doing up?"

Eri shot her a deadpan look. "Gee, I wonder." Looking from the door of Momo's room over to the door Eri had emerged from, Mina cringed. Right. Shared wall. No soundproofing was perfect. They had probably just done… hah! They had all done psychic damage to Eri! It wasn't just her! "Actually, I was hoping Mom Mom was still awake? I'm just… terrified to go in there."

That was very fair of the girl. Considering that Momo was still going strong a solid three hours into her Yaoyororgy? Mina was kinda scared to go back in there too. She needed a break! "Mom Mom is a little busy but I'm free. Can I help you?"

"Hmm. I mean, I guess? I kinda wanted her to make stuff for me to use my quirk on but I have too many pants." Eri leaned in, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "Pants are the devil's own invention."

Agreed! Mina liked shorts sometimes, but mostly skirts and dresses. Leaning down, she scooped up Eri and felt validated as a passable parent when the girl leaned into her. "So you figured out what your quirk is, then? Already? That was… a couple hours?"

Eri shrugged negligently. "I mean, it wasn't too hard when I put my mind to it. My quirk was going to be something between Rewind and Creation, right?" Mina nodded agreeably; that seemed right given Momo's explanation of the transformation that the girl had undergone, yes. "So I turned on videos of circuses on my tablet-"

"Wait, what?" Mina shot the girl a bemused look. "How do circuses help you figure out your quirk?"

Rolling her eyes, Eri waved her hand. "Circuses have clowns. Clowns are scary. I was trying to scare myself into making my quirk activate again. It made sense to me."

Mina nodded thoughtfully at the girl's words. It did make a certain degree of sense, yeah. And she could definitely co-sign on the part about clowns being scary. The only thing worse than clowns were mimes. "So you scared yourself into doing something new?"

Shaking her head, Eri pressed her finger against Mina's lips. "I'm trying to explain my process here and you're interrupting." Mina made an apologetic noise and then her adoptive daughter continued. "So I tried to scare myself and that didn't work. So then I thought maybe I was something closer to Creation. So I looked up what water is made of because, well, water is only wet. If I made water, it would make a mess but it wouldn't be that big a deal."

Mina nodded again in agreement; everything dried out eventually, especially in a fancy house with a well maintained climate control system. Making her way into Eri and Himiko's room, she looked around curiously. Nothing seemed out of place? Maybe a plushy or two less than she remembered, but she could be imagining things. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, she debated responding verbally before remembering Eri's rebuke and gesturing for the girl to continue.

"Okay so I figured out pretty quick that I either couldn't make things or that Mom Mom's quirk is more complicated than 'knowing what it's made of'. Because… two hydrogen, one oxygen, a little V-shape, that's pretty much as simple as it gets. Like, I'm six and even I can understand something that basic. So after I decided that I probably didn't have Creation, I was like… what if I'm still cursed and instead of making things, I unmake things?" Squirming out of Mina's grip, Eri padded across the bed to grab a stuffed bat plushy and held it up for Mina's inspection. Then she furrowed her brow in concentration, and the bat promptly disappeared. Her horn may or may not have grown - Mina might have been imagining that - but it was impossible to miss the faint halo of golden light that surrounded the girl for a few seconds before sinking into her skin. Eri's red eyes went wide as she grinned in a way that was uncannily similar to Himiko's crazed smiles or Momo's manic ones. "Now I am become Death, the Destroyer of Worlds."

…Jesus fuck, Momo, what have you done? That being said? "You know, I'll love you through a lot of life decisions but if you turn into a chuuni before you even start elementary school, I'm putting you up for adoption." Eri shot her a startled look and Mina giggled and waved dismissively. "Just kidding, of course. I'll love you no matter what. Just… can we take the edgelord shit down at least one notch? Become Death my big pink ass."

Eri let out a little huff at that. "I looked up over fifty quotes about Death to find that one. It was a great quote for the situation."

Mina stared at Eri uncertainly as the girl lunged after another plushy that was probably Himiko's, making it disappear and creating the brief golden glow around herself. "So, uh, can you bring stuff back? Or is it a one way trip? What exactly is your quirk doing here?"

Putting her hands on her hips, Eri gave Mina a condescending look. "Pink Mom, I'm six. I'm precocious, but I'm still six. How the fuck should I know?" Yeah, fair enough. "If I can bring it back, I haven't figured out how yet. I'm just… slurping stuff up and making myself glow so far. The bigger it is, the more I glow and the longer I glow. So, uh, possibly I'm still a stockpiler?"

Oh, had Rewind been a stockpile? Props to Eri for knowing that, because Mina sure hadn't. It sorta made sense, though: if she could just activate Rewind willy nilly - or even just ever time she got scared - she probably would have activated it much more frequently in the past. Mina cocked her head to the side. "So you're making stuff disappear and you're stockpiling something. Hmm." Rubbing her chin as she stared at Eri, Mina did her best to channel Izumi. What did plushies have that Eri could be stockpiling? "Do you know what potential energy is?"

Eri shook her head firmly. "I do not."

"I don't really either, it's just… something inside of objects, something something." Mina pulled out her phone and opened her browser, navigating to the Wikipedia article on potential energy. It was… full of very big words and concepts that she didn't really understand. One thing was clear, though. "Okay so we're definitely going to need Mom Mom to really parse this properly, but I think… I think? You're unmaking objects and storing their potential energy within yourself? So you sort of mutated Creation? I don't remember what Mom Mom's parents' quirks are, so I don't know how weird a mutation this is compared to what her mutation was. But then it combined with the stockpile aspect of Rewind. If you can't trigger Rewind even after absorbing things, you probably don't rewind things anymore. Which, I mean, woo hoo? That was a pretty scary quirk to have to worry about, especially since we all really like hugging you."

Nodding emphatically, Eri made an entire full sized pillow disappear - which was fine, the bed had a few too many of those - before looking up at Mina. "Okay, so I'm stockpiling. Where does the stockpile go? What does the stockpile do?"

Hmm. That was… a really good question.

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"I didn't even realize my feet were sore until you asked to rub them. Thanks, Fuyumi."

"No, ma'am. Thank you." Fuyumi giggled softly as she continued to rub Mina's sole with her surprisingly strong fingers as she sat tucked under Moe's arm against the opposite side of Momo's large tub. "So. This has been… a weekend."

Moe let out a huff of laughter at that. "It's only half over. I'm genuinely scared of what crazy shit might happen tomorrow if this was what our Saturday was like. Also?" Moe pretended to check a nonexistent watch. "Four hours, and Yaomomo is still going. I feel like it's going to come down to Momo versus Nejire at the end, and I'm genuinely not sure who's going to win."

Snorting with laughter, Mina shook her head in amusement. "At this point, I wouldn't want to bet against Momo if her opponent was a wall powered fucking machine that Mei invented for her." The trio took a moment to consider that before bursting into laughter. "Seriously, Yaomomo is insatiable. I feel like she only agreed to be in a polycule to give Mei and Saiko a break."

"As opposed to you, who had completely noble and wholesome reasons for assembling a group of two dozen girlfriends?" Moe raised an eyebrow inquiringly until Mina raised her hands in surrender before grinning teasingly. "I mean, I let myself be assembled so I really can't say anything. But yeah. I think we all had ulterior motives of one form or another for agreeing to this."

Fuyumi nodded in the direction of where she was continuing to work on Mina's foot. "I mean, I'll freely admit that twenty-five girlfriends means fifty feet for me to worship and that was a huge factor in why I was down for this crazy adventure of yours. I mean, initially I was in it for your feet obviously, but like… I didn't try to rein you in because more feet."

That was fair. Personally, Mina wasn't really one to judge anyone's intentions and had mostly been joking. If Momo's primary motive for joining and helping grow Mina's hoard had been the prospect of twenty-five sex partners? Good for her! Sex was fucking awesome, especially when it was with someone you cared about. Granted Mina couldn't really speak to the alternative, having never had sex with someone outside the hoard, but she was reasonably certain it would be a less enjoyable experience? So maybe it was a good thing she got into this situation instead of doing enjo kosai and then sugaring. Oh! Speaking of which! "Fuyumi, you joked a few times about being a sugar mommy. Is now a good time to ask you to buy me things?"

Smirking, Fuyumi gave Mina's foot a squeeze. "Now is an excellent time to ask me to buy you things."

Mina giggled and arched her back, bringing her other foot up to push against Fuyumi's cheek. "In all seriousness… I kinda want some weird loud dresses to wear out. Not like, going on a fancy date dresses. Like, I can ask Yaomomo for that if she ever wants to take me somewhere and doesn't feel like trying to bribe our way past the dress code. But like… I wanna have something to make it weird when we go to the konbini at random hours and stuff."

"Mmm, fair, fair. I feel like I could be more goth than I am in my off hours." Fuyumi gestured to the bundle of black fabric laying on the bathroom floor with her free hand. "I am a lazy goth. Like, I have the money. I have the prep time in the morning. I could make things… so much weirder than they currently are. Black leggings and a black band shirt? I'm not living up to my potential."

Personally, Mina was mildly tempted to hop on that 'let's get gother' train with Fuyumi. Her hero costume looked good on her; black and pink was a hot combination. But at the end of the day? Mina loved bright colors and wild patterns. Which weren't really that trendy, either any more or at least at the moment she happened to be living in. Which was a shame! And brought them to their current conversation. "I was hoping you would foot the bill for like, a sundress or a skater dress or something casual from the Uematsus."

Surprisingly, it was Moe who perked up at that name. "Endeavor sent me to them last year. Before the Hero Billboard gala. They did this really pretty flame print dress for me. They go back all the way to the dawn of the age of quirks, when the founder immigrated to Japan and set up shop. They're not particularly prestigious or well known, but they do solid work."

Fuyumi bit the sole of Mina's right foot gently as she turned her head to look at Moe. "I remember that dress. You were very…" Trailing off, she let go of Mina's left foot as she brought both hands up to indicate Moe's breasts. The white-haired girl blushed faintly and ducked her head. "That was when I first realized I had a crush on you. You looked… so, so pretty in that dress."

"Wait, really? That's hilarious, because that was the night you wore that icy blue silk dress and I realized I had a crush on you." Moe leaned in and kissed Fuyumi gently. "Damn. You were down bad for me and I was into you. We wasted, like, a solid six months that we could have been dating?"

That was a whole ass mood, to be honest. Like, Mina didn't particularly regret many things about her life, but now that she had girlfriends? She sincerely regretted all her carefree playful flirtation days. Like, she hadn't necessarily strung girls along or anything but looking back, she could have dated… hmm. Hana and Furuko might have noped out when she went on her hoard kick, so it was probably good that she hadn't dated them. But like… Tooru? She could have had a whole ass Tooru shaped girlfriend for months by the time she went to the entrance exam and met the others. Mou. So many dates she hadn't gone on and kisses she hadn't gotten.

But there was no sense living in the past. Pulling her feet back across the tub and tucking her legs under herself, Mina grabbed her phone. "But yeah, if you're willing? I'd be very interested in getting a dress or two from the Uemetsus. And… you would be compensated appropriately."

"I mean, I don't see why not. Especially if Moe speaks highly of them." With her foot fun over, Fuyumi twisted and burrowed into Moe's side, peering up at the girl. "Hmm. Idea. What if we do a cute girlfriend coordinated outfit sort of thing? If she's making pieces from scratch, she could probably draft patterns for the same dress made for our specific measurements. So like… imagine we pick a style together. And then Mina gets it in like, neon leopard print, I get it black with skull print, and you get it in a cute flame print. And then we all wear them out together."

Before Moe could respond, the bathroom door swung open and Tsuyu and Ochako stumbled in. Making her way over, Ochako planted her hands on the lip of the tub and leaned down toward Mina. "Holy shit. I just… holy shit."

Nodding in agreement, Tsuyu wobbled over and collapsed against the side of the tub, resting her cheek on the edge. "I need healing."

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"What even is my sleep schedule these days?"

"Mood." Itsuka bumped her fist against Mina's as they lay staring up at the glow in the dark star stickers that Himiko had applied all over the ceiling of her room. Between them, Eri had grown tired of making random objects disappear and was sleeping peacefully. "Also, never thought my quirk would get used like that. The spankings, sure. You literally brought that up the first time we met. But, uh, wow."

Mina nodded emphatically. She probably should have seen it coming, but she had not. And, uh, yeah. Camie was a freak and could absolutely keep that shit. "Did you have fun at least? Weird fun that it may have been?"

Blushing faintly, Itsuka ducked her head a bit but nodded in response. "I did. Did not expect to. I'm still sort of managing my headspace regarding all of this. Like, I've already been coming out of my shell with some of the 1-B girls so me and Kyouka don't have the vibe that she says you and Yuu used to have. But like… was not expecting the orgy. Was honestly tempted to leave when she offered. But I decided to just… put myself out there? And I didn't hate it?"

"I would say you made a good choice because it won't be a regular occurrence, but now that Yaomomo's had a taste of things?" Mina gestured to the shared wall with Momo's room, where noises were still faintly audible. "There will probably be weekly Yaoyororgies for anyone who's interested."

Itsuka shook her head incredulously. "I'm still not sure who's going to run out of energy first: her or Nejire. Like, before all this, I would have bet Nejire based on what you guys had said about her. But nympho Yaomomo sorta came out of nowhere."

Speaking of things that came out of nowhere, which they were not at the moment because her thought had literally come out of nowhere? Mina reached up to rub her fingers over Itsuka's buzz cut gently. "If you and me and Enmuko head out together tomorrow, can we hit up your barber? Is he open on Sundays?"

"I… do not know. I bet Google knows, though. Google knows a lot of shit." Having dropped her phone on the nightstand, Itsuka scooted over to retrieve it and then came back to snuggle with Mina and Eri as she checked. "Survey says… limitedly. So we might have to leave earlier in the day than you'd want to. Unless you want to try and squeeze it in on a weekday? I know you're mostly out with people after school, though, so… yeah."

Hmm. Choices choices. She saw most of these girls most days a week, so ducking out a little early probably wouldn't hurt? Especially if she made a point of putting in quality Yuu time after breakfast, and possibly Saiko and Chitose too. Everyone else, she could catch during the week. Or she could possibly catch Yuu on Wednesday, and so she should focus on the Seiai duo? Hmm. She'd figure it out. But yeah. When she actually thought about it? "Going with you tomorrow sounds better than like… hello wonderful fog girlfriend, wait at home so you can hop me and Itsuka back to Chiba after school, then hop us back to Musutafu, then hop us to Yuu in Chiba so we can go home without spending hours on the train."

Itsuka nodded in agreement. "You're lucky she loves you. You know that, right?" Mina did in fact know that and nodded eagerly. And she loved Enmuko. It was a love-love relationship. "But yeah, I'll get my fill of Kyouka kisses tomorrow morning and then we can head out whenever you're ready. What are you thinking of doing that you want to go to my guy instead of a stylist?"

Mina brought her hands up to rub over the sides of her head. "After seeing Kyouka and you and Fuyumi and Camie? I wanna do something a bit wilder to my hair. Shave some sides. Clean up the back a little while I'm at it. But yeah. Like, let's get those clippers out."

"I… have several mental images for how this might end up, and I don't mind any of them." Itsuka reached up hesitantly and when Mina nodded encouragingly, she ran her fingers through Mina's hair. "What about like… a chubby mohawk? Maybe a few centimeters wide? Oh! What if we use your horns as a landmark and just shave backward from there? Leave just the hair between the width of that gap?"

Leaning into Itsuka's touch, Mina considered the prospect. "That actually sounds kinda fun, yeah. Although I've heard around school that there's a girl in 3-H who can grow hair? They use it to make DNA infused fibers faster and more easily. She just… vwoops your hair out and then they cut it and they have what they need. What if we do the haircut and then combine it with her quirk and I have like… some sort of ponytail or braid mohawk?"

Itsuka nodded thoughtfully as she continued to play with Mina's hair. "I mean, the longest right now in the group of weird hairstyles is Camie's remaining hair. You would definitely set yourself apart if you did something like that. But… you have fairly short hair, at least for a girl. Are you actually going to like having long hair? I mean, I feel like shaving half your head and growing out what's left is a net equal amount of hair, but what's left will be long and you could have long hair and choose not to?"

Hmm, what an excellent point. She could in fact have grown out her hair at any point before now and just… had chosen not to. What did that mean? Mina considered that as she continued to rub herself against Itsuka's fingers. She kinda liked her short fluffy mess. She was willing to part with some of it to try a new look but now that she was thinking about it, she didn't really want long hair per se so much as just… something different. "You know what? You're right. Let's skip that."

The door cracked open and Himiko slipped into the room, letting out an exhausted groan as she made her way over to the bed. "So, I was one of the last ones standing because I kept things light through the first few hours, but now it's literally just Yaomomo and Nejire left. Although I did discover I have decent dick game? Getting some blood drained probably didn't help Tsuyu's stamina any, but then there were two of us so… it might have helped her overall survival?"

"After this, I'm not gonna lie, I wanna see your friend make like… twenty Tsuyus and turn them loose on Yaomomo." Mina reached up, pantomiming jerking a dick until it exploded all over her. "The ultimate Tsukkake experience."

Himiko snickered softly. "I feel like that might ruin the carpet? But she can afford it, so eh. I'll shoot Jin a text this week and see if he can drop by next Friday." Flopping down, the blonde squirmed her way up the bed until she was between Itsuka and Mina, rolling Eri so that the younger girl was sleeping on top of her. Eri let out a faint noise of protest before figuring out what she was going and curling her limbs around Himiko like a koala. "So yeah. I'm going to sleep for a solid eighteen hours. See you all on Monday."

Fuck. She should probably try to sleep at some point, shouldn't she?

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"You kinda remind me of my pinky toe, you know."

Looking up from her breakfast, a tired but satisfied looking Momo raised an eyebrow at Mina before glancing down at herself. "Firstly, good morning. I hope you slept well. Secondly, I can't imagine how given that I seem to recall that your toes are as pink as the rest of you and I very much am not."

Mina let out an exasperated sigh, making her way over to lean against Momo and ruffle her hair. Which was down at the moment, which was actually a really nice look on the girl? "I was going to say that sooner or later, I'm going to bang you on this table… but you had to go and get logical on me."

The corners of Momo's mouth curled upward. "I look forward to it. For now, though, feel free to join us for a meal. I know I certainly worked up an appetite last night. And I suppose technically for a fair portion of this morning."

Taking an available empty seat between a shellshocked looking Setsuna and a content Ibara, Mina looked down the table at Momo. "Yeah, about that. Himiko said that it came down to you and Nejire near the end. I've got to know… who outlasted who?"

The question prompted the smuggest grin that Mina had ever seen grace the ravenette's face as Momo gestured to herself. "She's still sleeping off our encounter. In the end, her stamina was immense but mine was decidedly superior."

"Considering what she did to me in that park bathroom… Jesus Christ. That's vaguely horrifying, kero." Tsuyu shook her head in resignation. "I'm starting to feel like there's a very real risk of me getting fucked to death at some point."

Mina pounded both fists on the table as she grinned widely. "Death by snoo-snoo!"

"I'll die the way I lived: making poor life decisions because of a hot chick." Tsuyu ribbited softly before yawning and resting her head on Ochako's shoulder. "Next time, I have dibs on the cuck chair. Saiko got off easy compared to me."

Saiko offered a peace sign with the hand that wasn't feeding a piece of fish to Chitose. "I'm just an ordinary trans girl. I'm sure if I was as endowed as you are, I would be in much higher demand."

Raising her hand, Mitoku blushed faintly. "Actually, I was interested but I didn't want to mess with Mei's vibe? She just seemed really content with how everything was going down and I didn't wanna ruin that for her."

A hand came up to grab the side of Mitoku's head and then she tilted sideways as Mei mashed the smaller girl's face against one of her breasts. "You know what they say: all for one and one for all." Izumi promptly spit out her breakfast, but Mei continued on uninterrupted. "Saiko is your girlfriend too. If I'm ever hogging the gock, just say so."

Izumi shook her head mournfully. "I will never be able to hear the name of my quirk and keep a straight face ever again. Thanks, Mei."

Having removed her bracelet overnight and not put it back on, it was hard to get a read on Tooru for obvious reasons but Mina felt like her girlfriend was probably looking mischievous as she leaned forward. "In that case, Saiko, pass some of that gockamole of yours over here."

"Oh look." Rising to her feet, Momo casually created a ball gag as she made her way over to stand behind Tooru. "Someone just lost talking privileges for the rest of the meal."

Mina giggled softly as Tooru made an indignant noise but submitted to her punishment. "Yaomomo cast Silence."

Recovering a bit, Izumi looked up. "Oh, there's an interesting question. What's everyone's alignment?" When that got her confused looks, she elaborated. "Dungeons and Dragons? Good, Neutral, or Evil? Lawful, Neutral, or Chaotic?"

"I think we all know the answer to that." Mina gestured to herself as she smiled widely. "My alignment is Chaotic Gay."

Fuyumi snickered softly. "I thought you were Chaotic Thirst, personally."

Mina pointed in the white-haired girl's direction. "That too."

Opening and closing her mouth, Izumi sighed softly. "That's… not how that works but I'm sort of realizing that this may be a niche interest even in a group of twenty-six girls so maybe I should let it drop?"

"In all seriousness, I believe I'm somewhere between Lawful Good and Neutral Good. And even that's only because of my vigilante activities. If we disregard them, firmly Lawful Good." At Izumi's surprised look, Saiko shrugged nonchalantly. "We have a campaign going back at Seiai."

Momo raised a hand demurely. "I am firmly Neutral Good. I prefer to let my own morals guide me, rather than laws or society. Hence my vigilante activities."

Looking from Momo to Saiko and back, Setsuna managed to snap out of her stupor to join the conversation. "I'm sorry, what did I miss?"

Momo chuckled awkwardly. "Ah. Right. That wasn't common knowledge, was it? At least to some of our newer members. Yes, Mei and Saiko and I were a vigilante team before enrolling at UA. Mostly me and Mei, with Saiko providing overwatch and handling."

"I, uh, you know what? I probably should have expected wild reveals like that at some point. This whole polycule is just a giant dumpster fire of weird shit." When she received some sharp looks, Setsuna shrugged defensively. "I'm not saying I'm not weird shit. I'm just saying that we're all weird shit here."

Speaking of Setsuna's weird shit? Mina leered at the verdette playfully. "Speaking of weird shit… so, how many Yaoyororgies until the panties come off? Because I'm still burning with curiosity even after last night. More so after last night, to be honest."

Setsuna blushed but didn't look away. "Y'all learned that my face makes a good seat and that's all you're going to learn until I feel like it. Take it or leave it."

Snickering softly, Ochako blew a kiss in Setsuna's direction. "I took it. Would take it again. I learned what that mouth do, and the answer is god tier pussy eating."

Looking up at the brunette, Tsuyu raised an eyebrow. "Better than me?"

"Honey, you can tongue my cervix." Turning her head, Ochako kissed the top of Tsuyu's head. "You're whatever is better than a god."

Tsuyu pondered that for a moment. "Captain Kirk?"

After likewise taking a moment to consider Ochako's words, Setsuna shrugged. "I'll take 'only' god tier, if it's all the same to the rest of you. I mean, considering she has an unfair advantage in the tongue department, I feel pretty damn good about myself right now."

Valid. Given that Ochako had sat on a couple of faces last night, being told you were 'god tier' was absolutely a compliment. Mina leaned over and gave Ibara a kiss before reaching for the small bowl of natto on the table that she was pretty sure Momo had requested specifically for her given that it had gone untouched so far. She had her girlfriends, she had natto, she had another entire day off from school… life was good!

Then something occurred to Mina and she frowned as she looked up and down the table. "Wait a minute, wait a minute. One purple girlfriend." She pointed over at Kyouka, the girl offering her a faint smile in response. "Two purple girlfriends." She pointed over at Mitoku, who made a peace sign from where she still had her head on one of Mei's breasts. "Three purple girlfriends?" She pointed at the unfamiliar girl before looking around curiously. "Who brought home a new girlfriend and forgot to tell me?"

The unknown girl chuckled softly. "Shit."

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"Shibara! Use Vine Whip!"

Ibara shot Mina a baleful look but obliged, rising to her feet and sending vines racing out to ensnare the mysterious girl. After a moment, she looked down at the table full of food and blushed. "How rude of me." She carefully circled the table to stand behind the interloper, tightening her grip on the girl a bit. "Hello. Sorry about all of this, but you should reasonably understand our suspicion of you at the moment."

Completely nonplused by her situation, the girl just shrugged and nodded agreeably. "No, fair is fair. I snuck into… among other things, Yaomomo's house, your polycule, and your orgy. I didn't really intend to, but I did." Pausing, she looked over at Momo. "I'm sorry, was that too familiar of me? Would you rather I called you Yaoyorozu?"

Momo considered that for a few seconds and then waved dismissively. "We had sex last night. I believe that we've reached a level of familiarity where using my preferred nickname is appropriate. Would you perhaps care to introduce yourself, though? I'm incredibly curious about you, and understandably so."

The girl grinned impishly at Momo. "You had sex with me and you don't even know my name? Isn't that weird?"

"Given that my mouth was full at the time, I didn't really have to concern myself with moaning your name or anything." Mina snickered softly at Momo's matter of fact answer, and the unfamiliar girl's answering nod of concession. "That being said, again, I now find myself very much wanting to know who you are." Turning to Mina, she nodded in the girl's direction. "She'll be our third trans girl if we decide to keep her."

Wait, was that an option? Mina looked from Momo to the girl and back curiously. While she definitely wasn't going to say no to more gock in the house - there was a critical gock shortage in her none too humble opinion - were they still adding girls at this point? Then again, the girl had pretty much just… added herself to the hoard. She was there. People had fucked her. So the real discussion was how they felt about their mysterious new member?

She was kinda pretty, Mina wasn't going to lie. Her hair was a super pretty mix of purple and pink, a different shade from the twins and… oh shit, she'd forgotten a whole ass Chitose, hadn't she? This would be their fourth purple girlfriend if they kept her. She had really pretty purple eyes going for her, and seemed to be a bit on the taller side but it was hard to be sure while she was sitting down. It was also hard to get a sense for her physique, but, uh, yeah. Based on the way Ibara's vines were wrapped around her, she seemed to be boobing pretty boobily.

"So, I suppose that if I want to get untied any time soon, I should go ahead and actually introduce myself. My name is Tsutsumi Kaina." Kaina twisted in her bonds a bit before settling back down and grinning self-deprecatingly. "Sorry, tried to gesture to myself out of habit. But yeah. You might have seen me around. We go to UA together, just in different classes. You're in…" She trailed off, her eyes drifting over Nejire, Yuuyu, and then Mei and Mitoku. She chuckled. "Let's just make this simple and say 'not 1-C', shall we?"

Ooh, a general course girlfriend? They didn't have one of those. How neat! Mina leaned in toward Kaina. "Okay so where did you come from, though? Why are you here?"

Kaina shrugged and did her best to look innocent. "Do any of us really know why we're here?" Mou! She did! It was to be as gay and chaotic as possible! "In all seriousness, I was at DenPark yesterday. They have a cat population that they use to control the rodents. So I like to buy a ticket, bring some treats, and just… relax with the cats all afternoon. And then I saw a bunch of girls from school and I thought you were just having some sort of big friendly outing? So I just sort of… casually approached and before I could figure out how to break the ice and introduce myself, I just got sucked into things?"

"Mmm. I held her hand." Yui looked faintly sheepish at the admission. "I thought she was one of us. So many girlfriends. It's hard to keep track sometimes."

Kaina winked playfully at the quiet ravenette. "Well, I absolutely appreciated you making me feel welcome. I still genuinely thought it was just a girl hangout thing for a while. Then there was some kissing going around, and I realized I might have stumbled into something more complicated. Uh, and then there was All Might? And I was like, holy shit, I'm hanging out with All Might and his daughter? Kaina, don't mess this up. And then dinner, which was cool. And then we came back here and I genuinely did not know how to gracefully exit without standing out because nobody else was leaving, so…" Trailing off, Kaina rubbed the back of her head sheepishly. "Yeah."

Straightening up, Izumi looked around nervously. "So, uh, I don't think anything incriminating was said from when we got to DenPark onward because we were in public… but possible security breach?"

An awkward chuckle escaped from Kaina at that. "Uh, something something horrible injury, something something rewound by the scary little girl, something something One for All?"

Well shit. That was a problem, wasn't it? Mina looked around thoughtfully, and then her eyes landed on Eri. Sensing the attention, the girl looked up at her and cocked her head to the side. "Hey baby girl. Any chance you want to do us a favor and absorb Kaina for your stockpile?"

"Pink Mom. Pink Mom, that is murder. And murder is wrong." Eri looked over at Kaina and then shrugged. "But I mean, I kinda want to anyway?"

Momo let out an aggravated sigh. "Mina, don't encourage my daughter to commit murder." Pausing, she pointed up at the ceiling. "Either do it yourself or go upstairs and ask Himiko to do it for you."

Shifting in place, Kaina let out a nervous laugh. "I'm in danger." Straining slightly against her bonds, she tilted her head back to peer up at Ibara. "If I promise not to run away, could you maybe let go of me?"

Ibara considered that for a moment. "I like tying people up. It's sort of my thing. Like a love language of sorts."

"…eh, fair enough." Turning to Mina, Kaina smiled nervously. "So, uh, since I'm already here and clearly queer and down for all the many and various shenanigans that you guys are clearly up to… can you maybe decide to keep me around instead of straight up murdering me to protect your secrets? I would very much like to not be straight up murdered."

Rising to her feet, Mina circled around to stand next to Kaina and surveyed the assembled group. Which wasn't entirely assembled at the moment; a number of people were still sleeping off the previous night's excitement. But there were enough present to get a rough consensus going. "So, uh, Kaina here knows our biggest secret. How do we feel about that?"

Tsuyu raised her hand. "If I stick my dick down her throat, she can't tell anyone." When she received exasperated looks in response, she shrugged defensively. "I'm not wrong, kero."

"In all seriousness… I believe the saying is that a bell cannot be unrung?" Momo looked around inquiringly before gesturing to Kaina. "We have for all intents and purposes added her to the hoard. Through our own negligence, to a degree, rather than through a more traditional courtship based approach, but we have done so. Given the risk that she represents if allowed to run free, and also given that she seems to be a reasonably pleasant individual to spend time with… does anyone have any substantive objections to her being allowed to remain in the polycule now that she's here?"

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"Okay, so, I feel like we were awful interrogatey for a bit, so…" Dragging Kaina over to one of the armchairs in Momo's expansive living room, Mina pushed the two toned girl down into it before settling on the girl's lap. She was in fact taller, as Mina had suspected, which made her fit well on the girl's lap. "Let's try some like, pleasant getting to know you sort of stuff. What's your quirk?"

Kaina raised a hand and gestured up and down at Mina. "Before I answer that, can I ask you literally the same thing? Because I have… no idea what you're supposed to be."

Preening, Mina flared her wings for a moment before curling four of them around Kaina. "I am a holy dragon. That's my quirk. I'm just a big gay wingy pink dragon thing. It's weird, but quirks are bullshit so what do you expect?"

"Quirks are bullshit." Kaina was wearing a simple t-shirt and leggings at the moment, leaving her right arm free to… bend backward awkwardly. Mina grimaced at the sight, and then leaned in curiously as something grew outward from an exposed cavity in Kaina's elbow. It twisted and formed itself into… "My quirk's name is Rifle. For obvious reasons."

Gasping excitedly, Mina clapped her hands together. "What's your range? How accurate are you?"

Kaina grinned proudly. "Not that I really use it much, but I once recorded a three kilometer bullseye."

Gazing down at Kaina with starry eyes, Mina twisted back and forth on the taller girl's lap. "Nickname! Perfect nickname! I dub thee… Sniper Waifle."

"I… god, they're nodding. That's going to stick, isn't it?" Mina looked over at where Momo, Saiko, Chitose, and Izumi were all sitting, and then back at Kaina, who sighed. "I don't really use my quirk much, so I'm not sure how accurate it is… but I guess it's kind of cute." She gestured across her body with her left hand. "Any questions before I put this thing away?" Momo's hand shot into the air. "No, you cannot fuck the rifle." Pouting, Momo slowly lowered her hand. After a few seconds, a thoughtful looking Saiko slowly raised her hand. "No, you cannot fuck the rifle either. Jesus Christ, you guys are a bunch of freaks."

Raising her hand, Izumi looked around uncertainly. "I actually have a question? And it's not sex-related?" Kaina looked dubious but gestured for the girl to continue and the verdette leaned forward. "How are you not in the hero course with us? Your quirk seems amazing."

Kaina twisted a little under Mina, shooting the girl an apologetic look as she repositioned herself to give Izumi a better look at her arm. "The simple answer? I didn't go out for the hero course. I mean, look at this thing. My quirk is literally murdering people. How is that supposed to be heroic?"

Opening and closing her mouth several times, Izumi made a consternated noise. "I… hmm. I mean, Snipe is a hero and he uses guns. If your aim is as good as you say it is, can't you just… aim for the less vital parts?"

"I mean, sure, I can aim for them. And then someone makes a move I can't anticipate and my shoulder shot is a center mass shot." Kaina shook her head vehemently. "I'm a responsible gun owner and only use my quirk at a licensed gun range with proper supervision and safety measures."

Izumi nodded reluctantly. "I guess that's fair. All of us have quirks that can have lethal uses, sure, but I guess you're the first person in the hoard who would have a hard time being less than lethal."

Perking up, Kaina pointed from Izumi to Mina and back. "That's not the first time you guys have called yourselves that. Anyone want to explain the reference? I mean, contextually it's an alternative for polycule but like… why are we a hoard? Or at least I think it's hoard with an A and not horde with an E?"

Flaring her wings again, Mina wiggled excitedly on Kaina's lap. "With an A, yeah! Because I'm a dragon! And every good dragon has a hoard! My hoard is cute girls!"

"Huh. I mean, seems legit I guess. Although doesn't that make us sound like we're, I don't know, Mina's harem or something instead of a polycule?" When the girls erupted into laughter, Kaina looked confused. "What? Was it something I said?"

Saiko waved her hand dismissively. "Once you get to know Mina better, you'll understand the humor that we see in statements like that." At Kaina's confused look, Saiko leaned over and pressed a kiss to Izumi's lips, eliciting a soft cheer from Mina. Hell yeah! Girls love was fucking awesome! "As you can see, Mina is easily as enthusiastic about us dating each other as she is about dating each of us."

Ducking her head a bit, Kaina smiled hesitantly. "I'll try to keep that in mind as I get to know you all better." Something brushed against Mina's lower left two wings and then Kaina leaned down a bit. "Hi? You're Eri, right? We've never actually officially met."

"I am! And you're Gun Mama!" Kaina's right arm snapped back into a usable shape and she reached down with both hands, picking up Eri and awkwardly settling her into place halfway on her lap and halfway on Mina's. "Do you know how to shoot not-you guns?"

Bemused, Kaina nodded affirmatively. "I do. I'm not as good with them as I am with my own, but I've fired… something like seventy-five different kinds of firearm so far? Why?"

Eri grinned wickedly as she pulled out her favorite knife and brandished it. "I already have this, but some times you just want to take them out from a distance, you know? So… can you teach me how to use a gun?"

Mina reached up to pinch the bridge of her nose. "You can literally murder people by touching them. Why do you need more ways to murder people?" For that matter, why did she still have the knife? Wait, hadn't she ruined one trying to stab All Might? How many knives did she own?

"What if someone is so, so gross that I don't want to touch them?" Eri's wide grin became distinctly smug as Mina tried and failed to find a counter to that. "Like, grosser than Gross Mom."

Snickering softly, Mina poked Eri's nose playfully. "Do you think that's even possible?"

Eri considered that for a solid ten seconds before ultimately shrugging. "I mean, anything's possible. Gross Mom is awfully gross… but there could be someone grosser than her out there."

"Excuse me, but…" Kaina looked down at Eri in confusion. "Gross?"

Mina giggled softly. "Eri has a sixth sense for knowing who's having sex. And also a very advanced vocabulary in very specific areas. So she generally knows when we're talking about sex, even when we're trying to be discreet."

A soft noise of understanding escaped Kaina, and then she shot Eri a bright smile. "I promise I'm not that gross?"

Eri scoffed at that. "I recognize your voice. You were plenty gross last night."

Frowning, Kaina gestured down at herself. "If I'm so gross, then why are you sitting on my lap?"

Rolling her eyes, Eri gestured emphatically to Kaina's right arm. "Because guns are fucking cool! Duh!"

"So my primary appeal to the six-year-old is my murder potential." Kaina turned a bemused grin on Mina. "I'm genuinely not sure how I feel about that. Also, she swears?"

"Fuck yeah, I do!"

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"Okay, so now that Mei has discovered Kaina's existence, we'll probably see the two of them when Kaina runs out of bullets." Pausing, Mina cocked her head to the side in thought. "I wonder what Kaina fires? I mean, you can't just… buy bullets. Although she said she shoots at the range, so maybe you can?"

Saiko cleared her throat, nodding to where she was holding Eri out in front of her while wearing a pair of oven mitts. "Perhaps a question for later, when we don't have other things to focus on?"

Shaking her head to clear it, Mina nodded decisively. "Right! Eri's quirk! So, I've gathered the three of you together today because… well, Yaomomo, she's your daughter. Literally now. But also you're super smart. And Saiko, you're super smart too. And Izumi, you're a quirk nerd. Not to mention that your stockpile has a stockpile inside it, so if anyone's qualified to teach Eri about using her new quirk, it's probably you."

Glancing over at Izumi, Eri stuck out her tongue. "You have the gross stockpile. You stockpile gross."

"I do. And I thank you for tolerating me even though I'm gross sometimes." Izumi ruffled Eri's hair playfully before adopting a thoughtful expression, rubbing her chin as she gazed at Eri. "I guess the first question is… for lack of a better term, can you feel your stockpile? Like I know when I absorb, erm, gross? I can feel it building up inside me. You've used the front half of your quirk a few times already. You have something in your stockpile at this point. Does it make you feel different?"

Eri thought for a moment before nodding slowly. "I feel kinda like a balloon? Like…" Trailing off, she puffed her cheeks out. "I don't think I'm going to pop or anything, but I feel like I'm getting… fuller? Does that make any sense?"

Nodding excitedly, Izumi gestured to herself. "My stockpile sorta feels like I'm at the beach standing on the edge of the water. And when I want to, I can just… scoop some of the water up and have it. But your balloon metaphor is super great. Keeping in line with that, what happens if you… I don't know, let some of the air out of the balloon? Or maybe even squeeze the balloon?"

"In my defense, I literally discovered this last night while you were having your gross off. No, no I haven't messed with the balloon." Eri put her little hands on her hips as she stared condescendingly at Izumi. "What if I shoot lasers or grow like Tall Mom or golden fire comes out of me or… wait, what if I'm like Bomb Mom? What if I absorb energy and then push it back out into something and it goes kaboom?"

Holding up her hands placatingly, Izumi took a step toward Eri. "All of those are very good reasons to not use your quirk on your own, especially inside the house. But we're safely outside now, and you have us here to supervise you. So do you think you could squeeze the balloon a little to see what happens? I think we can all agree that it'd be better for you to squeeze the balloon on purpose with us here to help you than squeezing it because you panic in an emergency."

"Well when you put it like that… fuck it, let's go." Eri scrunched up her face in concentration and then Saiko let out a squawk of surprise as a nimbus of golden light leapt up around the girl. Eri stared down at her hands in wonder for a few seconds, before concentrating even harder. "Wait. Wait I feel something. Smart Mom, drop me."

Saiko turned Eri a bit so she could look the girl in the eye. "Do you suddenly have a cat quirk?"

Rolling her eyes, Eri squirmed violently in Saiko's grip. "Just fucking let go of me. Jesus." Saiko obliged and Eri dropped a few inches before halting, bobbing softly in the air. "Aww yes. Aww yes! But wait, wait, I think there's even more to this." Arching her back, she let out a yell as the golden light grew more intense. "It's… almost there. Hang on. Let me just…" She yelled again and then her black hair spiked upward violently, the color leeching out of it to leave her golden blonde as a maelstrom of golden energy swirled around her. "Fuck yeah!"

Mina's jaw dropped as she stared at her daughter in disbelief. "I don't believe it. She's… she's over nine thousand."

"I absorb energy, stockpile it, and then turn it into… this!" Eri darted forward through the air with surprising speed, before turning back toward them and throwing a rapid fire set of punches. Gusts of air washed over them, proving that her punches were significantly stronger than a six-year-old had any right to be. "This is so fucking cool!"

"It is cool, Eri! It's so cool!" Jumping forward, Izumi brought one hand up and smacked it against her own chest. "Let's see how strong you really are. Hit me!"

Floating over toward Izumi, Eri looked deeply skeptical of the offer. "Green Mom, what if I turn you into green mush? Pink Mom can only heal so much."

Momo raised a finger into the air. "Quite. Should we perhaps have her hit a properly calibrated sensor before allowing her to strike one of us?"

Turning to Momo, Izumi waved dismissively. "She's six and running off some absorbed stuffed animals. What's the worst that could happen?"

"Uh, green mush? Green mush could happen." Mina sighed in resignation as Izumi bounced excitedly on her toes and gestured for Eri to approach her a second time. "You know what? Fine. Just try not to die so fast that you can't pass your quirk on. I'm sure that All Might would be super mad if One for All died with you because of a freak training accident."

Izumi shook her head before clenching her fists, green lightning erupting into being around her body. "I'm sure this will be fine. Let's go, Eri! Don't forget to name your attack like a real hero!"

Nodding, Eri drew her fist back and then paused. "Wait, I uh… you know what, fuck it." She darted forward with superhuman speed before unleashing a massive right hook. "Smash!"

Izumi went flying backward through the air until she hit the side of Momo's house, promptly creating a hole as the outer wall failed to arrest her flight and she kept going. Screams rang out from inside the house at the sudden intrusion, and Mina whirled around before taking flight in Izumi's wake. Making her way through the breach in the wall, she carefully picked her way through three more holes before finally finding Izumi in the wreckage of one of the Yaoyorozus' very expensive couches. "Izumi! Are you okay? Because… holy shit, that was a punch!"

"I… okay, in hindsight, that was probably not the best life decision that I've ever made." Coughing, Izumi pushed herself up onto her elbows before grimacing. "Even with Succubus powering me up, I was not ready for that." She offered a shaky thumbs up. "But I'm not dead?"

Staring back over her shoulder at the multiple holes leading all the way back to the outside, Mina grimaced. "You may wish you were when Yaomomo's parents see what you did to their house?"

"Yeah. Huh. Uh, do you think it would be in bad taste to use this as a reason to introduce Ochako's parents to Yaomomo's parents?"

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"Well, you seem to be settling in nicely."

Lifting her head from where it was resting on a giant sized Yuu's ass, Kaina shrugged nonchalantly. "What can I say? I like big butts and I cannot lie."

Yuu looked back over her shoulder at Mina and pushed her sunglasses up onto her forehead so that she could wink playfully. And where she'd gotten giant casual clothes or giant sunglasses, Mina didn't want to know. "Fifteen twenty-eight, seven fifty one, eleven seventy-two, baby. I've got the biggest butt in Honshu."

"Holy shit, eleven hundred and seventy-two centimeters? That's past dump truck ass. That's like…" Mina spread her arms wide for emphasis. "Those big mining dump trucks with tires taller than a regular person."

Yuu wiggled her hips proudly and nodded. "Been getting my squats in lately, too. I'm hoping to break twelve hundred by the end of the year."

Letting out an appreciative whistle, Mina shook her head in awesome. "Live your dream, girlfriend." Then she noticed something and she raised an eyebrow. "Are you not wearing a bra?"

"First of all, I have no idea what size I would even be at this point." Yuu reached up and flicked at the t-shirt she was wearing. "Second of all, even neatly folded into the tightest wad possible, this still has to come out of Momo's back. There is no part of her big enough to push out even one bra cup for me."

Mina furrowed her brow. "Then where did the sunglasses come from?"

Yuu gestured to where a few of the others were lounging in the shade created by her body. "Yui made them for me." Okay. So. Yui could make Yuu sized sunglasses but not a Yuu sized bra? Seemed sus to her. Sensing where Mina's thoughts were headed, Yuu poked her with one giant finger. "Don't ruin this for me. I'm enjoying freeboobing for the afternoon."

Raising her hands in surrender, Mina giggled softly. "Like I said, live your dream, girlfriend. You'll get no complaints from me. Although have fun explaining nipple shaped dents in the lawn to Momo's groundskeeper." As Yuu considered that, Mina waved to Kaina. "That goes for you too. Live your dream."

Grinning stupidly, Kaina flopped back down and stretched her arms out along the small of Yuu's back as she rested her head on the swell of the blonde's right ass cheek. "I can think of much worse ways to spend my afternoon. Like getting punched halfway through a mansion by a six-year-old."

Yeah, that had not been one of Izumi's better life decisions. Especially getting punched toward the house. A reasonable person… probably wouldn't have let the Super Saiyan child punch them at all. But like, why not put the woods to her back? Who would miss a few trees, especially with how many the Yaoyorozus owned? Mina shot a look over at where workers were quickly affixing sheets of wood over the gap in the wall to keep the elements out. All Might had hurriedly appeared to meet with the Yaoyorozus over the incident, while Izumi was doing her best to be as unobtrusive as possible.

Making her way around to Yuu's front, Mina stretched so hard that her feet left the ground, spinning in a lazy circle in midair. Then she flopped down into the puddle of girls love situated between Yuu's forearms. Enmuko offered her a lazy wave from where she was resting her head on Yuu's forearm and reading an aizouban of Gushing Over Magical Girls. Presumably something she'd borrowed from Momo? Mina shared what she had pretty generously with Enmuko, but not like… aizouban generously. "Trash Cat! Want to cuddle?"

Enmuko lifted the book into the air and patted at her stomach. "If you can find somewhere to put the rest of your body, I'm down for it."

Hmm. Mina looked around thoughtfully before carefully picking her way between Yui and Reiko and then lowering herself onto the grass. The ground was a bit cool in the shade, making for a nice contrast with the warm spring air as she curled up and rested her head on Enmuko's stomach. Stretching her foot out, she brushed it against Reiko's and smiled at the silver-haired girl. "Spending time together is spooky."

"It is. Yui and I have pretty much mastered the art of comfortable silence." Reiko grinned at the ravenette, who offered a peace sign in response. "Do you want to listen to creepypastas with me?"

Mina wasn't really a horror buff, to be honest, but if Reiko wanted to share her interests with her? It would be pretty shitty of her to say no. "Gimme a few to snuggle with Trash Cat and then I'll wiggle my way over there." Then she thought of something and breathed a thin stream of fire upward to catch Yuu's attention. "What happened to patrol?"

"Oh, our agency actually operates four shifts seven days a week." Yuu tossed her hair, a smug grin on her face. "As of today, you're looking at the only intern on the six to two shift. So from now on, I'll sleep until about four in the afternoon most days, get up, get ready, and get to work for six at night. Go until two in the morning, I'll catch a workout if I haven't really exerted myself, and then… I don't know, maybe Enmuko will want to catch food with me at a late night dinner?"

Looking up from her book, Enmuko's eyes widened. "Why do people keep volunteering me for the weird shit? I have a perfectly normal sleep schedule, thank you very much."

Mina raised an eyebrow at that. "Ma'am, you get us all to school and then go home and take a nap."

"And? I'm up to teleport you and the others to school, aren't I?" She did have a point there, Mina supposed. "But no, if some asks nicely? I suppose I could shift my sleep schedule to match hers. It's not like I have anything to do all day during the day while you're at school. I mean, I could hang out with Himiko all day every day but like… personal space?"

Batting her eyelashes at Enmuko, Yuu smiled teasingly at Enmuko. "If you stay up with me, I'll make it worth your while." Enmuko's right eye grew a bit larger at that and Yuu faltered. "Something something assquaintance? I dunno, is it too forward to just bluntly be like… sex? I'm talking about sex? I lost my virginity to y'all, I'm not sure how this works in a relationship."

Enmuko shrugged and closed her book, setting it on the grass next to her so that she could wrap an arm around Mina's shoulders. "Fuck if I know. This is the first relationship that I remember having. That being said, flattered that you're interested in getting some fogussy-" Mina burst into laughter; she needed to remember that term and use it at some point. "-but I'm not Nejire. No offense. I just mean that I would be perfectly okay if we were just spending our nights together. What if…" She dug into Mina's pocket and pulled out the girl's phone, unlocking it with her passcode and looking something up quickly. "You know what? There are three hundred and forty-seven Denny's in Japan right now. What if we make a list of them and see how many we can cross off together?"

Grinning goofily, Yuu nodded. "I could easily eat Denny's French toast for three hundred and forty-seven days in a row."

Before Mina could respond - because that actually sounded kinda like fun to her too - Nejire came bursting out of the house. "I am finally awake! And I'm about to make it everybody's problem!"

Intercepting the blue-haired girl, Momo grabbed Nejire and threw her over her shoulder in a fireman's carry. "We'll be back later."

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"Hola, Empanada. ¿Homo estás?"

Looking up from what she was doing, Pony grinned before shaking her head in amusement. "Close, Rosada. You were looking for 'cómo', not 'homo'."

Mina shook her head back. "I assure you, I was not." The two shared a giggle at that and then the rosette plopped herself down on the lawn to watch as Pony went back to braiding Tooru's hair. As she sat there, Tooru took a deep breath and held it, appearing in a shower of sparkles. Pony worked quickly, weaving more of the girl's hair together, only to pause just in time for Tooru to fade back into invisibility. So huh, she'd shared her full appearance with everyone and her new trick. Nice. Two less secrets that Mina had to keep. Also? "I had a thought."

"Oh Lord, here we go." Tooru giggled softly as Mina flipped her off, waving a sparkling hand at her girlfriend. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. In all seriousness, what's up? You've been sorta having a relaxed afternoon. Plenty of time for thinking, I suppose."

Mina bounced excitedly in place before gesturing up at Pony. "So I've been reading about Mexico and Mexican families and Mexican culture and it made me realize something. What if your quirk is actually Chancla?"

Opening and closing her mouth several times, Pony made a consternated noise. "So it's finally happened to me. You've said something outrageous and I need to figure out how to handle it." After considering the matter for a few seconds, she shrugged. "I find myself… vaguely horrified but also vaguely curious about where this is going. Please, continue."

"Okay. So. I actually put some thought into this. Mexican women have an incredible, borderline superhuman ability to hit a target with a slipper or sandal, right? And you can hit targets pretty much flawlessly with your horns, right?" Mina waited for Pony to slowly nod in assent before continuing, pulling off her sneaker and holding it up toward the girl. "What if your quirk is actually supernaturally good aim? And the horns are just an accessory to that? Like, a vestigial mutation or something?"

After a moment, Pony sighed despondently. "The worst part, Rosada, is that I can't instantly refute that. Now that I'm thinking about it, I've always had very good aim. What if… what if my quirk is something like Snipe's? And the horns are just how I channel that?"

Glittering for long enough for both girls to see that she was tilting her head back to stare up at Pony, Tooru exhaled before responding. "Are we forgetting that you have, like, telekinetic control over your horns? I feel like your quirk is probably your horns."

Nibbling on her lower lip, Pony shrugged uncertainly. "But like, what if I can telekinetically guide anything that I throw or something? What if Mina's actually right about this?"

"You know what?" Pulling a hair tie off her wrist, Tooru secured her unfinished braid and then gestured to Mina. "Fine. Go do whatever stupid shit she's trying to talk you into doing. I could use a laugh."

Mina thrust her sneaker out at Pony insistently. "Like I said, what if? Consider the possibilities. I could be wrong. But what if I'm right?" Pony nodded in acknowledgement and the rosette pushed the sneaker toward the girl again. "It's not a sandal, but I feel like it's close enough. Take it." Pony sighed and reluctantly accepted the sneaker, and then Mina kicked her other sneaker off and hopped to her feet. "Okay now hit me with it!"

"La pregunta no es quién me va a dejar hacer algo; es quién se atreverá a detenerme." Mina blinked before shrugging; yeah, what she said. Pony wound up and Mina took off running, only to pitch forward as something slammed into the back of her head. Her wings flared outward on instinct and she caught herself before she hit the ground, coasting forward a few meters before twisting so she was hovering right side up. Pony offered her a thumbs up. "First test was a success. Now what?"

Zipping down in a streak of golden light to float over Mina, Eri flapped her hands excitedly. "Now try a gun!"

Mina giggled and reached out to wrap her arms around the currently blonde girl. "We are not going to shoot anyone for a quirk experiment, baby girl."

Pouting, Eri crossed her arms over her chest and stared up at Mina balefully. "But guns are so cool!"

"Great, my daughter is turning into an American." Eri stuck her tongue out at that and Mina returned the favor before blowing a noisy raspberry at the girl. "What if we let Pony shoot you, huh? Would it still be cool?"

Eyes widening, Eri nodded excitedly. "Um, yes. I punched Green Mom through a wall. I'm super strong now. I would fucking love to find out if I'm bulletproof."

Great. So much for reverse psychology working on children. Mina furrowed her brow in thought before straightening up. She had an idea that would probably get being a guinea pig out of Eri's system. "Empanada." Pony gestured to herself curiously and Mina held Eri out in front of her. "My other sneaker is right there. See if lightning strikes twice."

Pony raised an eyebrow at that. "This seems like a bad idea."

"She said she wants to see how tough she is." Mina turned Eri to face Pony and held her back out. "So… let's see what happens."

Eri nodded eagerly. "Let's go, Horse Mom! Let's fucking do this!" Sighing resignedly, Pony scooped Mina's other sneaker up off the grass and hefted it. Then she narrowed her eyes and let it fly, the pink and white footwear tumbling through the air until it smacked Eri dead in the face. The girl let out a cry, reaching up to clutch at her face. "Ow! My fucking eye!"

As the girl erupted into tears, her golden glow winking out as her hair returned to being black and fell limp down her back, Mina sighed. Great. Now everyone who was out in back of Momo's house was staring at her accusingly. She probably looked like a terrible parent, didn't she? Tucking Eri under one arm, she waved off the scrutiny. "Don't worry, guys, I've got this."

Making her way back into the house, Mina made a beeline for the kitchen. Setting Eri on the counter, she hunted around for a wash cloth and put some ice in it before pressing it to Eri's eye. "So, I feel like this was a learning experience, albeit not the one that we expected. So. Eri. What did we learn today?"

"I learned that you're a bad mom!" Eri stared up at her accusingly with the one red eye that wasn't covered by ice, tears continuing to run down her face. "I'm fucking six, Pink Mom! When I have stupid ideas, you're supposed to tell me no! You had one job!"

Mina hummed thoughtfully. That was certainly one take, yes. "Let's be honest, though. If I didn't let you do it, you probably just would have stabbed yourself or jumped off the roof or something to see what happened. And I wouldn't have been around to heal you when you did."

Still sniffling, Eri pulled the ice away from her eye and shot Mina an incredulous look. "That's right, you have healing fire. Why am I still in pain? I take it back: you're not a bad mom, you're a horrible mom!"

Rolling her eyes, Mina inhaled and blew a stream of fire into Eri's face. The girl let out a sigh of relief and the rosette ruffled her hair. "So, seriously, what did we learn today?"

Grumbling softly, Eri reached up to rub her face. "I don't know how tough I actually am while I'm all powered up, but however tough that is? My eyes are still super squishy." Which was weird, but maybe it was the surprise of it all? Not that Mina wanted to repeat the experiment to try and build a resistance to it. But like, whoever had heard of an enhancer with an Achilles eyeball? "Also, Smart Mom showed me Dragon Ball on my tablet and I am absolutely a Super Saiyan. Like, that's literally exactly what my quirk is. Can we change my quirk's name to that?"

Breezing into the kitchen, Momo pressed a kiss to the top of Eri's head and then another against Mina's cheek. "You most certainly may, especially since we have to file a whole new quirk registration for Yaoyorozu Eri anyway. Copyright law in Japan only extends to seventy years past the death of the author; Dragon Ball fell into the public domain in 2094." Pausing, she cocked her head to the side. "Can you Kamehameha?"

Eri straightened up, looking from Momo to Mina and back excitedly. "I don't know, can I?"

"I feel like that would be a question to address with Nejire? She's sort of our expert in that field." Mina leaned to the side, staring past the ravenette at the hallway that Momo had emerged from. "Where is Gross Mom?"

The corner of Momo's mouth quirked upward. "She wanted to make the Cervix Abusing Baby's acquaintance. They're getting to know each other at the moment."

That… sounded exactly like Nejire, yeah.

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"The mechanics of Eri's mutated quirk are positively fascinating. I have no way to quantify the potential energy inherent in a block of solid matter, but Eri's quirk is definitely extracting some sort of tangible benefit from the matter that she is absorbing."

Mina nodded agreeably as Momo lobbed another metal cube to their daughter, watching as Eri dutifully absorbed it into herself and glowed briefly before settling back down. "I mean, I think we can all agree that quirks are bullshit. How did we mix… whatever two quirks made Rewind with Creation and end up with Super Saiyan?"

Resplendent in a cute little orange and blue martial arts gi that Momo had made for her, Eri shrugged uncaringly. "Does it really matter? It's what I have now. Who cares where it came from? What's more important is… what can I do with it?"

"Stuff!" Having evidently becomes satisfactorily acquainted with the Cervix Abusing Baby, Nejire had returned to join them in trying to explore Eri's quirk in a whole new round of experiments. Personally, Mina was worried they were being a little too tough on the girl… but she didn't seem to mind, so she'd allow it for now. "Are you ready to power up again or do you want more cubes first?"

Eri perked up, stretching her hands out eagerly. "More cubes, more cubes!" Momo promptly handed her another cube of metal that she absorbed into her stockpile, and then the girl bound over to Fuyumi. "Ice Mom! Make cubes!"

The corner of her mouth quirking upward, Fuyumi obligingly created a massive chunk of ice with her quirk… that promptly disappeared as Eri laid hands on it. "Huh. That's sort of neat. Any chance we can take her on as a sidekick someday? Some of us have messy quirks and battlefield cleanup would be a breeze with someone who can just make shit disappear."

"Ice Mom, I'm not going to be a sidekick for you guys some day." Eri drew herself up to her full height and flexed her arms. "I'm going to be a whole ass number one hero!"

Clapping excitedly, Fuyumi made an even larger chunk of ice that Eri likewise absorbed. "Well, I guess this means that we should do our best to enjoy our few years at the top, girls. Look out, Eri is coming for our spot."

Eri flexed again and then threw her head back. "Can I get a hooooo…" Raising her head, she narrowed her eyes as energy began to crackle over her body. "Hooooo…" The storm of energy increased, whipping around her aggressively and forcing Mina to take a step back. "Hooooo…" Suddenly, the ground at Eri's feet cratered for almost a meter around and a pillar of energy roared upward as her hair turned blonde again and spiked upward. "Yaaaaaaaa!"

Sighing, Mina reached up to wipe a phantom tear away from the corner of her eye. "She's known what her quirk is for three hours and she's already making meme references with it. I couldn't be prouder."

"My word, that was significantly more violent and destructive than the first time. We're going to have to teach you how to moderate your power, Eri." Picking her way across the crater, Momo reached out to grab the floating girl and hold her out in front of her. "You can't be leaving craters like that all over the place if you want to be a hero."

Sighing at the faint reprimand, Eri rolled her eyes. "Mom Mom, I've had this quirk for three hours. Of course I haven't figured everything out yet. Let me have fun, would you?"

Momo nodded before pulling Eri in so that she could plant a kiss on the girl's forehead. "I am all for fun when it is responsible fun that does not result in my parents' property being damaged. Please be more careful in the future." Eri muttered rebelliously under her breath even as she nodded in agreement, and Momo looked over at Nejire. "She's all yours, darling."

"Aww yes. Let's have some superhero fun times, Eri!" Nejire lifted up off the ground and shot into the air, twisting to look back at Eri and beckon for the blonde child to join her. "Let's see if you can shoot energy too! But up here where we can't hurt anybody!"

Uh, unless they hit a plane or something? Did Anjo have an airport? Surely they'd be careful to not just… fire off energy beams willy nilly, right? Mina stared after the retreating forms of Nejire and Eri and sighed as she looked over at Momo. "You have enough money to pay the victims' families if your daughter causes a major air disaster, right?"

Momo waved dismissively. "Of course. I'd prefer not to, obviously, but we are… ridiculously wealthy. Assuming our family's lawyers didn't defeat the plaintiffs' lawyers in court, or drag things endlessly out in appeals."

Huh. Fair enough. Mina stuffed her hand into her pocket and pulled out a bottle of nail polish, waving it playfully at Fuyumi. "Found this in Yaomomo's bathroom. Very classy shade of red. Want to paint my toenails for me?"

"I was promised foot stuff and God is delivering twice in one day. Truly, I have been blessed." Fuyumi shot a calculating look over at Momo. "Any chance you want your toenails painted too?"

Mina furrowed her brow, interrupting Momo before she could answer. "Wait, you strike me as the type to go to a salon. Why do you even own nail polish?"

Sighing, Momo reached and created a second identical bottle of bright red nail polish, handing it to Fuyumi. "I'm dating a girl with a foot fetish. Why do you think I have nail polish in my bathroom?"

Fuyumi looked up at Momo with a worshipful expression on her face. "Are you telling me that you learned how to create nail polish specifically so that I could offer to paint people's toenails while I'm over here?" Momo nodded and Fuyumi squealed before darting in to hug the markedly taller girl. "You are literally the best girlfriend that I could ask for."

"What am I, chopped liver?" Mina gestured down at her feet as she raised an eyebrow. "I'm the one who's offering to let you paint her toenails. Aren't I the best girlfriend?"

Grinning smugly over the top of Fuyumi's hand, Momo slipped her right foot out of her sandal and slid it over the grass. "Unless I offer to let her paint my toenails instead. Then I could both currently be and remain thereafter... the best girlfriend."

Fuyumi pulled away from Momo, looking back and forth between the two girls as she raised her hands pacifistically. "Ladies! Ladies. There is enough foot fetish to go around, I promise you."

The two girls exchanged a giggle at that and then something occurred to Mina and she cocked her head to the side. "Do you think there's like, a foot equivalent of Itsuka out there somewhere? Like, someone who can make their feet big?"

"Oh my god, don't even joke about that. I would leave this polycule in a heartbeat." Mina shot Fuyumi an offended look and the white haired girl giggled and waved at her. "Kidding, of course. Kidding. But, uh, if Itsuka ever has a quirk awakening and learns how to make her feet bigger? I would not be upset in the least."

Yeah, that tracked. Making her way over to sit under a tree that gave her a passable line of sight on where Nejire and Eri were darting wildly through the air, Mina sat down and pulled off her socks and shoes. Fuyumi immediately took up a position in front of her, kneeling and patting at her lap invitingly. Mina pretended to consider it for a moment before moving her feet to rest in her girlfriend's lap. "So, this is the first time I've ever been around you actively exerting your quirk. For more than like, a few ice stilts. Does it just… make ice?"

Fuyumi nodded as she started to rub her fingers over Mina's feet. "Yes and no. I have some level of control over it but I'm not, like, Elsa or anything. Very primitive ice castles. No sentient snow monsters. Sorry if that's a dealbreaker or something."

"Pfft, I'm trying to make conversation so I don't just have to sit here staring at you staring at my feet." Because while Mina was by no means going to kink shame her literal most valuable customer or anything… that didn't mean she understood the appeal. She understood she had a supply for which there was demand. She just didn't understand why that demand existed. "I wonder if we could team up you and Reiko? You make ice and she manipulates it with Poltergeist? Or maybe you and Yui? You probably have better fine control on a smaller creation, right? What if you make something small and intricate and then she makes it bigger?"

Pausing, Fuyumi peered down at Mina's feet intently. "Are you turning green on me? Because I feel like I'm hanging out with Izumi or something. I guess it's inevitable that with as much time as we spend together, she would start to rub off on you."

If aggressively scissoring counted as 'rubbing off' on her… then Mina guessed?

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"Question. Sorta lost track of this over all the chaos of the past forty-eight hours. But I just remembered and so now I'm curious. How did things with Izumi and GrapeShot go?"

Lazily kicking her feet into Mina's lap as they lounged on a wicker couch on the veranda of Momo's house, Kyouka snickered softly. "Are you ever going to stop calling him GrapeShot? He has a name, you know."

Mina shook her head vehemently. "He was my first simp and my most reliable customer until Fuyumi discovered that I existed. Which… she's now my biggest spender but he's still the most reliable? He buys all my content, Fuyumi is just into my feet packs. And so sorry, but he will always be GrapeShot to me." Reaching up, she pantomimed the shape of Mineta's hair. "But also, I mean… grapes. And he throws them. GrapeShot. It's a completely accurate nickname for him."

After thinking for a few seconds, Kyouka shrugged reluctantly. "You know what, I can't really argue with that. And considering one of your own girlfriends is Trash Cat, it could absolutely be so much worse. Personally, I'm glad you're not really like Bakugou, though."

Mina wiggled her eyebrows playfully. "Are you sure about that? You seemed awfully fond of Bakugou last I heard."

"Fuck. I'm going to be eighty in a nursing home and you guys are still going to be making fun of me for that." Kyouka rolled her eyes. "Fine, you want me to say it? I'll say it. I find him physically attractive. And I imagine he'd be an amazing angry fuck. Like, some filthy demeaning no strings sex where I get choked and my hair pulled and shit. Other than that? He's a complete and total dumpster fire. Like, I can appreciate the physical appeal while still logically going 'you know what, hard fucking pass'."

Grinning wickedly, Mina wiggled her eyebrows a second time. "Okay, so, that time I fell asleep in class, I had a dream that I could turn boys into girls. Girl Bakugou was actually sort of hot. So. Girl Bakugou. Smash or pass?"

Kyouka rolled her eyes at the question. "I mean, I feel like we both already know the answer to that one. I'd smash boy Bakugou if I didn't have to deal with any consequences or repercussions. So girl Bakugou? Absolute smash. Destroy. The real question here is… Mina. Girl Bakugou. Smash or pass?"

"Hmm, that's actually a good question. I'm not necessarily demi or anything, but like… girl kisser license aside, I do like having a connection to my partners? Like, so far, that's been really important to me. And I feel like I wouldn't be able to have that with Bakugou." Mina shrugged uncertainly. "So probably pass, unless the girl Bakugou was a much better person than the boy Bakugou."

A thoughtful noise escaped Kyouka. "You know what? That does seem very in character for you. So… valid. Getting us back on the topic that we've been completely distracted from… where I was actually going with that? Is that I'm glad you nickname minimally. Unlike Bakugou. Mei tried a little but it lasted, like, five minutes and never really caught on. Which I'm okay with. Pet names are fine and all, but like… I really like hearing my name. I like my name. It's a good name."

Mina bent at the waist, leaning all the way across to peck Kyouka on the lips. "It is a good name. So I promise not to nickname you. Unless I really really have to."

Sighing, Kyouka shook her head. "You know what? I'll take it. Getting us all the way back to the subject we were discussing before we got distracted by Bakugou? Me, Izumi, and Minoru. Things went great. I found out that he's hung like a baby, though."

Mina's eyes widened. "Now I know how everyone else feels when I say something outrageous. I am simultaneously vaguely horrified but at the same time, I can't manage to stop myself from asking for details."

Raising her hands into the air, Kyouka grinned wickedly. "You know, he's forty-three centimeters and three kilograms." Mina made a disbelieving noise and the violette erupted into giggles. "I'm messing with you. Nothing inappropriate happened. Which seems to be rare for a date with any of us. But yeah. We had a very pleasant evening. Bonded more with Izumi. I'm pretty sure I'm bi or pan. Not certain. But like, I'm willing to see where things go."

"Nice. Well, I'm happy for you? Vaguely mystified, but happy for you either way." Mina looked down to where Itsuka was sitting on the veranda with her head leaning against Kyouka's thigh. "You comfy down there? The ground looks awfully hard."

Itsuka shrugged nonchalantly. "I'm used to ignoring discomfort. Martial arts training, remember?" Her blue eyes darted up to Kyouka and then back over to Mina. "Considering Enmuko is still here with us? I feel like the window for us getting your hair cut today is slowly closing."

Oh! Right! She'd honestly forgotten all about that. Pursing her lips, Mina looked over at Kyouka curiously. "So, as long as Trash Cat is down for playing taxi, do you want to hang later?"

Kyouka considered the question for a few seconds before offering a slow and uncertain shrug of her own. "Depends what you want to do, to be honest. I kinda had… I think we all had a big night last night. I'm not really looking to have two strenuous nights in a row, if it's all the same to you."

"Oh, no. Completely fair. I tapped out before you so I don't know how long you lasted, but I stayed up until near the end when Himiko came in to lay down." Mina frowned and looked around curiously. "Huh. Guess she wasn't kidding about sleeping until Monday. Damn. What did you guys do to her?"

Itsuka snickered softly. "A lot. We did a lot to her."

Kyouka reached down to rub the top of Itsuka's head as she nodded in agreement. "We really did, though. But no, like, if you wanna go grab some tea or maybe cuddle and watch something? I'm completely down. Anything more than that? I'm going to have to pass."

Very fair of her. Because as she'd said, they'd kinda had a busy night and Mina for one definitely hadn't slept enough to completely recover. "Okay, so, I guess I'm going to take Itsy Bitsy and head out. We'll get back to Chiba, take care of my hair, and then I'll have Enmuko hop me to… hmm. Are you actually going to head home at a reasonable hour?"

Kyouka chuckled and stretched both arms - and both earjacks - up over her head. "Not sure. I'm kinda enjoying the ambiance here. Sun. Shade. Fresh air. No honking cars or rumbling trains or other city noises. It's very peaceful."

It really was, though. Frowning, Mina looked from Kyouka to Itsuka and back. She really was enjoying just lazily vibing at the moment, but she had sort of made a rough plan with Itsuka. And so with a reluctant groan, she gently slid Kyouka's feet off her lap and rose to her feet. "Alright, let's get this show on the road. I have no idea where half of everybody is in this ridiculous house of Yaomomo's, so I'll throw a message into the group chat. See you later tonight, Kyouka."

The violette nodded agreeably before stretching further across the couch that they'd previously been sharing. Itsuka rose to her feet and bumped her fist against Mina's before looping one arm around the girl's waist, steering her as Mina began tapping at her phone. "You sure you don't just want to put this off?"

"Hmm? Nah. I didn't get as much Saiko and Chitose time as I wanted, but I haven't gotten enough Itsuka time either so meh." Turning her head, Mina gave the orange-haired girl a kiss on the cheek before tucking her phone into her pocket. "So I guess it's your turn for a focus chapter or three."

The corner of Itsuka's mouth turned up as she shook her head ruefully. "You're lucky you're cute. You know that, right? Because you're really weird."

Mina stuck her tongue out at the girl as they made their way through Momo's house, passing through the foyer and then out the front door. Either Momo worked very quickly or there was… just a guy standing around with a SUV all day just in case someone needed to go somewhere? Given how rich they were, Mina couldn't confidently say which. She nodded appreciatively to the man as he opened the back door and she slid inside. "Can I ask you something, Itsuka?" The girl nodded as she took her seat and Mina considered her words for a moment. "Obviously most of us want to be heroes. Well… actually wow, a decent number of us don't. Let me revise that to… many of us want to be heroes. But why do you want to be a hero?"

Slowly reaching out, Itsuka took Mina's hand and squeezed it. "From each according to his abilities; to each according to his needs." At Mina's questioning look, she blushed faintly. "My father told me that. Evidently it's a quote from that guy who invented communism? But no. My father's mindset is that a peaceful and stable society is built on the backs of those who are capable serving in ways that they're capable of. So for me… my quirk can be used to help people. Not everyone's can. But mine can. So it's my duty to use what I've been given to the best of my ability to do as much good as I'm able to do."

Mina let out a soft noise of comprehension. "I get it. With great power comes great responsibility."

"Uh… yeah. Pretty much exactly that." Itsuka shot Mina an admiring grin. "Who told you that?"

"Would you believe me if I told you that I have an Uncle Ben?"

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Mina's phone vibrated in her hand and she looked down at it, her eyes widening at the notification from YouTube. Several notifications from YouTube in rapid succession. She wasn't really the hero nerd that Izumi was - nobody was, to be honest - but she still liked to keep tabs on the hero industry and so she followed a few channels related to the latest in hero news. And all of them were starting unscheduled live feeds at the moment. "Breaking news: All Might holds press conference at Aichi Prefecture HSPC office?"

"Oh shit, maybe we left too soon?" Leaning in closer to her, Itsuka pulled the plug for her earbuds out of her own phone and stuck it into Mina's, pressing one earbud into the rosette's ear so that they could share. "I wonder what we're missing?"

Turning up the volume a little, Mina turned her phone sideways so that the video would expand to fill the screen. Which… she honestly and genuinely still didn't know why that was the dominant video format for personally shot video on YouTube. Seriously. Just… why? TikTok was portrait orientation. Instagram was portrait orientation. Snapchat was portrait orientation. Why did everyone think turning their phone sideways to shoot for YouTube was a good idea? Were there, like, actually sociopaths going through their lives with their phones held sideways or something? Then the empty stage became a little less empty and Mina found herself pulled from her thoughts, gasping softly. "Oh shit, is that Izumi? In her new costume? And Fuyumi?"

Itsuka stared at the screen with wide eyes. "Wait, that's Izumi's hero costume? How did she get that one past her father? I mean, All Might is… I don't really feel like conservative is appropriate. Traditional? Like, he does not strike me as the type of man who would approve of…" Trailing off, Itsuka gestured at the screen. "That."

Snickering, Mina shook her head. "Evidently, she didn't ask. He found out about the design during one of our Foundational Heroics lessons. He didn't take it well."

All Might waved excitedly to the bustling crowd of reporters as he moved to stand behind the podium that was waiting for him. "I am… here! To share some very exciting developments in my life with you!" Reporters immediately began shouting questions at him, and he weathered the cacophony graciously for almost a minute before raising his hand. "We've done this too many times before for you to be acting like this, ladies and gentlemen. You know the routine. Let me speak, and then we'll see about answering questions."

"Damn, he knows how to work a crowd." Even though noise was slowly building in the train car, Mina kept her voice low to be polite as she snuggled up closer to Itsuka, wrapping her left side wings around the orange-haired girl. "I wonder what all this is about? Why in Aichi? Why on a Sunday? Why?"

Itsuka shrugged but before she could respond, All Might answered the question for Mina. "Ha ha! Thank you. Now, I suppose at this point it is no secret that I have returned to work at my alma mater and teach Foundational Heroics at UA High School to help train the next generation of heroes." The chatter of the reporters rose briefly, but All Might calmly waited them out before continuing. "What the school hasn't announced, however, is that I have more personal reasons for turning my eye toward the future this year in particular." Reaching over, he placed one large hand on Izumi's shoulder. "I would like to take this opportunity to introduce you all to my daughter. The future hero Dekiru."

Bouncing in place, Izumi waved excitedly to the reporters. "Please take care of me!"

"As you all well know, I am an exceedingly private man. Why, I don't even share my quirk with the world, or for that matter, my real name. I enjoy my anonymity. And a bit of theatrical mystery." All Might paused to strike a pose for the crowd for a moment before continuing on. "My daughter, on the other hand, is very much a teenage girl living in today's world. She has a very active online presence, which is quite the opposite of me. She shares much with the world and does so completely willingly, so I am sure you will find out all about her in short order. That being said, this family's willingness to cooperate with the media will depend on the respect you show us." His piercing blue gaze swept over the assembled crowd of reporters. "Keep that in mind as you go forward."

Izumi flapped her hands excitedly. "Don't mind him, he's just protective. But if you could be, I don't know, mostly respectful? I would appreciate that. Honey and vinegar and all that. But yeah. I'm Dekiru and it is my absolute pleasure to make your acquaintance."

One of the reporters thrust his hand into the air insistently. "Dekiru! Are we allowed to know your name or are you only going to be known by your hero name like your father?"

Giggling, Izumi waved dismissively. "Like Dad said, I am… all the heck over social media. Apart from some recent posts tagging his official account, though, there's nothing about my father. So if you were hoping to stumble onto his personal account through me, you're going to be sorely disappointed. But yeah. My name is Midoriya Izumi."

Even as dozens of reporters in the crowd promptly abandoned their streams to use their phones, one decided to buck his counterparts and asked another question as he held his phone steady. "Is it rude to ask you what your quirk is? No offense, but while it's sort of obvious, I for one would like to know more about it."

"Strangely, it's not as obvious as you would think." Izumi flapped her wings for emphasis before making a peace sign. "To be honest, I'm a huge quirk nerd and so I could talk about mine all day. It's called Dynasty." Mina exchanged a knowing look with Itsuka. So, they were using that lie. Good to know. "Basically I'm a stockpile of the manifested potential of my ancestors. Slowly but surely, I'll be able to utilize each quirk in my family line… yes, including All Might's. The very first quirk in my family tree was a heteromorphic quirk, hence… well, you can see for yourself."

The reporter tapped notes into his phone as another raised their hand. "So in theory, you'll be able to manifest any or all of the quirks in your entire family line? That's…" Trailing off, his mouth moved silently as he did some math. "That's a lot of quirks! That's so overpowered!"

Giggling, Izumi waved her hand. "Don't worry, I'm pretty sure that I won't have, like…" She counted on her fingers for a moment. "My mom counts herself as a fourth generation quirk user, but there was that lost generation during the dawn of quirks that nobody really counts? So in theory I could have up to thirty-two different quirks… but I'm pretty sure I won't." Leaning forward, she lowered her voice fractionally in a mock whisper. "I genuinely hope I don't. I have a few heteromorphs in my family tree and if I manifest them all, that could get really weird."

A low whistle escaped Mina as she looked over at Itsuka. "Wow. They're actually buying that shit. Like, she has so many tells that she's completely lying her little green head off, and they're just eating it up."

"I didn't really have a high opinion of the media to begin with but, uh, yeah. It's declined a little bit more watching this." Itsuka nibbled her lower lip thoughtfully. "We need to get her to make an Izumi lie primer for the rest of us. I'm in at least two of the pictures on Izumi's Instagram; sooner or later, someone's going to ask me a question that I'll need to know how to answer."

Same. Bonus points if Izumi could assemble talking points and the appropriate answers so that she could read them off on demand. Or, you know, cut and paste if someone asked her online. Turning her attention back to her phone, Mina watched Izumi pull Fuyumi forward to stand next to her. "…new age of heroics, I have established close ties with not only the Yaoyorozu keiretsu, but the number two hero himself. We'll be doing a second interview in the near future to cover the Yaoyorozus' formal entrance into the field of heroics. For now? Some of you may have interviewed her before but for those of you who haven't? Allow me to introduce Todoroki Fuyumi. My girlfriend."

As the crowd erupted into noise, Fuyumi held up a finger. "One of her girlfriends. I am one of Izumi's girlfriends. There are twenty-seven of us in total in the relationship, under the leadership of one Ashido Mina. Her handle on all social media is Toyotama if you want to look her up." She winked at the crowd. "I would. She has really cute feet."

Even as All Might facepalmed at that, the crowd of reporters shouted a new round of questions at the pair of girls. Mina stared at her phone in disbelief, and then turned it right side up as a notification dropped down from the top. And then another. And then another and another, until the top centimeter of her phone was dominated by a constant barrage of notifications. The new message badge quickly appeared over her Instagram app, and then her Twitter and her Facebook. As Mina stared in disbelief, a badge appeared on her bank app, and the number spiraled upward rapidly, achieving triple digits in a ridiculously quick amount of time.

"Oh my God, Fuyumi, what did you do?"

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After getting stared at - but thankfully not approached - for the entire ride back to Chiba, Mina donned a medical mask and sunglasses before exiting the train. Considering she was pink with ten wings and a tail, it probably wouldn't do much to disguise her… but she could try. "Lead on, MacDuff."

Taking her by the hand, Itsuka navigated the crowd to the nearest exit and then led Mina out onto the streets. "He's downtown, so it's not a far walk. Have you figured out exactly what you want to do yet?"

Mina nodded, reaching up to press her free hand against one side of her hair and flatten it down on the side. "Just gonna go like… vwoop. Take all this off. Keep a thick strip down the middle. And then maybe dye the tips black? I saw this girl on Pinterest who had black hair with colored tips and I think it would probably look cool to do pink with black tips?"

"I don't disagree. You're on your own for the hair dying part, though." Mina made a vaguely inquisitive noise and Itsuka rolled her eyes. "Think about it. We're going to a barber. Who serves, like, ninety-five percent men. What are the odds that old man Araikiri has even touched hair dye before?"

Mina hummed thoughtfully. "I mean, I feel like men dye their hair? Like, old men. Insecure men. Insecure old men, especially. But then also like… punks and I don't know, are there boy gyarus? I'm not really into the subculture but like, I can picture some sort of dyed blond and overtanned Ken doll type hanging out with a gyaru girl? But I get what you mean. Hmm." Pulling out her phone with her free hand, Mina did her best to ignore the still rising tide of DMs in literally every single social media app she owned as she opened LINE and fired off a pair of messages to Kyouka and Mitoku. "I'm asking the twins. They just strike me as the type who have dyed hair before." Granted she had helped Eijiro dye his hair red, but like… doing delicate work on herself seemed like a bad idea.

Her phone pinged and Itsuka looked over with a raised eyebrow. "That was fast."

"That's what she said." Giggling as Itsuka rolled her eyes, Mina checked back to find that it was her support girlfriend messaging her. "And survey says… Kyouka evidently was into this Korra chick enough that she used to dye her hair brown. Which, I mean, eww. What a waste of pretty purple hair. But on the plus side, it means that Mitoku has experience with hair dye. She's never done tips before-"

Itsuka winked playfully. "Just the tip?"

A snort of laughter escaped Mina as she allowed herself to be distracted. The conversation could wait thirty seconds. "Just put the tip in, see how it feels." The two shared a giggle before Mina coaxed things back on track. "But no, she's got fairly steady and precise hands, so she's pretty sure that she can cut up some pieces of aluminum foil when she gets home and use them to section off my hair so that we can dye just the tips black."

Regarding her with an uncertain look, Itsuka reached up to tousle Mina's pink curls. "What if you're wrong and you end up with just, like, a black and pink mess?"

"Then I have a mess of black and pink hair, and the lesson of the day is that I go to a stylist for that sort of thing in the future." Mina shrugged casually. "The same reason I'm trying such a radical new style tonight. It's just hair. It'll grow back."

In no time they were at their destination, and Itsuka found herself staring at the closed storefront in dismay. "Well shit. It is…" She checked her phone and then sighed. "Yeah, we were never going to make it. Do we have a Plan B?"

Frowning, Mina cocked her head to the side. "Is there such a thing as like, a back alley barber? An illegal underground barber? Is someone cutting hair on the down low in Chiba?"

Before Itsuka could respond, the window of the apartment over the shop opened up and an older man poked his head out. "Can I help you, young ladies? I closed up shop almost forty-five minutes ago."

"Uh, I don't know, can you?" Mina gestured to the top of her head. "I was really hoping to get a haircut. From, uh, you I guess? Is this your shop?"

The man nodded. "It is." He looked back over his shoulder and then back out at Mina. "My word, are you that pink girl that's all over the news right now? The one dating All Might's daughter?"

"Uh…" Looking around furtively, Mina made sure the coast was clear before pushing her sunglasses up onto the top of her head and removing her mask. "Maybe?"

The man peered down at her for a few seconds before looking to her left and doing a double take. "Kendo? Is that you? You're mixed up in this super harem that everyone's talking about?"

Cringing, Itsuka scuffed her foot against the pavement. "Technically it's a super polycule? We're all dating each other?"

The window closed and Mina exchanged a look with Itsuka. A minute or so later, the front door of the barbershop opened and the man who was evidently the aforementioned Araikiri ushered them inside. "Welcome to my humble establishment, Miss Ashido. I… not to be rude or anything, but why are you here?"

"The same reason that Itsuka comes to visit you, sir!" Clapping her hands together excitedly, Mina leaned forward. "I want you to cut my hair!"

Araikiri's eyes went wide at that declaration. "You said that already. Just not sure why you've come to me in particular. You're serious? You want me to cut your hair?" When Mina nodded enthusiastically, he bowed to her repeatedly. "For the girlfriend of All Might's daughter? For the second most famous girl in all of Japan right now? It would be an absolute honor."

Fluttering her hands, Mina blushed faintly. "I wouldn't say I'm that famous. I'm just one of Izumi's girlfriends. I mean, I feel like Fuyumi in particular is going to be more famous than me once she stops being weird and embraces things? Or maybe Yaomomo? But ahh! Thank you! God, I wish tipping was more acceptable. You're doing me a huge favor. I want to give you, like, a fifty percent tip! No! A one hundred percent tip! Double your money!" And given how many notifications she had to sort through for her bank app, she was reasonably certain she could afford it.

Except there was one problem with that. And not one that she'd expected. "One hundred percent of zero is zero, Miss Ashido." Araikiri grinned slyly at her before gesturing to the chair. "Your money is no good here. I will do this simply for the satisfaction of being able to look at each and every picture of you that gets posted from now on and say to myself 'I did that'."

"I mean, you're already going to have that." When Araikiri looked over at her, Itsuka ran her hand over her head. "Me. And for that matter, Kyouka."

Araikiri gasped excitedly. "I can, can't I?" After a second, he shrugged. "No matter. Being able to say that I cut the hair of three of All Might's daughter's girlfriends is better than two, after all." He guided Mina into the chair and began running his fingers through her curly hair. "What are you thinking? Something not traditionally feminine, I assume, if you're seeking me out instead of a stylist."

Nodding, Mina brought her phone up with one hand and made a peace sign with the other. "First of all, selfie! Going to post this and tell people all about your establishment. It's the least I can do." Araikiri hesitantly imitated her peace sign and she grinned widely as she took a picture. Tucking her phone back into her pocket, she ran her hands over the sides of her head. "Okay, so I'm thinking like, Itsuka level buzz on the sides. I want to leave a strip about as wide as the space between my horns. Like… sort of a mohawk I guess?"

"Easily doable, Miss Ashido." Frowning, Araikiri ran his hand through Mina's hair slowly. "Are you sure you really wish to go that short on the sides? I could easily do a number two or a number three. Or even just shorten it manually with my scissors. Going to a bare clipper shave is… certainly not a decision to be made lightly."

Mina waved dismissively. "According to Mei, there's a girl in 3-H who has a quirk that lets her grow a person's hair. Something something, harvesting for DNA fiber costumes? I don't know. But I'm confident that this person exists and so if you do it and I absolutely positively hate it? I can get it undone tomorrow at school. So… carpe diem!"

After meeting her gaze in the mirror for several seconds, Araikiri cracked a smile. "As you wish." Fastening a cutting cape around her neck, he retrieved his clippers from the counter and turned them on. "Don't say I didn't warn you, though."

Scoffing, Mina flapped one hand awkwardly under the cape. "Pshaw, hit me." Araikiri brought the clippers up to the side of her head, and Mina's eyes widened as a clump of hair tumbled away to land on the floor. "Oh. Oh wow. That was a lot of hair."

Groaning, Itsuka buried her face in her hands.

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"And then… swap!" Mina popped into existence with Kyouka, Mitoku, Mei, and Itsuka and she grinned widely at the girls before smiling down at the foggy face on the screen of her phone. "Thanks, Trash Cat!"

Enmuko offered a peace sign before yawning and flopping backward onto Mina's bed. "Don't mention it. No, seriously, I don't want to hear anything other than 'I'm ready to come home' out of literally only you and Itsuka for the rest of the night. The taxi is in the garage for the night."

Fair enough. Enmuko's weekend hadn't been any less hectic and strenuous than the rest of the hoard's. "Well, Yuu had to go to work so you're welcome to take a nap until we need you. Love you!" Mina blew Enmuko a kiss that her girlfriend returned before ending the call.

Darting forward, Mei brought her hands up to rub the sides of Mina's head slowly. "Wahh, this is so stimulating! It's better than any of my stim babies! I love girls with short hair!"

Mina and Itsuka exchanged looks before chuckling as Mei reached over to touch the side of Mina's head with one hand and Itsuka's head with the other. "So far, we have one vote of approval. Twins? Thoughts? Seeking some validation at the moment that I didn't make a bad decision."

"It was certainly a decision, yes." Kyouka eyed Mina thoughtfully for a short span before shrugging. "I'm sorta ambivalent personally. Sorry. It's not hideous or anything. I just sorta enjoyed you being the pink fluff monster that you were."

Looking to Mitoku hopefully, Mina let out a sigh of relief as the more outgoing twin smiled at her encouragingly. "Considering some of the hair phases that Kyouka has subjected me to, she has no room to talk about 'oh but I liked you the way you were'. Pfft. You look adorable, Mina. Do you still want to do the tips?"

Mina grinned playfully. "Just the tips." Her and Mitoku shared a laugh at that even as Kyouka let out an exasperated sigh, and then Mina reached into the MatsuKiyo bag hanging from her wrist. "I figured I'd eliminate a step by bringing the dye with me. That's not really the sort of thing most people have lying around."

"We do not, no. So good foresight on your part." Mitoku took the box from Mina and flipped it over. Mumbling softly, she read the back. "Okay so I looked up a few tutorials online and they're all just sorta casually like 'oh just apply the dye to the ends of your hair' but I feel like all of the example photos were girls with longer hair. So I think my plan is going to be to grab some hair, brush the dye into the ends, and then wrap it in foil to keep it from touching the other hair. Seem reasonable?"

Hmm. Considering the only other vaguely logical idea that Mina could think of was, like, laying on her back on a chair with her legs over the back and her head hanging upside down? For however long dying her hair took? "You know what? I'll take it. And if we mess it up? Like I told Itsuka, it's just hair. It'll grow back."

Mitoku leaned in and gave Mina a kiss on the cheek. "An excellent attitude to have when having home hair dye adventures, yes. But I mean, compared to some of the work that Mei and I do in the lab? I feel like dying tips is sorta simple."

Nodding, Mei took the box from Mitoku and read over the back. "Would it be infringing on your uniqueness if I took the rest of the dye and dip dyed my locs? I feel like there's no way we're going to use even half of this on you and, well, black and pink. It could be a theme."

It could be a theme, though! Wait. Could she get Momo and Yui and Pony to dye parts of their hair pink to match her and Mei? And Yuuyu was pink. Would she do pink and black too? Something to ask if this turned out well, Mina supposed. "So, how do we do this?"

Kyouka and Mitoku exchanged a look before coming to a unanmious conclusion. "Bathroom."

And so it was in short order that Mina found herself sitting on the floor of the Jirous' bathroom as Mei and Mitoku fussed over her hair. Kyouka was sprawled out near her, legs intertwined with Mina's - tangling herself with people sorta seemed to be the violette's fhing, Mina was noticing - as she strummed an acoustic guitar. "I need to write some songs about girls kissing girls. There aren't nearly enough of them."

Mina giggling playfully and blew a kiss at the smaller girl. "Wanna come over here and get some inspiration? I bet I can be super inspiring when I put my mind to it."

"Technically, any song about kissing a girl can be a song about a girl kissing a girl if you're a girl and you sing it." Mei's dexterous fingers paused in Mina's hair for a moment before resuming their work. "If you think about it like that, there can be a lot of songs about girls kissing girls if you're willing to sing them."

Kyouka adopted a thoughtful expression as she continued to absently strum her guitar. "Huh. I never thought of it like that. You're right, I guess. Still. I want there to be more songs explicitly about girls kissing girls. Because reasons."

Stretching one of her earjacks, Mitoku made half a heart in midair and waited until Kyouka reached out with hers to complete the heart before letting the jack fall back against her side. "We can jam on that later. For now, play Girls Girls Girls by Fletcher."

"Midnight when I saw you, I was about to leave. You were in the corner, hanging like a masterpiece. You're dancing with all your best friends, or maybe you could spend the song with me?" Kyouka strummed her guitar as she sang, staring at a point above Mina's head. Probably Mei? She liked to fluster the girl by singing to her. Possibly Mitoku. The twins were the twins after all. "Had a tight t-shirt, I could see what's underneath. Talking over speakers, you're leaning close to me. You tuck my hair behind my ear, I put my finger through the loop of your jeans."

Kyouka gestured with the head of her guitar at Mitoku, who picked up the pre chorus. "I knew right then, right there; it was so cinematic because it started to rain. And I said 'oh my god, your body's speaking my language'. I told my mom it's not a phase, because…"

The gloved hands left Mina's hair and she twisted to look up as Mitoku reached across the top of her head toward Mei, both twins singing the chorus. "I kissed a girl and I liked it, sipped her like an Old Fashioned. I kissed a girl and she liked it, it's better than I imagined. Ooh, she took my heart and my number, don't think I'll recover. Til she's in my covers, coming over tonight. I kissed a girl and I liked it. Yeah, I really, really liked it…"

Kyouka trailed off as Mei pushed Mina forward, lunging across the space to tackle Mitoku and kiss her eagerly. She broke away quickly and crawled around to kneel next to Kyouka, holding her dye stained hands far out from the sides of her body as she leaned down and kissed the shorter haired twin. "I love it when you guys sing to me."

Straightening back up, Mina crossed her arms over her chest as she shot a mock pout at Mei. Not that she didn't love any and all forms of girls love going on between members of her hoard - because she absolutely did - but she was feeling slightly neglected at the moment. There were three sets of lips in the room and even if two of them were occupied with each other, that should have left one for her. "Where's my kiss? I'm the official licensed girl kisser here. I would like my fair share of kisses please."

"Hmm. I don't know. Where's my serenade? The twins earned their kisses." Mina's pout grew and Mei rolled her eyes before leaning in and kissing the pink skinned girl. "Better?"

Mina nodded happily. She loved kisses. That's why she was a licensed girl kisser, after all. "Much. How does my hair look?"

Crosshairs pupils spinning, Mei shrugged. "Like a science experiment. Hmm. I wonder if I can invent some sort of tip dying baby? I've seen enough people with dyed tips that… well, the market would be small but definitely there?"

"I mean, the market for a Cervix Abusing Baby is literally just Yaomomo. And apparently now Nejire? But yeah. Super small market there, and you invented it anyways." Mina shrugged as Mei crawled back across the bathroom to kneel at her side, hands returning to Mina's hair. "Do it. Just do it. Don't let your dreams be dreams. Yesterday, you said tomorrow. So… just do it."

Mei bounced excitedly in place next to Mina. "Yeah! You're right!" Leaning down, she carefully gave Mina another kiss before smiling at her. "You're very inspirational, you know."

Personally, Mina felt the lack of green screen behind her took away from the entire thing but hey, she'd motivated Mei. So… success?

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"Alright we're doing this a chapter early-" Mina giggled as multiple girlfriends groaned at her. "You know you love me. But no, a lot of us… pretty much all of us, really. We had a long night last night. So I don't know about you, but I'm ready to turn in a little earlier than usual tonight."

Izumi yawned widely before snuggling into Ochako's side. "That's an absolute mood. I didn't have much in me after last night, but the press conference took what was left out of me. I am so ready for bed."

Pressing a kiss to the top of Izumi's head, Ochako wrapped the arm not holding the phone for the two of them around the verdette. "I didn't even last that long and I'm still tired. From now on, Yaoyororgies are on Fridays so we have two whole days to recover. Any objections?"

"I mean, a few of us had things going on this past Friday… but I guess we don't need to have a twenty-seven girl orgy literally every single time." Fuyumi furrowed her brow at where Momo was rubbing her fingernails against her chest before amending her statement. "Then again, twenty-six girls wasn't enough to handle Yaomomo so… bless the souls of anyone who tries to take her on with a smaller group."

Offering a sparkling grin, Tooru leaned toward the camera. "As long as we're being horny… Tsuyu! Do you know what the biggest organ of your body is?"

Pausing, Tsuyu glanced down pointedly. "I have a pretty good idea, kero."

"Actually, I've already done the math on this because I was tempted to make the exact same joke at a point in the past." Looking perkier than she had any right to be given how much she'd done over the past twenty-four hours, Momo held up a finger. "Based on her height and weight, I can use a logarithmic function to determine that Tsuyu has approximately nineteen hundred and fifty cubic centimeters of skin. Conversely, she has approximately eight hundred and thirty cubic centimeters of penis. So Tsuyu's largest organ is still her skin."

Ochako leaned into view and made a patting gesture. "There there, Tooru. Personally, I thought you were on to something."

A soft snort escaped Tooru. "I'd like to be on to something. Kero."

Raising an eyebrow, Tsuyu peered upward at Tooru's box on the screen. "Are you adopting my tics now?"

"No, see, I read somewhere that frogs only ribbit when they're horny." Tooru offered another wide, glittering smile. "So… kero."

Setsuna cocked her head to the side curiously. "But Tsuyu ribbits constantly."

Given that she was normally relatively impassive, the wide grin that crossed Tsuyu's face was decidedly alien on her features. "That's my secret, Captain. I'm always horny."

Saiko held up a finger. "I understood that reference."

"All in favor of making ribbit noises when we're horny as a cute in joke sort of thing, raise your hand." Mina raised her hand and all of the others followed suit. "Motion passes. We ribbit."

Mei snickered softly from her shared view with Mitoku. "I think Yaomomo is about to turn into a Pokémon. Just… communicate in nothing but ribbits."

Huffing softly, Momo looked away. "I resent that implication. I'm not always horny." At Mei's disbelieving scoff, she amended her statement. "Just mostly horny."

"What was that? I just heard a bunch of ribbits." Kyouka winked playfully as Momo let out another huff before stretching her arms up over her head. "God, we're just a bunch of freaks."

Tsuyu snickered softly. "Hey Kyouka, what's the only organ in a woman that stays warm after death?"

Groaning, Kyouka brought her hand up to cover her face. "I'm morbidly curious even though I know I'm about to be scarred for life. I don't know, Tsuyu, what is the only organ in a woman that stays warm after death?"

Tsuyu shot a finger gun at the violette. "My dick."

"Christ. That's horrible." Kyouka shook her head before gesturing toward the camera. "Desperately attempting to change the subject… is anyone going to compliment the good work that my sister and our girlfriend did on Mina's hair? Like, the haircut itself is slowly growing on me, but I'm all about hyping up Mitoku."

Mina turned her head back and forth to show off her new hairstyle and the girls oohed and ahhed appropriately. "Mitoku and Mei dyed the tips, Itsuka's barber did the actual cutting. I am actually really loving this. Like, generally speaking my personal style is wild and colorful, but I'm thinking of making a more deliberate move toward black and pink because… this looks fucking good."

Turning her head, Mei gestured to her locs, which had gained black tips at some point after Mina washed her hair and teleported home with Itsuka. "You don't need a sight quirk to know this looks good too." Mitoku bit one loc playfully and tugged it between her teeth before spitting it out and making a disgusted face. Looking over at her, Mei's expression became incredulous. "It's hair. Freshly dyed hair. Why would you ever put that in your mouth?"

"Mistakes were made." Mitoku groaned and buried her face in Mei's neck. "Gross. But yeah, if anyone wants their hair dyed, I'm pretty sure that Mei and I can take care of it for you. Unless you want, like, mermaid hair or something. In which case… eh? We can try?"

Slowly raising a hand, Reiko looked around uncertainly. "I'm finding myself appreciating both colors of Mina's hair at the moment. How hard would it be to add black and pink streaks to my hair?"

Ooh! She'd forgotten about her idea of making black and pink hair a sort of group theme. Mina hadn't counted on Reiko being interested in joining them, but she was by no means opposed. Mei leaned up a bit, grinning widely. "Depends. Do you want Mina pink, Mei pink, or just pink pink?"

Reiko shrugged. "Pink pink would be spooky."

"Okay, cool, because I'm pretty sure I could rig up a baby to make hair dye pigmented exactly to match my hair or Mina's, but I can't promise that it would apply properly without a few experiments." Mei's screen went blurry as she switched out of the app. "Making a note to pick up some hair dye. With your hair color, we can probably skip the bleaching agent. So… see me after school tomorrow and we'll make a mess of one of the UA bathrooms together."

Groaning, Momo shook her head. "Mei, please do not dye hair in a public bathroom."

Mei's view returned to normal just in time for her to stick her tongue out at Momo. "I do what I want."

Brushing her hair out of one eye, Kinoko pouted faintly. "I would need bleach, so I think I'm going to have to miss this adventure. But streaked hair does sound fun, if someone wants to catch me at some point and dye me."

"I'm still surprised at how lax the dress code is at UA High." Chitose pouted up at the camera from where she was laying on top of Saiko, her head tucked under the taller girl's chin. "Like, Yuuyu has dyed hair and piercings. You'd be a goner if you showed up for class like that at Seiai."

Saiko bumped her cheek against the top of Chitose's head. "You're exaggerating. They wouldn't expel you over it. They would, however, restrict you to the dorms until such a time that you again had an appearance befitting of a student of the institution."

Hmm. Strict. But also, like, it could have been worse. "All the way up until the dawn of quirks, you used to have to have black hair to attend school. If you were any other color, they made you dye your hair black and sent you home if you came in showing enough root." Mina made a peace sign as her girlfriends shot surprised looks at her. "I know stuff. Weird stuff, sure, but stuff."

Grunting, Itsuka rubbed at her stubble. "That would have been a nightmare for me. Especially with how short I keep my hair. And… what would they have even done with Ibara?"

"Yeah, thankfully that started changing in 2022 and spread across the entire country by 2030. Natural hair is still the norm at most schools, but…" Mina reached up to tousle her hair. "Look at what natural is these days."

Wrapping her vines around herself, Ibara let out a loud yawn. "Does anyone mind if I leave you all on my nightstand and curl up for bed? I do so enjoy the sound of your voices, but I am… exhausted."

Mina perked up. That was actually sort of a fun idea. "Trash Cat is out like a light, so I wouldn't mind reading something to you guys if anyone else wants to do the same? Or ooh, staying on the call all night while we sleep is a romantic thing to do, right?"

"Given that most of us probably plug our phones in to recharge at night, the idea is feasible, yes." Momo stretched and then pulled her shirt up over her head and off, and Mina did her best to keep her gaze in respectful places because holy topless Momo, Batman. "What do you intend to read to us?"

A good question. Sliding out of her bed, Mina padded over to her bookshelf and eyed her options thoughtfully. Then one book in particular from her childhood caught her eye and she grabbed it before retreating to her bed and picking up her phone. Opening the book with her free hand, she began reading. "The cats nestle close to their kittens now. The lambs have laid down with the sheep. You're cozy and warm in your bed, my dear. Please go the fuck to sleep…"

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"Mmm, Reiko?"

"Morning."

Mina blinked sleepily and stared up at the silver-haired head on her chest in confusion. Then she looked around. No, she was still in her room. All her stuff was here. There was just… an unexpected Reiko. The rosette raised an eyebrow. "Where did you come from?"

Smiled faintly, Reiko snuggled in against Mina's side. "My hero name is going to be Sadako. So I just… made like Sadako and crawled out of Enmuko."

"Okay, I am both sleepy and generally stupid so…" Mina reached up and tipped Reiko's head upward so she could meet the girl's one visible eye. "You are in fact kidding, right?"

Reiko just winked at her. Or possibly blinked; it was hard to tell with her other eye hidden. "That's for me to know and you to stay up at night thinking about."

Mou! Her girls were getting awfully sassy with her! Grumbling softly, Mina rolled them so that they were both laying on their sides, and then slid her hand up to brush Reiko's hair out of her face. "In all seriousness, not that I mind, but I was not expecting to wake up to you."

"I know. I decided a focus chapter would be spooky." Reiko yawned and stretched a bit before nuzzling her head against Mina's palm. Despite herself, Mina grinned. It was so cute to see her partners embracing her single biggest and weirdest eccentricity. "In all seriousness, I was still awake when Enmuko woke up from her second nap so she popped me over here and left me in her place when she went out for the night."

What even was Enmuko's sleep schedule at this point? She'd come home, napped, woken up long enough to teleport Mina and Itsuka home from Musutafu, eaten, napped some more, and then headed out at some unknown hour to spend time with Yuu. Hopefully she settled into something vaguely regular soon, because that didn't really seem healthy to Mina. "Insomnia, or was my reading not as soothing for you as it was for the others?"

Reiko shrugged. "Listening to you read was spooky. I wouldn't mind making it a regular thing. But no, the perils of being a horror buff. Every once in a while, I'll stumble over something that lodges in my brain and then I just lay there staring at the ceiling with wide eyes as my brain races at a hundred kilometers an hour."

Given that she was not in any way, shape, or form a fan of that entire genre, Mina personally couldn't relate… but it probably wasn't too different from general racing thoughts at night so maybe she could? "Well, if you ever can't sleep and Enmuko is still in the apartment, you're welcome to ask her for a teleport. I've kinda gotten used to sleeping with her; I wouldn't mind a replacement pillow now that she's gone."

Smiling faintly, Reiko nodded in agreement. "I'll keep that in mind. You do snore cutely." She did? Nobody had ever mentioned that she snored. Why hadn't anyone told her? "I think it's a little early. My alarm hasn't gone off yet. Do you want to stay in bed? Or maybe go get breakfast?"

"Um, I normally eat breakfast with my family when I can. Just a little, you know, family bonding sort of thing." Mina paused and then peered down at Reiko. "Would you be comfortable with that? I could skip a day if kids aren't your thing."

Reiko raised an eyebrow. "You have a family? You don't talk about them much."

Was that a criticism? After a moment, Mina decided that it wasn't. After all, she knew nothing about Reiko's family so if the silver-haired girl was being critical, it would be the pot calling the kettle black. Wait. She was dating Reiko and didn't know anything about the girl's family. Did that say something bad about her? Reiko was her girlfriend, after all.

Wait. Apart from being vaguely aware that Tsuyu had an unknown number of siblings whose names she didn't know, Mina knew about… Inko, Rei and Enji, and then had met Momo's mom and dad briefly but didn't know their names. Oh, and Ochako had two parents in the construction industry. Apart from that, everything was a great big blank. Shit. Forget being a bad girlfriend. Was she a horrible girlfriend?

Doing her best to keep her thoughts from spiraling, Mina offered Reiko a bright smile as she tried to redirect her thoughts to the here and now. "I am a statistical oddity. I have both parents - which isn't that odd - but there are a whopping three Ashido children. Would you like to meet my family?"

"If they're anything like you? No." Reiko turned and buried her face in Mina's side. "You're very high energy and I don't know if I can handle more than one of you this early in the morning."

Mina giggled and kissed the top of Reiko's head. That was very fair. Her brothers weren't too much like her, although they were kids and therefore somewhat energetic by default. Her mom was very much like her, though, and her dad often matched her mom's energy. She could understand that being a lot for someone like Reiko. "That's valid. So yeah, I mean, if you want to get dressed and sneak out, we can find a cafe or something on the way to Trash Cat."

Nodding agreeably, Reiko stayed snuggled up against Mina for a few more seconds before letting out a soft groan and pulling away. "That doesn't mean I don't want to know more about your family, by the way. Just that I don't know if I want to meet them first thing in the morning."

Also fair. Mina slid out of bed and began puttering around her room. She'd taken a bath the night before to give her hair a thorough rinse and condition, so all she had to do was throw on her uniform and she'd be good to go. "Okay. So. Family primer. My mother is Yuzuki. My father is Akito. Siblings are Shidai and Itsukan. Boys. They're both still in the 'girls have cooties' stage, to give you an idea of ages."

"Has it ever been conclusively proven that girls don't have cooties?" Reiko slid out of bed and stretched for a moment before grabbing at the plastic grocery bag sitting on top of her backpack. Opening it, she frowned. "Hmm. Not sure what I want to do with my pajamas all day while we're at school."

Mina waved dismissively. "Leave them here. Trash Cat has learned how to teleport things to a girlfriend. She mostly uses it to disperse Himiko's genuinely worrying amount of knives, but she can use it to send your pajamas back to you when you get home tonight." Reiko nodded and started stripping out of her pajamas, leaving Mina to do her best to keep her gaze mostly respectful. Not entirely respectful, because she was really gay, but she did her best. "As for cooties… I'm kinda okay with guys thinking I have cooties, to be honest. My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, and I'm like, go away, I'm gay."

A soft snicker escaped from Reiko as she shook her head in amusement. "You certainly have a way with words, Mina. Has anyone ever told you that?" When Mina raised an eyebrow, Reiko's faint grin grew a little wider. "It's spooky. Like, Tooru has it a little and then Setsuna to a degree but like… you're just a level of verbal chaos that I genuinely adore."

Darting over, Mina pressed her lips against Reiko's. "Thanks. People keep telling me that I need to think at least a little bit more before I talk but, uh, I kinda enjoy just being authentically me? Like, I'm not saying that more reserved people are inherently liars or anything, but I guess more like… I sorta enjoy being unfiltered? Like, you never have to wonder what I'm really thinking because what comes out of my mouth is literally that."

Reiko gave Mina another kiss in return before nodding. "Like I said, I adore it. I'm always too worried that I'll say something stupid or silly or that people will judge me and you just… don't care about any of that. Every thought you have comes tumbling out of your mouth and that's very… satisfying to be around. I don't think I could ever do it. But I appreciate it all the same."

"I…" Tearing up a little, Mina decided that it absolutely wouldn't be weird to have a heartfelt moment while her girlfriend was half-naked and pulled Reiko into her arms. "Nobody's ever told me that before. Like, you all put up with me and I appreciate that. Because I'm chaotic and weird and I know that. But nobody's ever told me that they actually… like my weirdness."

Reiko blinked - or winked, again, Mina wasn't really sure - before tilting her head to the side. "Mina, you have twenty-six girlfriends. Of course people like you."

"But you're the first one to say you like me being weird!" Mina cupped Reiko's hands. "I want to give you… so many kisses right now."

"…I wouldn't object."

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"Normally we don't talk about this until the second semester but due to the actions of two of your classmates-"

Fuyumi raised her hand, a proud expression on her face. "It was me. He's talking about me."

A loud sigh escaped Aizawa, and then a second one as Izumi also raised her hand albeit a bit more hesitantly. "And sort of me? But to be honest, it was mostly Fuyumi."

"I was attempting to be somewhat vague… but yes. You two little gremlins are the reason that we are having a special lesson on public relations today." Aizawa gestured to the doorway, where Kayama was standing waiting. "Midnight is significantly better at this than I am, so I'm going to turn this over to her."

Striding up the the podium as Aizawa sank to the floor and cocooned himself in his sleeping bag, Kayama slapped her whip against the wooden surface. "I'm sure you have all seen your classmates' interview this weekend. Who can tell me what they did wrong?"

Kaminari's hand shot into the air. "The whole world now knows that Todoroki has a foot fetish! And I am kink shaming! Kink shaming, I tell you!"

Hopping up, Fuyumi whipped a snowball into the back of the yellow-haired boy's head. "You shut up. You're just jealous I can afford the cute pink feet and you can't."

Kaminari wiped the snow from his hair as he looked back at Fuyumi. "I assure you, I am not. I am an ass man, like any reasonably cultured individual."

After pondering that for a moment, Fuyumi gestured toward Mina. "But Mina also has clappable cheeks? I feel like she's still viable fetish fodder for you?"

"…okay, so, I'm getting even more weirded out here by the second." Kaminari looked from Fuyumi to Mina and back, an uncomfortable expression on his face. "I mean, most people would be upset if someone was sexualizing their girlfriend and yet you're-"

Fuyumi huffed and waved her hand dismissively. "Encouraging sales. I knew what Mina was like when I started dating her. She's a content creator and I'm a secure enough person to be comfortable supporting her in her endeavors. So yeah. Buy local. Buy pink."

Holding up a finger, Kaminari made a consternated noise. "I will not, but I admire your dedication." Turning to face the front again, he jerked a thumb back over his shoulder in Fuyumi's direction. "But yeah. Foot girl. Probably not the best move."

"It was not, no." Kayama pointed her whip at Fuyumi. "Foot Girl. Telling the entire world that you're into feet. Most definitely not a good move. We're still a fairly well mannered and conservative country. The public definitely didn't need to know that much about you."

Fuyumi scoffed a bit louder at that. "Says the woman whose entire gimmick is literally being a dominatrix. I am definitely not the weirdest thing in the Japanese hero industry."

Cocking her hip to the side, Kayama shook her head. "There are two major differences between you and me. One: I am a legal adult. You very much are not. And secondly, this is part of a carefully crafted persona that I project solely in public spaces as part of being a hero. I am an actress playing a role. And then I go home, take off my costume, put on some loungewear, and curl up with my cat."

Eyes widening, Mina leaned forward in her seat eagerly. "You have a cat? What's its name? Do you have pictures?"

"His name is Sushi and… I do." Kayama paused for a second before pulling out her phone. "What the heck, I could use a little lightness at the moment. Especially since I'm basically here to scold two of you for an entire class period." She made her way over to Mina and held out her phone. "This… is Sushi."

Squealing, Mina reached out to grab her teacher's phone before thinking better of it and settling for leaning in closer. Sushi was the chubbiest, most cuddly looking tuxedo tabby that the rosette had ever seen. "I've only had Sushi for ten seconds but if anything happened to him, I would kill everyone in this room and then myself."

Izumi pointed a finger at Mina. "You stole that from Moe!"

Giggling, Mina nodded in acknowledgment of the verdette's words. "I did because it's funny as hell. But seriously, now I'm sad that Miss Kayama turned down joining our hoard. I could have had snuggle time with Sushi."

"Yes, well, that is what happens when you're fifteen and try to date an adult. Or at least it's what should happen." Kayama muttered something under her breath that Mina didn't catch before taking her phone back and retreating to the front of the room. "So, after a brief distraction… back to the literal worst press conference that I've ever witnessed. Todoroki shared unnecessary personal information. Vanilla sexuality, the people will eat up. Bad girl mystique, the same. Kinks? They're shaming."

Ojiro raised his hand hesitantly. "Also, while we have underage idols whose attractiveness is a selling point, they don't really engage in blatant outright self-sexualization? So while exploiting the fetishization of lesbianism may be a valid tactic when they're licensed heroes, I feel like Todoroki grabbed Midoriya's ass an unnecessary amount of times?"

Snickering softly, Izumi looked back at Fuyumi. "He's got you there."

Fuyumi scoffed. "You have an amazing ass. Grabbing your ass is never not necessary."

"Furthermore, it was very clear that the entire interview embraced All Might's relaxed and casual standard when Midoriya and Todoroki did not have the experience to live up to those standards." Iida chopped his hand aggressively as he studiously avoided the way Ochako eyed him and drummed her fingers against the top of her desk. "They went into the interview with minimal preparation or consideration for how they should conduct themselves. Among other things, failing to have Yaoyorozu present at a minimum was a serious oversight."

Twisting around to look back at the bluenet, Izumi shook her head vehemently. "That was a tactical decision on my part." She gestured back at Momo. "I was in my hero costume. Fuyumi was in her hero costume. Think… about Yaomomo's hero costume."

Iida blushed faintly as he nodded in acknowledgement of her point. "I see. A wise decision, in light of that particular fact."

"I actually considered bringing more of the hoard with me. Most of us were still in Anjo at the time." Izumi shrugged awkwardly. "Dad talked me out of it. I also considered bringing Eri but Dad talked me out of that too. He said that introducing his daughter for the first time and then presenting her as a teenage mother… well, it's pretty much impossible to damage All Might's brand but it still wouldn't be a good idea."

Kayama nodded in agreement. "Your father is a wise man. Teenage parenthood remains a taboo subject in our fairly conservative society and I can't fault All Might for wanting to dodge getting dragged into that discussion for as long as he possibly can. That being said, if I could offer a word of advice? Who is… wait, who is Eri?"

"The small albino girl that you've seen on my social media, Miss Kayama. Although she has black hair now. And sometimes blonde?" Mina thought for a moment before shrugging; Eri's changing hair color wasn't really a terribly important issue. "The small horn child."

Perking up, Kayama nodded. "Oh, I know who you're talking about now. She's adorable. And… your polycule is raising her? Enough so that Midoriya was considering presenting herself as a teenage mother?"

Momo raised her hand. "Actually, she's legally going to be Yaoyorozu Eri when all is said and done. At least until Mina makes an honest woman out of me and she becomes Ashido Eri. Unless, of course, Mina wishes to likewise become Yaoyorozu Mina at some point in the future."

"Um, if I do, would that make me a a yomeyoushi?" Hopping up out of her desk, Mina rushed over to plant her hands on Momo's desk as she leaned in. "Will I get to inherit and lead the Yaoyorozu keiretsu?"

Reaching up, Momo tapped the tip of Mina's nose with one finger. "You would not be considered as such, no. Just a wife of mine. I was considering talking to my parents about possibly engaging in adult adoption with Saiko at some point, though, and allowing her to become the mukoyoushi of the Yaoyorozu family."

Tsuyu brought her finger up to the corner of her mouth. "Ah. So that's why you were asking me about the legalities behind a trans person officially changing their gender in Japan, kero. Suddenly it all makes sense."

Whistling softly, Kayama held her hands up in a T shape. "I feel like we're getting very off track at the moment. We… hmm. The discussion of Eri's parentage is actually reasonably relevant to the discussion at hand. Can we please get back to that instead of discussing the future of your relationship?"

Kaminari raised his hand. "With all due respect? This is much more interesting than listening to Midoriya and Todoroki get scolded for not knowing how to do something they were never taught to do. Can we do this instead?"

Mina jerked a thumb in Kaminari's direction. "Yeah! What he said!"

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"So. Itsuka. I hear you like Karl Marx quotes."

When Itsuka shot a bemused look at Mina, the rosette shrugged innocently. "You said something about your life mantra being from the communism guy. Ochako is our resident communist. So I told her. Now you have Ochako's undivided attention. You are welcome."

Itsuka chuckled softly and reached up to rub her head as she looked over at Ochako. "Which is to say, I am vaguely aware of the origin of the quote that my father told me but that is literally all that I know about Karl Marx, communism, or anything of the sort."

Reaching into her backpack, Ochako pulled out a battered and dogeared copy of The Communist Manifesto and held it out. "Would you like to know more?"

"…you know what? I'm not opposed. If the rest of what he came up with makes as much sense as that one quote that my father keeps repeating to me, then… I don't know, he might be on to something." Looking both ways, Itsuka leaned in a little. "Do you maybe want to hit a cafe after school and talk about it?"

Ooh, smooth. Also, wait. Hadn't she been thinking about having a communism-related date since like, the literal first day she met Ochako? And been putting it off repeatedly. Mina bounced in her seat, looking back and forth between the two girl. "Can I get in on that? If I'm going to overthrow the government and replace it with a communist utopia where it's permissible to kiss your girlfriend in midair, I'm going to need to know more about communism than I currently do. Because what I currently know is… nada."

Leaning over, Ochako promptly removed Kinoko's gravity and swapped places with her, sliding into the seat next to Itsuka. "Okay so to simplify it? Communism is simultaneously a type of government as well as an economic system. In a communist society, individual people wouldn't own land, factories, or machinery. Instead, the government or the whole community would own those things. And then everybody would get to share the wealth that they create. So instead of the one percent getting richer and richer by exploiting the working class's productivity, the people would more directly benefit from their own labor."

Frowning, Itsuka rubbed her chin. "But who would be in charge of figuring out how everything works?"

"Yeah, that's sort of the part that nobody's effectively figured out yet. The two major communist powers in history - the Soviets and the Chinese - were basically an authoritarian government that allowed communism to function within very narrow, very specific guardrails." Ochako thought for a moment before shrugging. "Personally, with technology where it is? I feel like it could probably function pretty well with a direct democratic core?"

Pausing in her daily gorging to wipe her mouth, Momo took up the explanation for Ochako. "Direct democracy being that decisions are made by the greater whole. We currently live in a representative democracy, where we elect politicians and they make the decisions for us. A direct democracy would remove that intermediary, and the functions of government would be translated to the common man. Which is to say, if a law was to be passed, it would be put to an entire community vote and the will of the voters as a whole would be respected."

Mei shuddered at the idea. "Imagine being constantly interrupted from working on my babies because I have to participate in democracy? No thank you."

Okay but like, in a theoretical direct democracy, Mina could put forward a bill to allow her to kiss girls in midair. And she was pretty sure it would have a decent chance of passing because a lot of people liked girls kissing. The whole thing sounded like a great idea to her. "So why don't we do this already?"

"Because our government structures predate the rise of electronic communication. Imagine trying to mail every person in Japan every time you wanted to make or change a law? Especially before cars were invented? Completely impractical." Ochako leaned forward, clenching her fists passionately. "But we've grown. Evolved. Bettered ourselves. And now it's time to throw off the shackles of the past and embrace a brave new world as one people working for a common good."

Raising an earjack, Kyouka looked around curiously. "But okay, like, who decides what a common good is? I mean, I get that yeah we would vote on it, but what happens if the vote is fifty-one percent to forty-nine percent and I'm part of the forty-nine percent? Where does that leave me?"

Ochako's expression became thoughtful. "Maybe this is why every real world implementation of communism has been combined with an authoritarian government? Like, nobody can figure out that part of things and so inevitably someone steps forward and goes 'you'll do what I tell you to'? Hmm. I need to think on that some more. Because you're right, if the common good was determined by people with political leanings like mine, I'd be happy. If things were being decided by the kind of people who vote for the LDP? Probably less so."

Momo shrugged uncertainly. "Personally, as a means of production, I feel like I would have a superior quality of life even if the Yaoyorozu keiretsu was disbanded and our wealth redistributed to the common man. So I'm wholly ambivalent to the entire matter. I don't necessarily desire or encourage reform, or for that matter, revolution… but if the revolution came for me? I would survive. As long as I have food, girlfriends, and an oversized memory foam mattress to sleep on, I am a happy woman."

"Well, girlfriends, food, your mattress, and at least one other thing." Mei bumped her shoulder against Momo's before kissing the girl's cheek. "I think you'd die without your freaky dildo collection."

The corner of Momo's mouth curled upward. "Quite."

Humming softly, Mina regarded her companions. Did this qualify as the communism chat that she had been promising Ochako in her head for weeks? Did she genuinely require more communism talk in her life? After a moment's consideration, she decided… yes and therefore no. "Well, good talk, everybody. I'm sort of politicsed out, though. Itsuka, Ochako, enjoy your cafe date. Actually, Ochako, invite Yui."

"I mean, I'm not saying I'm opposed." Ochako cocked her head to the side curiously. "But I am curious why you want me to take Yui in particular?"

Mina held up her hands and made a punching motion. "Okay so picture it. High density metal knuckledusters. Itsuka grows her hands. Yui grows the knuckledusters. You remove their gravity. Itsuka wails on someone. The crowd goes wild."

Furrowing her brow, Ochako held up a finger. "One question. Who's going to carry the knuckledusters most of the time? Because, uh, I'm not super strong or anything. And constantly removing their gravity… even if that doesn't make me sick, it'll count against my overall weight limit when I'm trying to do things in the field."

Mina shrugged helplessly. "Train like that dude from Naruto with the terrible hair cut?"

"…wait, does that actually work?" Ochako looked over at Momo, which was a solid move in Mina's opinion because the girl knew almost everything there was to know. "Like, if I wear weighted clothing, will I actually get stronger?"

Momo shrugged. "It would have a non-zero effect on your health and fitness, yes. It would create measurable gains to your energy, endurance, and recovery capacity, as well as preparing you to exist in costume under load. The dress code means that you would have to come up with some sort of discreet option if you intend to wear it during the day, but it's theoretically doable."

Her crosshair pupils spinning, Mei eyed Ochako thoughtfully. "See me after class. I've been working on something that I think we can adapt for you."

Bouncing in her seat, Ochako gave Mei an enthusiastic grin. "Absolutely. I wanted to come see you about the hair girl anyways. Two birds, one stone."

"Oh, hey, that's right. Are you seriously thinking longer hair, Ochako?" Mina brought her hand up to tousle her bicolored curls. "I was considering it before I settled on this look. You would look super cute with long hair, though."

Ochako brought her hands up to the top of her head. "I'm thinking, like, space buns? And then some loose. But I wanna get a bunch more hair. I'll have to be a bit more careful in the field, yeah, but I'll make it work. Or maybe it'll last a week or two and I'll get sick of it and cut it all back off. Who knows? Part of being young and impulsive."

As someone who was regularly impulsive? Mina absolutely approved of Ochako's decision. Looking around the cafeteria, she frowned. "Hey, uh, purple hair isn't exactly rare or anything by bicolor purple and pink is sort of distinctive. Does anyone have eyes on our Sniper Waifle?"

All nine of the girls crowded around the lunch table did a completely obvious and indiscreet look around the room at Mina's words. Then Kinoko perked up. "Found her! She's off with Reiko and Yui."

Huh. Interesting trio. Mina was vaguely curious what they were talking about. Then Momo stretched and Mina promptly found herself torn from those thoughts because… mmm, Momo.

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"Oh my gosh, hi! I know you! And you! And you, and you, and you, and you!" Making her way down the line of students, Mina took time to give each of her girlfriends a kiss. Then she paused in front of Monoma. "I know you too, but you're not getting a kiss."

Monoma smirked and waved his hand at her. "That's perfectly fine with me. Eijiro's the only person I want to be kissing me, if it's all the same to you."

Leaning into the blond's personal space, Mina's eyes widened. "Oh hey yeah, how did that go? You two were flirting pretty aggressively when I decided to stop being a third wheel and get the hell out of there. Have you gone on a date yet?"

A hand fisted in the waist of Mina's costumes and she found herself hoisted up off her feet and carried away as Eijiro let out an exasperated sigh. "That is for us to know and you to find out when we feel like telling you. But, uh…" Blushing faintly, he waved to Monoma with his free hand. "Hey, Neito."

His smirk became an outright grin as Monoma waved back. "Hey, Eijiro."

"Huh, Monoma can actually be reasonably pleasant when the mood strikes him. Will the wonders never cease." Eijiro paused in front of the orange-haired girl as Itsuka eyed Monoma thoughtfully for a moment before waving to Mina with a slightly oversized hand. And oh my god, her costume was so cute, though? Like, Mina wasn't entirely sure how she was going to do martial arts in a dress, but she looked amazing and Mina was all about it. "Fancy seeing you here."

Mina giggled and waved her hand playfully at her girlfriend. "I know, right? I remember someone telling me somewhere along the way that you're the class representative. Who's your vice?"

Jerking a thumb at the verdette next to her, Itsuka shrugged. "I picked Setsuna. It seemed like a good idea at the time."

"Heyo. Who's your class representatives?" Setsuna eyed Mina thoughtfully. "You? You kinda strike me as the type."

Mina shook her head at that. "Actually, no. With the hoard and all, I sorta have enough on my plate." Setsuna let out a soft noise of comprehension and Mina gestured back at where Ochako and Izumi were standing side by side. "Ochako is our representative, Izumi is our vice. They settled things with a round of mouth-to-mouth combat."

Setsuna raised an eyebrow at that. "I think you mean hand-to-hand combat?"

Grinning widely, Izumi and Ochako shook their heads in unison. "She does not."

Looking back and forth, Vlad King - who was mentally Vlad King because Mina absolutely did not know his name and couldn't be bothered to ask Izumi - let out an exasperated sigh. "Are we all quite done yet? I understand that there are… connections… between our two classes, but I don't feel like this is an appropriate use of class time."

"Mmm?" Yui darted forward, pushing up onto her toes to kiss Mina on the lips as the rosette hung in Eijiro's grip. And speaking of cute costumes, Mina had never really tried to visualize what 'Twilight' looked like but Yui had a bustier and short shorts and knee high boots and fishnets, and looked completely amazing like that? Also, was that Stuart Semple's Blackest Black? Because the girl was just, like, a black hole of cute goth girlfriend. And her censor box weapon matched? So cool! Her mission accomplished, the ravenette bowed to Vlad King before scooting back over to join her classmates. "Mmm."

Reaching up, Vlad King pinched the bridge of his nose before looking over at Aizawa. "That one was even one of mine. How do you deal with this?"

Aizawa reached into his pocket, pulling out a metal flask and taking a long sip. "Day drinking."

Before either of the teachers could regain control of the class, Mina pulled free of Eijiro's grip and flitted back over to Monoma. "So wait, I never asked? You never told? I lack knowledge? How does your quirk work?"

Raising his hand, Monoma waggled his fingers playfully. "Would you like to find out?"

So it was touch based? Apart from Chisaki, Mina had never met a touch based quirk that did her wrong. And Monoma had a copy quirk, not a quirk stealing quirk, so what was the worst that could possibly happen to her? So Mina nodded eagerly, offering the blond a high five. "Let's fucking go!"

"Let's, erm, fucking go." Monoma reached up to press his hand against hers and then Mina watched in awe as he started to change. First he turned from blond haired to completely blond all over. As he stared down at his transformed hands with wide eyes, his sclera bled completely black like Mina's. Then horns began to poke up out of his considerably more carefully coifed hair, ruining his immaculate hairstyle. Looking up, Monoma winced. "This was a terrible idea."

Before she could ask why, Mina heard a loud tearing sound and the back of Monoma's black tuxedo jacket erupted as ten blond wings emerged from his back. Mina didn't have a good angle on it, but she assumed there was a tail situation too? Then she noticed something and she narrowed her eyes. "Wait, are you a-"

The front of Monoma's tattered jacket suddenly tented outward and he glanced down in dismay. "Evidently?"

"Monoma." Vlad King shot the boy - girl? - a deadpan look. "What was the literal one rule that I privately established with you on the first day of school?"

"Do not touch a heteromorph."

"And what did you do?"

"Touch a heteromorph."

"Wait, I have so many questions now." Mina circled around Monoma, her eyes sweeping up and down over what was very clearly a transformed girl. "Your quirk turns you into a fusion of you and another person?"

Monoma shook his head absently as he continued to inspect his transformed appearance. "Not quite, no. Like I said, I have a straight up copy quirk. Erm, with the very on the nose name of 'Copy'. I can copy up to three quirks at a time for up to ten minutes at a time and use them as my own. I've trained extensively to interpret the sensations that I feel when I take on a new quirk, allowing me to seamlessly use many quirks with a fair degree of skill."

Reaching up, Mina grabbed Monoma by the shoulders and shook… hmm. He probably still identified as a him and so assigning female pronouns would be impolite? So shook him by the shoulders. "But this raises even more questions! Why would copying my quirk turn you into a girl? Is my quirk, like, Holy Dragon Girl? Am I a boy with a quirk that turns me into a girl? Ahh! This is so weird! But intriguing!"

Itsuka raised her hand slowly. "Speaking of weird, is it weird that I find Monoma more tolerable like this?" Monoma and Mina looked over at the orange-haired girl, and she blushed a bit as she shrugged sheepishly. "No offense, Monoma, but you're kind of… a lot. I'm sure you're still a lot, but now I can just tune you out and…" Trailing off, she waved her hand up and down in Monoma's direction.

"Damn. Big sis is down bad." Reiko peered down the line at where they were standing. "Can't relate. It's still Monoma. No bueno." Turning, she bumped her fist against Pony's.

"You know what, I don't get paid enough for this." Vlad King stepped into the space between the two classes and stretched his arms upward. "Our joint training exercise is officially cancelled. Everyone back to the locker room and change. I'll… figure out some book work for you or something. But this is damn weird and I really don't want to find out how today can get any weirder."

Adopting a completely adorable pout, Monoma gestured down at himself. "I mean, it'll wear off in a matter of minutes. I can simply wait it out and participate in… what exactly are we supposed to be doing? Surely nothing with all forty of us at once. I can go in the second group for whatever we're doing."

Vlad King shook his head vehemently. "Nope. This is too weird. You guys are supposed to be the reasonably normal class compared to 1-A. I did not sign up for this shit." Turning, he marched off toward the school, leaving his class to groan unhappily before following.

"Hey, Neito." Blushing faintly, Eijiro rubbed the back of his head. "I'm pretty sure I'm not bi, but would you mind if I..?" Trailing off, he gestured back and forth between them before blushing a darker shade of red.

It took Monoma a moment to catch on, and then the blond grinned mischievously. "Really? You want our first kiss to be like this? In front of everyone? Like this?"

Eijiro shrugged. "I mean, unless you want to touch Mina again some time?"

After considering that for a moment, Monoma reached out and grabbed Eijiro, dipping the redhead before pressing his lips to Eijiro's. After a few seconds, he pulled the boy back upright and broke the kiss. "Well?"

"Yeah, I'm gay." Eijiro gestured back and forth between them. "Can we never mention this again?"

"You think Ashido is ever going to let you forget?"

She was not!

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"Just out of curiosity, how long is it going to take them to fix your costume?"

"I'm not really sure. Why?"

"Just wondering how bad I should personally feel about the whole thing." Mina shrugged as she started up the treadmill and stepped onto the belt, walking at a steady but not overly strenuous pace to start. "I mean, evidently you should have known better? So I don't really feel altogether that bad about it? But like, if you're going to be without a costume for a while because you turned into a dragon girl, I will feel sort of bad?"

Shrugging, Monoma stepped onto the neighboring treadmill as Eijiro started up the next one over. "It is what it is. As you so astutely pointed out, I broke a promise that I made to my teacher and I paid the price for my decision. At this point, he's well within his rights to tell the support students to make the repair an especially low priority repair to further drive home the lesson."

Mina furrowed her brow at that. That seemed sort of petty. Sure, Monoma had messed up and done something stupid, but to be fair? They were teenagers. Mina did stupid stuff on a fairly regular basis. Especially when she was horny. On the other hand, Aizawa would probably do that. Was being petty a job requirement to become a homeroom teacher? It couldn't be a standard teacher thing, because Kayama wasn't petty in the least. Hmm. Maybe she'd pick Nejire and Yuuyu's brains about that. Oh, and Kaina's? What was 1-C's homeroom experience like?

Shaking her head to clear it, Mina turned to face forward and grinned playfully at the sight of Kinoko's resting her chin on the top edge of the treadmill's console. "Are you going to join us? There's plenty of treadmills to go around."

"Maybe in a bit. I'm sort of enjoying myself at the moment." Kinoko's unique crosshatch pupils visibly rose and fell as she grinned. "Bounce, bounce, bounce."

Mina glanced down before shaking her head in amusement. "You know, I would make fun of you for how easily amused you are, but I'm the girl who intentionally walks behind you so I can stare at your butt. So… based."

Peering back over her shoulder, Kinoko stuck her butt out a little further. "Remind me to do squats today. Plenty of squats. My new costume will be ready by Wednesday. I decided to up my cheeky factor a bit. Haven't figured out the underwear situation yet. Have, uh, thirty-six hours to decide what I'm doing? Like, I feel like spankies defeats the purpose of a flirtily short skirt?"

"Hmm. I mean, Izumi just has straight up bikini cut panties on under hers, but she's literally powered by horniness so she's trying to balance propriety with quirk effectiveness." Mina braced her hands on the console, leaning forward to peek down at Kinoko's butt. Since, you know, the girl was offering and all. "You're more just wanting to be a little flirty so… maybe like cheer briefs? Higher leg hole cuts, but not… whole ass out any time your skirt flips up?"

Nibbling on her lower lip, Kinoko nodded. "You're probably right. I've been playing a dangerous game so far and I haven't gotten caught, but making my skirt shorter would up the risk factor to a point that goes from a bit of kinky fun to unacceptable risk." When Mina raised an eyebrow, Kinoko coughed softly into her fist. "Commando."

Wait, what? Kinoko hadn't been wearing… anything under her costume today? Mou! Now she absolutely regretted not having the joint training exercise! Granted if she'd gotten away with it this long, the chances of Mina seeing anything good were slim… but a girl could dream! Then something occurred to her. "Wait, what about your school uniform?"

Kinoko snorted softly. "You're kidding, right? This thing only goes halfway down my thigh. And it sways when you breathe too deeply." She looked away. "So yeah, commando."

Before Mina could reply, Monoma let out a gusty sigh. "There are other people… right here. Please stop saying things that I really don't need to hear." Kinoko pouted but Monoma was unmoved, pointing to the treadmill next to Mina. "Begone, thot. Either get your cardio in or go find something else to do."

"I will get on the treadmill to shut you up. But I'm going to be staring sideways at Mina the entire time." Kinoko slunk her way over to the neighboring treadmill and hopped onto it, setting her pace to match Mina's. "Mina, you're reasonably organized. Well, not really. Kinda? Sorta? Okay, where I was going with this is… where's everyone else? I honestly didn't expect to run into you here, I just wanted to get a little exercise to make up for the practical training being cut short."

Given that everyone was sharing their location with everyone else on their phones at the moment? Mina could probably answer that fairly easily. Well, the map wasn't precise enough to tell one classroom from another or anything, but it could at least nail down the main building versus satellite structures on campus. "Let us look. It says here that… Fuyumi is at the Endeavor Agency. Not sure if she's harassing her dad, cuddling with Moe, or possibly both. Yuu is… I'm guessing her dot is on her agency? Dorms or something? Oh shit, I'm a bad girlfriend. I have no idea which hero she's interning with. Which is even sadder because she's interning in Chiba. That's a hometown hero for me."

Kinoko shrugged. "Honestly, is it really relevant? Are you planning to visit her at work or something?"

The girl had a point? Because, uh, apart from running into Yuu on patrol… not really? Like, no disrespect to Fuyumi or anything, but Mina respected that Yuu was at work to work. "Point. Hmm, who else? Himiko is at Yaomomo's house, for obvious reasons. Yaomomo herself and Izumi look like they're on the highway? Best guess without zooming in. I'm assuming Izumi is visiting Eri? And, well, Yaomomo and Himiko. Saiko and Chitose are at Seiai; I don't know their campus well enough to know what's in what building. Everyone else is just… scattered across campus at the moment. Not sure who's doing what, but there's the LINE chat if you really want to know."

Kinoko thought for a moment before shaking her head. "Nah, I'm good. I was more of making idle conversation. Let's see. What else can we talk about? Um… how about Monoma's oppai today when he turned into you? Damn. I mean, damn."

Leaning forward, Monoma shot a narrow eyed look across Mina at the brunette. "I am right here, you know."

"Oh, I know." Kinoko grinned cheerfully before bringing her hands up to her chest. "Monoma, your oppai were amazing! You should absolutely touch Mina again. You should touch Mina regularly."

Scoffing, Monoma shook his head vehemently. "I should not and I will not. Once was more than enough for me, thank you very much."

Mina grinned and winked over at Kinoko before turning back to Monoma. "It kinda is a shame that your quirk and mine interact so badly. My fire has healing properties. I cannot think of a single downside to two heroes being able to heal people in the field at the same time."

Offering a laconic shrug, Monoma continued to jog on the treadmill. "It is what it is. I may try to see if Recovery Girl will let me copy her quirk. Because you're not wrong. Failing that, possibly your ravenette girlfriend with the ponytail? The one who can create things?"

"Oh, Yaomomo! Uh, probably Yaoyorozu to you." Mina cocked her head to the side as she regarded Monoma. Based on what she knew of Momo's quirk - which was decidedly simplistically and possibly partially misunderstood - she could see a flaw with that plan. "Her quirk works on her understanding how things work. Like, on a molecular level I think? Pretty sure that's how her quirk works."

Monoma's jaw dropped. "I'm sorry, what?" He shook his head incredulously. "You know what? I think maybe I'll stick to copying Eijiro's quirk a lot."

Frowning, Eijiro decided to join the conversation. "I mean, I don't really mind or anything but I feel like you're not giving yourself enough credit? You're really smart, Neito. Smarter than me."

Mina nodded and gestured to herself. "Definitely smarter than me and Kinoko. Not that it takes much in my case."

"Yeah, Mina's kind of dumb. But lovable? But dumb." Eijiro shot a teasing grin across at Mina, the rosette letting out a huff of mock offense. Then he turned his attention back to Monoma. "But yeah. I guess what I'm trying to say is… I believe in you. I bet that you could do anything if you put your mind to it. Including using Yaoyorozu's quirk if you wanted to."

Blushing faintly, Monoma ducked his head. "Thanks, Eijiro."

Mina grinned and winked at the pair of boys. "You know what else you can do if you put your mind to it? Kiri."

A loud bark of laughter escaped Kinoko. "Gay!"

Pretty much, yeah.

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Mina whistled sharply before holding her hands up in a T shape. "Everybody freeze!" The dark alley suddenly became motionless and the rosette's golden gaze swept back and forth accusingly. "What the absolute fuck is going on here, and why am I barefoot in an alley in my pajamas?"

In her defense, it was an reasonable question. Mina had been enjoying a fairly low key afternoon. School. Gym. Kinoko smooches in the locker room. Back to her house via Air Enmuko, catching her girlfriend shortly after she'd woken up. They'd had a snack together. Mina had done her homework. And then she'd curled up with a good book to wait for the hour of their nightly video chat to roll around. Suddenly, she wasn't in bed anymore? She was… she'd noticed Enmuko disappearing but hadn't really thought much of it. Where the hell even was she? Also-

Seven different green-haired individuals - three girls, three boys, and one who… Mina wasn't entirely sure about - all pointed over at a sword wielding figure clad in ragged clothing. "He's trying to kill us!"

"Lies." The man gestured to the one green-haired person that Mina definitively recognized. "I am here to kill All Might's daughter for sullying his legacy with her disgraceful behavior. I have no quarrel with the rest of you. I don't even know who you are."

Clearing her throat, Enmuko drew Mina's attention over to where she was slumped in a seated position against the wall. "He's possibly telling the truth. He paralyzed me to keep me out of the way, though. I think that's his quirk?"

"Oh hey, I didn't notice you there. Well, that's the how for this crazy adventure." Mina scampered over to crouch next to Enmuko, breathing a stream of golden fire over the girl. When she remained motionless on the ground, Mina frowned. "Okay, definitely some kind of quirk at work here. Apart from being paralyzed, are you okay?"

Enmuko let out a grunt. "Uh, I think I donkey punched reality with my quirk. I just sort of panicked and indiscriminately pulled, and I got… them? We're not dating any guys, right? Well, I mean, there's the Mineta situation. But like, we're not dating those guys, right?"

Uh, not last time Mina had checked? Had Izumi been indulging in some extracurricular activities and not told them? "We are not. But, uh, look at the two girls. Take away the green, change the hair, and… they sort of look like Izumi, don't they?"

"Now that you mention it, yeah, I can see it. Actually, they all look sorta like Izumi." Enmuko's eyes went wide. "Holy shit. We've gone full on Across the Izuverse."

That was… honestly so, so cool. She'd had no idea that Enmuko's powers could like, pierce the walls of reality? Could she meet her other selves at some point? Could they summon even more Izus? Mina had so many questions. But, uh, she should probably save them for later. "Okay. So I have a how: your quirk. I have a what: guy is trying to kill our Izumi. We even have a why: he thinks she's tarnishing All Might's legacy. Next question: who?" Mina peered at the unknown, evidently aggressive figure for a moment. "Wait, is that the Hero Killer? Are you guys fighting fucking Stain?"

An Izumi with a magnificent head of green braids reached up to rub the back of her head. "We were? Considering he's fairly actively trying to kill all seven of us, I'd kinda like to get back to that for the sake of my own continued health and all?"

Mina waved dismissively. "I'm barefoot in pajama pants and a tank top. I'm absolutely not fighting Stain of all people. Y'all have fun with that."

"For Asgard!" Hefting a truly impressive war hammer, the Izumi let loose a bolt of lightning that Stain just… straight up fucking dodged? Mina let out a low whistle of admiration; she wasn't necessarily fond of anyone trying to kill her girlfriend, but credit where credit was due. "Not trying to be full of myself or anything, but I have the power of Thor. How am I losing to some random guy with a sword?"

"You lack conviction." Snarling, Stain lunged toward the hammer wielding Izumi and spun in midair, ducking inside her guard and stabbing her in the gut. Or at least he attempted to? Mina watched in amazement as the sword hit the girl's stomach and bent with a sharp squeal. "What are you? My sword has never failed to fell my target."

Hammer Izumi grinned and shrugged sheepishly. "Power of Thor. I'm basically a goddess. I haven't tried it yet, but my girlfriend is fairly certain that I can bounce bullets at this point."

Stain huffed softly. "Irksome. I'll come back for you later." He lunged forward again, only to kick off of the girl and launch himself toward another one of the Izus. "I will say this again, though: I have no quarrel with most of you. Leave this place, and abandon this harlot to her well deserved fate. Or suffer the consequences."

"I still have absolutely no idea what's going on, but how could I ever call myself a hero if I abandoned someone in danger?" The biggest and bulkiest of the male Izus in the alley - and what even was the male version of Izumi - braced himself as he brought his hands up in front of him. Rings of power flashed into being in front of his palms, curling in on themselves before collapsing into disks of light that lashed outward. "Impulse Strike!"

Stain again proved remarkably agile as he dodged the… was the boy throwing around freaking lasers? So cool! The attacks burnt shallow furrows into the alley wall, with the boy cutting them off as soon as it was clear that he'd missed his target. He stared down at his hands in disbelief, giving another of the boys an opening to strike. Bursting into roiling emerald flames, he launched himself at Stain, throwing a punch at the man. "All Flare: 5% Detroit Smash!"

The sole remaining Izumi looked down at her fist and shook her head resignedly. "Great, we've got both fire and lightning covered already. I'm redundant. Oh well. Better do my part to make sure that I don't end up dead. Kacchan would kill me if I died." Bursts of blue flame erupted from her feet as the girl flew into battle, seamlessly flowing into an opening left by her male counterpart and unleashing a rapid fire series of flaming blows.

Rapid fire. Heh. Pun.

As the fiery duo tangled with Stain, Mina's Izumi came bounding over to her. "Mina! Hi! Okay, so, um, Stain wants to kill me. We've established that. That's the bad news. The good news it that Grandpa Bruce decided that he's in favor of me not dying and so he's going to give me his quirk."

Mina nodded in understanding, keeping half her attention on the battle and half her attention on Izumi. "Okay. What's your new quirk? And how are you going to use it to, uh, not die?"

"It's called Fa Jin? After the Chinese martial arts technique?" Izumi scratched the back of her head as she thought. "According to Grandpa Bruce, I can build up kinetic energy by doing repetitive motions, and then release it to power myself up. I'm figuring I can probably stack it with Succubus to be even more superhuman, but I'm a little stuck on how to manage 'repetitive movements' in the middle of a battle."

Eyes widening, Mina darted behind Izumi and dropped into a crouch. She reached up, her hands resting on the verdette's ass cheeks. "Oh my god, I know the perfect way for you to fit this into your persona." Izumi looked back over her shoulder and Mina grinned widely. "Twerk, Izumi. You need to twerk."

Izumi stared at Mina in disbelief. "You want me to what?"

"Repetitive motions! Shaking your butt is a repetitive motion!" Mina squeezed Izumi's ass and then jiggled it enthusiastically. "Shake your big green butt, girlfriend! Shake your butt to power up Fa Jin, eat the horny it creates with Succubus, and then… smash!"

Izumi shook her ass hesitantly, and then her wide green eyes got even wider. "Wait, I can feel that." She shook her ass a little bit more energetically and she let out an incredulous laugh. "Oh my god, you're right, this is actually working." Bending forward, she bounced her ass up and down. "I'm shaking my ass for justice!"

The Izu of indeterminate gender skidded to a stop in front of them, staring at the entire tableau in disbelief. "Um, not trying to be critical of your self-expression or anything but is now… really the time for this sort of thing?"

"It's the best time for this sort of thing!" Izumi gave one last shake and then darted past her critic to grab the third boy's head in both hands. "So if we are all versions of me then this is going to be weird but just go with it."

Pressing her lips to the boy's, Izumi hung on as he flailed frantically, managing to get a solid three or four seconds in before he pushed her away. "You can't just kiss me! I have a girlfriend! Six girlfriends, actually!"

Izumi scoffed, rubbing her nails against her chest. "Amateur. I have twenty-six."

The boy's jaw dropped. "Okay, so the bonding quirk isn't the only reason I have a polycule. That's good to know."

"Hold that thought." Green lightning crackled around Izumi as she ran and kicked off the wall, spinning herself around in midair to line up her attack. "Butt Cannon!"

And then she slammed her ass into Stain's face with superhuman force.

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Stain caught some serious airtime from Izumi's Butt Cannon, sailing out of the alley and out into the city street proper. The various Izus exchanged looks before giving chase, following him out into the street. And how they were going to beat vigilante charges while street fighting with Stain, Mina had no idea.

Hoisting Enmuko up onto her back to keep her from being left behind, Mina's feet left the disgusting alley ground as she casually floated off in pursuit of her girlfriend and her… what was the proper term for them? They weren't doppelgängers because none of them actually looked like her. Alters? Variants? But yeah. She was flying casually. Nothing to see here, just a pink girl and her paralyzed cloud passenger.

Screams rang out as the public took notice of the fight, people immediately turning and fleeing the scene. Then - as the public tended to do these days - they promptly reversed course and formed a ragged perimeter around the fight. "Is that All Might's daughter?!"

"How many green girls with wings do you think there are?"

"You know what, man, fuck you."

Mina smothered a laugh as she merged into the growing crowd, watching as the combined Izus continued to tangle with Stain. The flaming boy and girl quickly formed an effective team, with the girl letting off blasts of blue fire at Stain that the boy absorbed on the opposite side of their opponent, transmuting them into green fire that he sent back out at Stain. The boy that Izumi had kissed, the Izu of indeterminate gender, and her Izumi were all more of melee fighters, although despite moving at beyond human speeds, none of the three seemed to be able to land a solid blow as they darted in and out around the two different colors of flames. Above them, hammer girl and laser boy circled the fray, contributing shots when they could, none of which landed on the incredibly agile Stain.

The flaming girl Izumi skidded to a stop near Mina, looking over at her before doing a double take. "I'm pretty sure but just to be certain… Mina? Is that you?"

Nodding excitedly, Mina waved to the girl. "Hi! Do you know me? Are we friends where you come from?"

"Uh, yeah. You're just looking a little more…" Trailing off, she gestured to her back. "Than I'm used to."

"Mou, do I not have wings in your world? That's so boring! What am I, just pink or something?" Mina leaned in toward the girl, eyes widening excitedly. "What else can you tell me? Are we dating? Or are you dating someone else? A girl? Or, ugh, a boy? Izumi is pan, so I suppose it could be either."

The flaming Izumi shook her head. "I'm single at the moment. I'm a little focused on my own stuff. Not really looking to distract myself. If I did, though, it'd be a girlfriend. I go that way." She paused, looking Izumi up and down. "Uh, now that I'm experiencing it, I'm a little sad that my Mina doesn't have wings. That's a really cool look. And, uh, cloud girl. Hi. I have no idea who you are."

Enmuko chuckled ruefully. "My name is Enmuko. I'm the reason you're here, evidently. I'd offer to shake your hand, but I'm a little paralyzed at the moment."

"You called your version Izumi. I'm Izumi too. That's going to get confusing." The girl racked her brain for a moment before perking up. "Call me Azumi. I'm not going to explain it. But I'll get it."

Breaking away from the fight, Izumi bound over to join them. "Need to pull away to charge up. God, I can't wait until, erm, Dynasty is strong enough that I can go all out the way my dad does."

Azumi looked over at her counterpart curiously. "Charge up by… do you really get power from shaking your ass?"

Nodding earnestly, Izumi offered a peace sign. "And kissing people. It's part of why Stain hates me."

"Uh, just putting this out there, but…" Azumi looked from Izumi to Mina and back before blushing faintly. "I'm people."

Tumbling over to them, the indeterminate Izu hopped to their feet and looked over at them. "I am not people. You can keep that to yourself, thank you very much." And then they lunged back into the battle.

Mina pumped her fist into the air excitedly. She liked kissing Izumi, but she was equally fond of watching Izumi kiss other girls. And this was going to be a super cool kiss because it was two Izumis. "Let's fucking go! Swap some spit, ladies!" She began pumping her fist into the air. "Kiss! The! Girl! Kiss! The! Girl!"

As the crowd took up the chant, Izumi looked around and then grinned at Azumi. "You know what they say. Gotta give the people what they want." And then she swept Azumi into her arms, curling her tail around one of the girl's legs as she mashed their lips together.

And it was a good fucking kiss, too. After a few seconds, Azumi started getting into it. There was definitely spit being swapped. Mina could see some tongue? Azumi was playing with Izumi's hair. Hell yeah, this shit was hot. The mostly male crowd cheering them on wasn't really her thing, but it seemed to do something for Izumi so… get it, girl?

When they broke apart, Izumi's eyes were sparkling and she grinned widely at her counterpart. "Wow, you are… really into me. That's interesting."

Azumi shrugged nonchalantly. "What? I'm hot. You're hot. We're all hot here."

"We are hot!" Giggling, Izumi bounded away a pace or two and then turned her back to the crowd. Peeking back over her shoulder, she pumped one fist into the air in imitation of All Might's victory pose and began to shake her ass again. As the crowd cheered even louder, Stain let out an outraged howl and knocked the others away from him. "That's my cue, everybody. Time to show him one of my dad's best moves. Say it with me, everybody!"

"DETROIT!"

"SMASH!"

Wreathed in crackling green lightning, Izumi launched herself through the air toward Stain, smashing her fist dead into the man's face. Evidently too busy being outraged by her conduct, he completely failed to dodge and there was the sound of breaking bones as Izumi's fist shattered his cheek. He collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut, and Izumi hit the ground on the other side of him, skidding to a stop. "You guys don't have to worry about Stain anymore. Why? Because… I am here!"

As the crowd began to cheer wildly, Mina - with Enmuko in tow-  followed Azumi as the girl made her way over to Stain's prone form. The others quickly joined them and Azumi raised an eyebrow. "Okay, so, on my bingo card for first month of high school, I did not have getting teleported to another universe and watching a serial killer get taken out by a weaponized ass drop. Did anybody else? This is surreal, right? It's not just me?"

"Oh no, this is very surreal. It's like a nightmare that I don't seem to be waking up from." The unknown Izu scrubbed a hand over their face before sighing. "I just wanna go find Himiko and curl up and wait for this all to be over."

Mina leaned in excitedly. "I'm sorry, did you say Himiko? Like Toga Himiko?" The Izu nodded and Mina clapped her hands together. "Izumi and I are dating her! She's the stay at home mother of our illegally adopted daughter!"

Blinking slowly, the Izu shook their head. "Can you just… stop talking? You're honestly just making this entire thing worse."

Izumi raised her hand. "Okay, so, I get that there's two girl mes. And three boy mes. And I'm sorry if this is rude, but which are you supposed to be?"

"…there are so many better ways that you could have phrased that." The Izu groaned again, shaking their head. "Let's start with a name. I mostly go by Kyu. And my pronouns are she/her. I'm transgender." At Izumi's surprised look, she shrugged defensively. "It's a work in progress. I'm, uh, an egg in the microwave?"

Izumi flapped her hands. "No, no, that's valid. Transition is a process. I'm just surprised, but also a little excited? Like, there's a version of me with gock. That's super cool."

Opening and closing her mouth, Kyu sighed despondently. "Of course that's your take. Why wouldn't that be your take?"

Izumi pouted for a moment before deciding that discretion was the better part of valor and turning to the male variant of herself that she'd kissed. "First of all, name? I have no idea what the male version of Izumi should be."

The boy perked up. "Oh! I'm Izuku! Nice to meet you. I… always figured that all of me across the multiverse would be Izuku. Are you guys Izuku?" The two other boys nodded in agreement. "Huh. So I'm the rule rather than the exception. That's kinda cool."

"Okay, nice to meet you Izuku. And Izuku and Izuku. I'm going to figure out nicknames in a minute because otherwise, that's going to get very confusing." Izumi leaned in toward the Izuku that she'd kissed, lowering her voice a bit. "Second question. Why did I hear 'thump-thump-click' when I kissed you?"

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"You know, I'd be a little weirded out that you're the reincarnation of a fictional character but our illustrious leader breaks the fourth wall, so who the fuck even knows."

"I'm sorry, I'm a what?" Azumi looked from Kyouka to Yui with wide eyes. "Azula is a fictional character in this reality?"

Yui nodded and pulled out her phone. "Mmm. We'll show you. And play footsie." Shooting a wink across at Kyouka, the two girl scooted in closer to Azumi as Yui called up a video on her phone. "Here."

Cocking her head to the side, Azumi let out a soft whistle. "Wow, they drew me kinda hot. I'm not mad about this."

Aww, good to know that her instincts had been right about inviting a select few members of the hoard to join her for the evening. Azumi, Yui, and Kyouka were definitely getting off on the right foot. Playing footsie with said foot, evidently. Mina let her gaze sweep downward along the table. After bailing them out with what was a thinly veiled 'I'm the number one hero so try and stop me', All Might had collected them and brought them to the nearby Denny's to sort things out. The Denny's because… well, it had probably seen weirder.

All Might was currently in a serious discussion with the bulky Izuku - Izumi still hadn't managed to convince them to accept nicknames - while the flaming Izuku sat next to Yui and contentedly munched on a stack of pancakes while listening in on the conversation about firebenders. Izumi sat at All Might's right hand, with the kissed Izuku sitting next to her with a thousand kilometer stare on his face. Kyu was next to the bulky Izuku, blushing faintly as she ate with one hand and held hands with Himiko using the other. Which was just… thank god they'd found a way to calm the girl down, because she was a fucking handful.

Seriously, could she just go get her toppy sloppied by Himiko in the Denny's bathroom or something? Damn, the girl needed to chill the fuck out.

Sitting at her side was her favorite pint sized engine of thirst and foot fetish, because Fuyumi was a self-professed Norse mythology nerd and Mina knew the girl would never forgive her if she missed a chance to meet what was basically a Norse goddess. On Mina's other side was Ochako because… well, she was Izumi's nesting partner. Of course Mina had included Ochako. And Enmuko rounded out the group, doing her best to be as invisible as possible as the cause of the whole situation.

Looking at the girl sitting opposite her, Mina winked one golden eye playfully. "Hey. Come here often?"

The girl who had eagerly proclaimed herself to be Thorzumi giggled softly at the bad pick up line. "I do not. Also, sorry if I'm staring. I'm not used to you being pink. Or…" Reaching up, she gestured to her back. Then she waved her hand at Fuyumi. "Also, I've never seen you before so this is also new and interesting to me."

Fuyumi winked at the girl playfully. "Any chance you'd be willing to let me see your feet? I've never see a goddess's feet before."

At Thorzumi's wide eyed look, Mina snickered softly. "Yeah, that's kinda her thing. Um, do you think you can spend our yen in your world? Because she'll pay you for the privilege."

"Uh, since this is clearly a fetish thing, I think I'm going to politely decline?" Thorzumi reached up to play with one of her braids. "Sorry, I just feel like… actually, Amora would probably encourage me. Kára and Göndul wouldn't really be thrilled about me giving some random girl any sort of sexual fulfillment, though."

That was fair. Also, Mina had questions about not feet things, so she was just going to… steer the conversation back around to where it had been before Fuyumi had been horny on main. "Another universe where I don't have wings? How boring!" Mina thought for a moment before frowning. "Wait, I'm not pink in your world? What do I look like, then?"

Thorzumi reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone. "You used to be pink, but you're not anymore. That's why seeing you pink is weird for me." She flipped through her phone for a few seconds before activating the holographic projector function. Mina still didn't get why phones continued to include them after the practically non-existent adoption by the population. Gee, people didn't want to walk around waving their whole ass business out where the world could see it. Who would have thought? "Here you are. This is what you look like in my universe."

Cocking her head to the side, Mina studied the image. She was like… gold? Not like a shade of yellow, either, a metallic gold. Both her skin and her hair. Her eyes were the same and she had these cute curly wiggly horn things instead of the black horns that she was used to seeing in the mirror. All in all, super cute but uh, very metallic? "How did I start out pink and turn gold?"

"Oh, you're the avatar of a goddess." Mina's jaw dropped and Thorzumi giggled. "Yeah, you're the earthly avatar of Katali, the Sovereign goddess of love. So you look like a Sovereign in my universe. Um, what else is different? Kyouka… looks the same. Yui, I don't think I've met yet, so no comment there."

Fuyumi raised an eyebrow. "And you've never met me."

Shaking her head, Thorzumi paused. "Wait, you introduced yourself as a Todoroki, and I have…" Dragging her fingers over her phone screen, she rapidly cycled through pictures before stopping on one of a girl who was pretty much bisected down the middle. "I have Todoroki Shouko?"

"Huh. That sorta looks like my brother Shouto, but… well, a girl for one." Fuyumi leaned in closer. "Also, I have no idea why she's blue on one side? And is that a horn on the blue side? And Shouto has a blue right eye, not red."

Leaning in from her spot next to Thorzumi, Ochako gestured to herself. "What about me? What do I look like?"

Thorzumi perked up and began flipping through images again. "Oh, you look… actually mostly the same in my universe? Slight palette swap." The image that came up was definitely Ochako, but with green-tipped brown hair? "What's your quirk? My Ochako is descended from a legendary magnokine and… something something lab baby? I don't really understand it, to be honest, but we're not close enough yet for me to ask her in depth questions."

"Zero Gravity. I can remove gravity from anything I touch with all five fingers." Grinning wickedly, Ochako looked over at Mina and made a beckoning gesture before leaning in toward Thorzumi and lowering her voice. "Okay, I need to know. Does Tsuyu have a giant fucking frog dick in your reality too?"

Groaning, Thorzumi scrubbed her hand over her face before nodding. "She flirts with me and my polycule constantly. I have to admire the dedication, but… I'm not even human anymore and even I'm afraid of that thing."

Before Mina could respond, they discovered that their conversation hadn't been quite quiet enough when Azumi decided to share her own thoughts. "She has it in my world, too. I think that's just a Tsuyu thing, to be honest."

The two sets of girls looked over at the boy that they were talking across, and the flaming Izuku blushed darkly before shrugging. "I barely know her so I have no idea. If she does, though, that's completely her own business and none of mine."

Himiko looked over at Kyu, who promptly blushed violently and ducked her head. "She does. She's made a few passes at me but, uh…" Trailing off, she raised the hand that was holding Himiko's.

Cooing softly, Himiko leaned in and rubbed her cheek against Kyu's. "It's super cute that you're loyal to me, but that thing is literally life changing. When you get home, you should talk to your Himiko about getting a hall pass or something. You need to experience it at least once in your life."

Kyu opened and closed her mouth several times, before looking back down at her breakfast. "I will take that under advisement."

"What about your Tsuyu?" Izumi nudged the kissed Izuku in the side, breaking him out of his stupor. When he looked at her in askance, she held her hands up in front of her. "Does your Tsuyu have a huge frog dick? Yes or no? Inquiring minds want to know."

Izuku opened and closed his mouth several times before making a consternated noise. "Does she? We just started dating. I… is that actually a standard Tsuyu thing?" He looked over at Izumi's hands, and his eyes widened. "Wait, when you say huge, you mean…" He held his own hands up the same distance apart.

The bulky Izuku sighed. "Before anyone asks, she's a classmate and barely an acquaintance at best. But even if I knew, I wouldn't talk about her like that with you." He let out a soft grunt. "Absolute savages, the lot of you."

All Might nodded in agreement. "Can we please just have… one conversation where I don't have to hear something that I want to get removed by a memory wiping quirk?"

Smirking wickedly, Izumi reached up and wrapped her arm around the shoulders of the boy next to her. "So, about the fact that you're crushing on your variant and now we're soulmates or something…"

Izuku let out a noise similar to a squeaky toy.

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"I challenge you to mouth-to-mouth combat!"

"…I think you mean hand-to-hand combat?"

"I do not!" Standing with her hands on her hips, a blushing Ochako stared intently at the bulky Izuku. "I don't think I'm bisexual but I feel like if I'm ever going to find out, kissing a boy version of one of my girlfriends is the best way to do it." She reached up, poking his chest. "So yeah. Mouth-to-mouth combat. You and me. Do you accept?"

The bulky Izuku chuckled lowly as he pushed back a little from the table. "I feel like my own Ochako would be mad at me if I wasn't properly appreciative of her other dimensional selves." He paused, cocking his head to the side. "Knowing Ochako, she would be, uh, properly appreciative of you too."

Giggling, Ochako slid into his lap. "Is that an option? I mean, all jokes about me and Yui aside, I feel like I'd like to try that at least once at some point." Looking back over her shoulder, she pointed commandingly at Enmuko. "Enmuko! Summon another me!"

A soft chuckle escaped Enmuko as she shook her head. "I will not. I still haven't figured out how to get these ones home. I feel like that's a problem we should solve before we start messing with the multiverse any further."

"Wait a second, wait a second." Mina looked around with wide eyes. "Could that actually be a viable battle tactic? Like, imagine how fast we could beat even the toughest villains if we just flooded the battlefield with dozens of hoard members?"

Enmuko shrugged. "If you can figure out how to send them home afterward? I'd be open to it. Until then?" She gestured around the table at the six foreign Izus. "Not so much."

Mou! Mina needed to figure this whole thing out and fast! Imagine how many girls she could kiss if she had access to all the girls in the multiverse? Maybe there was even a girl Mineta! Would that be weird? He was a metamour. Eh. Close enough to kiss in her opinion.

Morbidly curious about the entire thing, Mina peered over at Ochako and her Izuku as the brunette leaned in toward him. Suddenly, Izuku held up a hand. "You know, my Ochako has a bit of a baby face but not like you. I just sorta realized something, and I have a sinking suspicion that it's true. How… how old are you?"

"Uh, fifteen? Sixteen feels forever away because my birthday is in December." Ochako looked over at the others uncertainly and then back down at Izuku. "Why? How old are you?"

Izuku reached up and rubbed the back of his head awkwardly. "Eighteen? Like a proper first year hero student?"

Thorzumi leaned forward to peer over at the boy. "How is that a 'proper first year hero student'? I'm fifteen and in the hero course at UA High School."

Nodding in agreement, the flaming Izuku held up his hand. "Same. I know there's college programs for late bloomers, but most heroic education in my world is high schools."

Izumi's Izuku likewise nodded. "I'm fifteen. Almost sixteen, but still fifteen. Heroic education is primarily high schools in my world too."

Stretching her arms up over her head, Kyu peered over at Himiko curiously. "I'm fifteen too. You're still sixteen here, right? You've always been the older woman who corrupts me. I feel like it'd be weird to lose that dynamic."

Giggling, Himiko nodded rapidly. "I am! Wanna get a little more corrupted in the alley behind Denny's? I'm down for it."

Kyu let out a snort. "I do not."

Boo. Girl seriously needed her toppy sloppied in Mina's opinion.

You know who else needed their toppy sloppied? Mina. The rosette peered over at Enmuko thoughtfully. Once they got this whole thing figured out, they were going to summon Minas until one of them had a gock. Maybe it wouldn't be a big pink dragon dick, but surely one of her variants out there somewhere in the multiverse had to have a dick… right?

Before she could get further distracted by what may or may not have still constituted autofellatio, Azumi spoke up. "I'm eighteen. Heroic education starts at eighteen in my world too. I guess they just… aren't really in to child soldiers? Or something?"

"Or your author was posting on a Discord server where they don't allow underage sex and she really wanted to fit in." Mina shrugged lazily. "The whole thing being super sus because there's an entire channel of questionably aged Himiko porn being posted."

Himiko nodded sagely. "As there should be. I am amazing."

Azumi looked around uncertainly before returning her attention to Mina and leaning in. "Can you… actually break the fourth wall? Do you know something?"

Scoffing, Mina waved dismissively. "Me? Know anything? Perish the thought. No, this is all just a comedy bit for me. Is it working?"

Azumi shrugged. "Not… really? But whatever. So yeah. I'm eighteen too. Now I'm kinda wishing I lived in your worlds? Izuku and I wasted three whole years that we could have spent learning to be better heroes."

"Actually, I tested out of high school and spent those three years on I-Island doing, uh, let's call it an internship." From his spot under Ochako, Izuku peered up at her. "Are you going to move any time soon? I feel like whatever little mood there could possibly be when we're sitting in a Denny's is completely destroyed at this point."

Ochako shrugged but made no effort to remove herself from her spot. "I'm thinking. I mean, Moe is seventeen. Yuu is seventeen. Like, a three year difference isn't really any worse than a two year difference, is it?"

Coughing into her fist, Thorzumi blushed faintly. "If it helps any, two of my girlfriends are over three hundred and the third was born in the seventeenth century?"

Ochako stared at the verdette with wide eyes. "It… does not."

"Wait, what?" The flaming Izuku stared at his neighbor with an equally surprised expression. "How does… how does that even work?"

Thorzumi's blush intensified a bit at the scrutiny. "Uh, Kára and Göndul are both the Asgardian version of teenagers. They're like, a little older than me developmentally but not hugely more mature than me. Amora is… complicated? But it could be a lot worse. My friend Momo's girlfriends are both over well over a millennia old."

Perking up, Mina pressed her hands against the table as she leaned forward. Ochako's quandary was significantly less interesting to her than an alternate Momo who also kissed girls. "Pictures. I demand pictures. And explanations. But especially pictures."

Obliging her, Thorzumi pulled out her phone again and dug around for a moment before activating the hologram projector and displaying an image of the singularly prettiest African girl that Mina had ever seen. Then she started to notice things. The distinct spiky ponytail, albeit with cornrows running along the top of her head. The eyes were the same, even if the face they were staring out of wasn't entirely. And, uh, wow. Yaoyoroppai in every universe. "Meet Yaoyorozu Momo. Daughter of Wakanda."

Leaning in, Kyouka let out a low whistle. "Would."

Azumi nodded slowly in agreement as she stared at the image in disbelief. "Absolutely would."

Izumi's Izuku hesitantly raised his hand as he stared at the hologram raptly. "I would also like to make her acquaintance?"

Based! Mina reached out to grab Thorzumi's phone, the verdette surrendering it willingly with a giggle. The rosette began flipping through the images rapidly, creating a dizzying splash of holographic light above the table. The next image was Momo in some sort of sleek black costume with gleaming metal accents. One of Momo in her costume with a mask that looked… it was sort cat-like was the vibe Mina was getting? Then she hit jackpot: Momo with two spectacularly beautiful white girls even taller than her impressive stature. "Who are these lovely specimens of femininity?"

"Loki is the ravenette. Sigyn is the blonde. They're Momo's sugar babies." Mina's jaw dropped and Thorzumi erupted into laughter. "I wish I was making this up but I'm not. They're both thousand year old goddesses and they decided to masquerade as a pair of young women and register with the Universe Club. Momo went looking for love and, well, it was love at first payment."

Mina absolutely could not poke fun, what with her deciding to date her single most lucrative simp and all. And so she decided to just… keep digging. More Momo. Momo and Thorzumi. Thorzumi and a very diverse trio of girls, looking adorably happy together. Was that… Mei? Pink hair, goggles, bazoomahuengas. It had all the hallmarks of Mei. But, uh, she was black? Huh. Interesting. After a few more pictures, she stumbled onto the one of herself that Thorzumi had first shown her, and then one of her with Thorzumi. And one of her with Tsuyu? Who was… not biracial in Thoruzmi's reality? Weird! But also… "Aww, I'm cute. We're cute. And… wahh, Himiko, look! You're in our class with us!"

Relinquishing her grip on Kyu, Himiko leaned in with a faint gasp. "Oh my gosh, I am! Look at me in the uniform! I actually look really cute! I may need to ask Momo to make me one when I get home." Mina flicked to the next picture and Himiko cocked her head to the side. "What the heck?"

"Oh, that's how most of us know Himiko." Thorzumi retook her phone, flipping back to the image of Himiko in the uniform, whose hair Mina suddenly noticed was in a very familiar braided style. "This is Mitsuri." She advanced to the next image: Himiko with her trademark messy buns in a peculiar costume made of bands of white fabric with golden accents. "This is Himiko. Also known as Sailor Moon Knight."

Himiko pouted faintly at that. "Himiko and Mitsuri. How familiar. So I'm damaged in every dimension. How depressing."

Turning to Enmuko, Mina jerked a thumb in Himiko's direction. "New idea: we summon all the Himikos in existence so we can give them all hugs."

Enmuko nodded solemnly. "Bet."

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"Wait, I just realized I never got my kiss! I sat there thinking about it for so long that All Might came back from paying the check and then we left!"

Mina giggled as she looked over at a stricken Ochako. The brunette was staring across the aisle at where the three Izukus were sitting in a row as the train hurtled toward Roppongi, where All Might had graciously agreed to host the spare Izus for the night. She bumped her shoulder against the brunette's playfully. "I mean, I'm still not huge on this idea because it's a boy, but if you insist… he's literally right there. And we're stuck on the train together. He can't get away."

The Izuku in question raised an eyebrow at that. "There's a bathroom on either end of the car. I can absolutely get away."

A derisive snort escaped Mina at that. "Oh yes, allow the amorous girl to corner you in the bathroom. That'll definitely make the whole situation better for you."

Izuku furrowed his brow at that. "Hmm. Not one of my better ideas, no."

In the middle seat, the flaming Izuku looked over at his more muscular counterpart. "Honestly, I would just go with it. I mean, a cute girl who's evidently the variant of your actual girlfriend wants to kiss you? There are a lot worse things that could be happening to you, friend. I mean, I'd volunteer for it but I've never kissed a girl before and I don't want my first kiss to be with someone I'm probably never going to see again. No offense, Ochako. You seem great."

Before they could continue bantering - or Ochako could work up the courage to go over there and do something about her lack of kiss - there was a flash of light and Mina looked over to find a glowing orangish rectangle thing standing in the train car's aisle a row or two ahead of them. Then a very friendly looking older white man stepped out, followed by two distinctly less friendly looking individuals in black armor. "Hello! I imagine that you've all had quite a day."

Surging to his feet, All Might shoved his way past Izumi into the aisle, looming threateningly over the man. "Who are you? And how did you get onto this train?"

The man jerked a thumb back over his shoulder at the glowing rectangle. "Time Door. Bit of a misnomer since they also traverse the multiverse these days, but… until they tell me there's a new name for them? Time Door. And I'm Agent Mobius. Let me just say that it is an absolute honor to make your acquaintance, All Might."

"You know who I am, then." All Might leaned into the man's personal space. "Which means you know exactly how this is going to go if you've come here with the intent of harming my daughter's variants. Why? Because… I am here."

Shivering, Mobius clapped his hands together excitedly. "First of all, you have no idea how cool it is to hear that in person. I mean, it's your catchphrase. It's huge. I love it. Very intimidating. Not really loving it aimed at me, though, if I'm going to be honest with you."

All Might reached up to poke the man's chest with his finger. "Perhaps you should get to the part where you explain why you're here, then?"

"Well, I'm definitely not here to harm them. Quite the opposite, as a matter of fact." Mobius gestured to the row of Izukus and then the two Izumis and Kyu behind them. "We're just here to help sort out the multiversal incursion. It's sorta what the TVA does these days. Oh, and I'm supposed to give one 'Enmuko' a slap on the wrist. She's not in trouble, per se, since this was an accident and all. We'd really prefer if she didn't do this sort of thing again, though."

Enmuko swallowed nervously. "Uh, consider me chastised, Mister Mobius. I will absolutely not fuck with dimensional barriers again."

Pouting, Mina looked over at her girlfriend. "But what about our grand plan to try and hug every Himiko?"

After meeting Mina's pleading gaze for a moment, Enmuko looked back to Mobius and amended her statement. "I may fuck with dimensional barriers again, but only for noble reasons?"

"That's all we ask." Mobius turned back to All Might and smiled brightly. "We don't even have to prune this continuity because your daughter was supposed to defeat Stain anyway. Things didn't unfold quite the way they were supposed to… but all's well that ends well. Close enough for horseshoes and hand grenades, as they say. So if the rest of these lovely variants can come with me, we'll get their memories reset and have them back to their own realities in no time."

Izumi's eyes widened. "We're going to have our memories reset?"

Shaking his head, Mobius gestured to the row of Izukus again. "You're not. This whole mess got caught on camera; we can't have you showing up with no memory of your own fight. Also, asking Enmuko not to do this again and then erasing her memory of this conversation would be counterproductive. At the same time? We'd like to limit knowledge of the multiverse and interdimensional travel as much as possible. So your variants are all going to be carefully reset and then returned to the exact place and time that Enmuko took them from."

"But wait! What about…" Tumbling out of her seat, Izumi scurried up the aisle to stand next to the Izuku that she'd bonded with. "We have a bond now. What's going to happen to that?"

Mobius made an uncomfortable expression at her question. "Yeah, that actually caused the nexus event that alerted us to all of this going on. There's a certain amount of natural drift between realities. Mad science. Superhuman powers. Magic. People come, people go, we can't stop it all. But two variants meeting? Two variants meeting and falling in love? Huge no-no. Absolute abomination." Pausing, he consulted with a small handheld computer for a moment. "According to this, one or both of you can choose to voluntarily sever the bond which… should eliminate any complications when it comes to resetting Izuku?"

Pouting, Izumi flicked her tail out to wrap around Izuku's arm possessively. "Do we have to? I mean, isn't there an alternative? I have no idea where this is going but as crazy as my life has been since the entrance exam, this is the absolute craziest thing in a string of crazy things and I really want to see where things go from here."

"Well, uh…" Mobius scratched the back of his head before shrugging uncertainly. "He's kinda needed in his reality. The only alternative I can really think of is pruning it and allowing him to stay here."

Izuku raised an eyebrow. "And when you say prune, you mean..?"

Grimacing, Mobius looked away. "Well, you actually have the distinct honor of being the anchor being for your reality. Without you present, the entire thing would slowly wither away and die. There was recently a huge scandal with someone trying to deploy a time ripper without authorization to truncate a timeline whose anchor being had died. Personally, I would probably just apply for permission to prune it from the point of deviation. Don't have to worry about it withering if it never existed in the first place. Which, to finally directly answer your question, pruning effectively means that it would cease to exist. Your reality and all the beings in it."

Staring up at Izumi with wide eyes, Izuku gulped before offering a tremulous smile. "So, uh, how do we break that bond?"

Even as Mobius leaned in and began speaking in low tones with the bonded pair, Mina nudged Ochako gently. "I mean, if you're gonna do it, now's the time. You're not going to get another shot at this."

"You know what? You're right." Ochako nodded in determination before rising from her seat. Thankfully, the row in front of the Izukus was empty, allowing Ochako to tumble over the seat back and into her chosen Izuku's lap. Reaching up, she grabbed his head between her hands and pressed her lips to his.

In the aisle, Mobius looked over at the two of them and sighed. "I mean, it could be worse. At least she's not kissing herself."

A few seconds later, Ochako came floating back along the ceiling to avoid the congestion in the aisle, and Mina reached up to snag the girl and pull her back down into her seat so she could release her quirk. The rosette raised an eyebrow and leaned in. "So?"

Ochako shook her head. "Nope. Definitely still a lesbian. So, I mean…" Craning her neck, she waved to the row of girl Izus. "Anyone else looking to get kissed? I really feel like forgetting all about that little experiment."

When Thorzumi and Kyu remained silent, Azumi hesitantly raised her hand. "I mean, I'm still people. I'm even a girl people, which seems to work in my favor at the moment."

As Ochako floated off in pursuit of another kiss, Mina turned to Enmuko. "You know what, this was fun. We should absolutely do this again sometime soon."

"I mean, you heard what he said. It was the whole Izucest shenanigans that brought the fuzz down on us. As long as we keep it in our pants around our own variants, we should be safe?" Enmuko looked both ways before leaning in and lowering her voice. "I mean, we haven't solved the problem of how to get people home, which I feel like we should before we do any further multiversal exploring… but yeah, this was kinda fun, not gonna lie."

It was, though!

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"Someone asked the author's coworker to see their feet today at work so… guess what?"

"Feet chapter! Yay!"

As the other girls groaned, Mina switched to the rear facing camera and panned her tablet down to focus on her feet for a few seconds, wiggling her toes playfully. Fuyumi let out a wolf whistle at the display, making Mina giggle. She still didn't understand why there was a demand for her supply, but she didn't need to understand to fulfill it. Saiko cleared her throat politely. "I think I speak for everyone but Fuyumi when I say… I think we have more important things to talk about than your feet, Mina."

Fuyumi scoffed derisively. "There is nothing more important to me than Mina's feet."

Switching back to the front facing camera, Mina raised an eyebrow at that. "What about, I don't know, the rest of me?"

"I mean, yeah, you're pretty awesome. Love you. But I mean… your feet are divine. They're so soft. And warm. And you have really, really cute toes. And you put so much care into making sure your nails are always well cared for." Fuyumi shrugged. "I don't know. I just like your feet."

Momo let out a pained sigh. "Can we please talk about what the rest of us got to witness on the news earlier? I am not necessarily averse to an, erm, foot chapter? But I feel like there are more important matters at hand at this exact moment."

Snickering softly, Fuyumi shook her head. "The important matters are at foot at the moment." That earned her a new round of groans and the white-haired girl snickered again, louder this time. "No, no, I'll behave, I promise. I saw the same video as the rest of you so yeah, I'm also curious. Izumi. Tell us about your adventure tonight."

Shaking her head, Izumi pouted as she tucked her head under Ochako's chin. "Can't. I'm still mourning the loss of my soulmate."

Ochako chuckled and pressed a kiss to the top of Izumi's head before looking up at the camera. "I didn't arrive until after the battle but long story short, Enmuko accidentally pierced dimensional walls and managed to summon six alternate Izumis instead of any of us."

"Except for me." Mina raised her hand, drawing attention back to her. "Well, she got the six Izus and then me after, so Enmuko might have more to share than even me? But I was there for most of it."

Pulling Mina down onto the bed, Enmuko rested her chin on the rosette's shoulder as she snuggled in against her side. "So, I wanted to see Eri so I popped in on Izumi and Himiko and Momo near the end of Izumi's visit. And then I realized that I hadn't spent much time with Izumi lately, so I asked her if we could walk to the train station and then I'd teleport her home. Like, I'm still too impatient to sit on a train all the way from Anjo to Chiba, but it was about the journey, not the destination, you know?"

Peering up at them with one green eye, Izumi took up the narrative despite being in a bad mood. "We were cutting down an alley toward the train station when Stain attacked us. He's definitely been researching us; he took Enmuko out before we even knew he was there. If we hadn't beaten him, being able to tell the police what his quirk is would have been huge."

Enmuko nodded and gestured to her arm. "Mina healed me up nicely but I had a pretty nasty cut on my arm. He doesn't just carry a sword to kill his targets; he cut me with it and licked the blade and I was paralyzed."

"What a fascinating quirk. He could have been quite the hero with a quirk like that. Think of how fast he could deescalate a situation if he could achieve victory simply by landing a single blow on his opponent." Momo shook her head sadly. "What an absolute waste."

"I mean, the same could be said about that yakuza guy? Like, he can reform matter with a touch and he's using it for mad science and torturing little girls?" Mina waved her hand at the screen. "Saiko, think of how much you would have paid for his services if that was an option."

Saiko let out a low whistle and shook her head. "He could have made an absolute fortune in gender affirming care alone, to say nothing of his earning potential in the field of more conventional cosmetic procedures. To echo my lovely girlfriend… what an absolute waste."

As the girls began mutter quietly, Izumi resumed her story. "I managed to keep away from him but I was sort of stuck. I wasn't necessarily strong enough on my own to defeat him, but I couldn't just leave Enmuko and run away. And I would be too slow to get away while carrying Enmuko. Lose-lose situation."

Enmuko nodded. "I realized that all myself and so I decided that I would try and summon reinforcements. My quirk felt a bit strange but I chalked it up to the paralysis and just… grabbed the closest connections I could feel and pulled. I was expecting Momo and Himiko, possibly also Tsuyu? What I got was Izumi, Izumi, Kyu, Izuku, Izuku, and Izuku."

"Izuku?" Tooru rolled the word around in her mouth a few times. "That's so weird. I don't know if it really makes sense as a boy version of Izumi, though. Izumi, your name kanji are 'trust in' and 'genuine', right? Isn't the usual masculine reading of that kanji 'Yori'? Shouldn't he be… Yoriku or something?"

Izumi shrugged uncertainly. "Yeah, but at the same time, 'ku' isn't a valid reading of my second kanji. So maybe they have different kanji that also read as 'Izu'? I, uh, didn't really think to ask. I just sorta accepted it as fact."

That was actually sort of fascinating. If she met her variants someday, would they all be named Mina? And if they were, would they all be 'three apple trees' like her or would they have other kanji that combined to form Mina? They… probably shouldn't find out anytime soon, but Mina hoped to one day. "So the battle went on for a little bit after I arrived and then spilled out into the street. And you all saw it from there. After the Izus beat Stain, we all got dragged off to jail for public quirk use. Which, I mean, valid. We were quirking pretty quirkily in a public space. Thankfully All Might showed up and bailed us out. And then we went to Denny's to figure out our next step."

Setsuna snickered softly. "Nobody goes to Denny's. You end up at Denny's."

"Truth! But yeah, we ended up at Denny's and…" Mina grinned widely, leaning in toward the camera. "It turns out that one of the Izukus had a variant of One for All that included a bonding subquirk and he was so into Izumi that he accidentally bonded with her!"

All eyes turned to Izumi and the verdette sighed before tucking herself back in against Ochako. "Basically, it turns out that we're soulmates. We were destined to be together and now thanks to the multiverse police, we've been cruelly ripped apart."

Tsuyu let out a croak of laughter before sobering. "Wait, are you being serious, kero?"

Izumi nodded solemnly and then cracked a faint smile. "I'm mostly just being melodramatic at the moment. Like, in all honesty, he already had like six bonds formed with girls in his dimension which would have made everything super complicated between us. But like, how many people can say that they met their alternate universe self, kissed them, and the kiss was so good that their other self started crushing on them so heavily that it activated a soulmate bonding quirk?"

"Uh…" Kyouka looked around uncertainly. "Does anyone else actually want to be able to say that? Like, that's some weird ass shit, right?"

Scoffing, Izumi stuck her tongue out at the violette. "Oh sure, you kiss your twin and it's hot. I kiss my male self so well that he decides I'm his soulmate and I'm weird. That's a double standard, Kyouka, and double standards are wrong."

Kyouka opened and closed her mouth several times before deciding to give up while she was ahead. Said twin bumped her cheek against Kyouka's shoulder before peering up curiously. "So Mina, clearly Izumi is a bit biased. Which Izu was the coolest?"

Perking up, Mina switched apps and began hurling photos into the group chat. The quality was decidedly subpar because she had been taking pictures of Thorzumi's projected holograms, but they were better than nothing. "Thorzumi - which is to say the very Norse looking Izumi with lightning powers and the bigger hammer - knew a bunch of us in her world and had pictures. Get this: Yaomomo and Mei are black there!"

"Wait, what?" Mei leaned in, her crosshair pupils spinning wildly as she studied the pictures. "Holy shit, I am. That's amazing. Yaomomo, look how pretty we are!"

Momo cocked her head to the side. "I rather like her hair, to be honest. I might need to look into adopting that style for myself."

Mei continued to flip through the pictures and then her eyes widened. "Hold on, is that a metallic gold chase version of Mina?"

It was!

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"The fuck? This isn't my room?"

Ochako leaned over the top of Mina and giggled before giving her a good morning kiss. "It is not. I convinced Enmuko to dump you here last night because Izumi was being a pouty pillow and I wanted something cuter to sleep with."

Rolling her eyes, Izumi stuck her tongue out from where she was resting with her head on the opposite side of Mina's chest. "Like I said on the video call, I'm mostly just being a drama queen at this point. I'm curious about what might have been, but I'll get over it." Pausing, she cocked her head to the side. "I wonder if this means that my version of One for All can do soulmate bonding?"

"I mean, clearly the three Izukus were very different. Big older Izuku. Flaming Izuku. Soulmate polycule Izuku. Like, each of them had different versions of One for All. So I'm sure that yours isn't the same as his." Leaning in toward Mina, Ochako lowered her voice conspiratorially "I'm actually a little scared to kiss her at this point. What if this whole thing jumpstarted an unknown part of One for All? I'm down for being nesting partners and all, but we're only fifteen. Soulmates is a bit much for me."

Mina giggled before turning her head and pressing her lips to Izumi's insistently. Considering she had no plans to be going absolutely anywhere on a single one of her partners… she was down for being soulmated to Izumi! She paused for a moment and then kissed the girl again for good measure. "No thump-thump-click. So either I'm not your soulmate or you don't have the same One for All as that particular Izuku."

After giving Mina one last kiss, Izumi shrugged. "Oh well. Worth a shot. And I mean, I was the only succubus out of the four of us with One for All, so yeah, clearly our versions are different. I'm kinda curious about what'll happen when Dad gives away his second copy. Like, will it create a second succubus girl?"

"Idea: we have All Might give it to Reiko. Reiko gives it to Yaomomo. And then Yaomomo drops her panties and goes 'eat this' to that Melissa girl that All Might's talking about." Mina broke into peals of laughter at Izumi's dumbfounded expression. "Sorry, sorry, just like… you told me how the whole thing went down with All Might and it just made my mind go to dirty places. I'm… so sorry."

Izumi let out a disgusted groan. "If we could not make sexual innuendoes out of things that the man pretending to be my father has said to me, that would be… amazing." She groaned again, shaking her head, before turning back to Mina. "But also, why Reiko and Yaomomo? Especially since we know it's not safe for quirked people to hold One for All?"

Shrugging, Mina breathed a thin stream of fire into the air. "I mean, thinking of all the quirks in the hoard? Like, if I could pick one or two to soup up and then pass on to Melissa? Wouldn't telekinesis be really useful? And then stack Yaomomo's quirk on top of that. She'd have all the energy of One for All at her command. Pull from that, make things, and then hurl them at opponents. She'd be an amazing ranged fighter, neatly covering your single biggest weakness."

"That's actually… really insightful of you. Especially because One for All doesn't really include any ranged abilities as it is. So apart from maybe air pressure blasts, I'm going to be stuck as a slightly more mobile melee combatant than Dad." Grinning, Izumi gave Mina yet another kiss. "Good thinking, Mina."

Sometimes, Mina was so smart that she surprised herself. Not terribly often, to be honest. But every once in a while, her two brain cells rubbed together about something other than gay shit and she ended up being inordinately pleased with herself. Stretching, she looked around. "Did you get Enmuko to drop off clothes for me while you were at it?"

Rolling her eyes, Izumi nodded. "It's not like we can share ours with you. Of course I thought that far ahead."

Before Mina could respond - positively, because she absolutely would not have thought that far ahead and wanted to compliment Izumi - there was a knock on the door. It opened and Inko peeked her head in. "One of your girlfriends is here?"

A second head appeared under Inko's, and Fuyumi grinned widely at them. "Someone came up and complimented a separate coworker's feet today. So while the author seeks new employment…"

"More feet stuff?"

"More feet stuff!" Fuyumi darted into the room and pounced on Mina's feet like a particularly hyper kitten, sprawling across the end of the bed. Then something occurred to her and she peered back over her shoulder. "Wait, the All Might dad thing is all a scam, right? Then why's he here so early in the morning?"

A new head poked into the room above Inko's in the doorway and All Might grinned widely at them. "I am… here! Eating breakfast after smashing your girlfriend's mother!"

As Izumi abruptly paled and began sputtering, Inko stuck her hand into the room, where light glittered off an impressively large diamond ring. "We couldn't have anyone discovering the truth. So as of yesterday, our koseki sheet lists Midoriya Inko, her husband Midoriya Toshinori, and Midoriya Izumi, who is absolutely their biological daughter." Inko grinned impishly. "Congratulations, sweetie. All those 'adopted by All Might' stories you've posted online just came true."

Izumi's eyes rolled back in her head and she tipped… oop! Mina dove after the girl but failed to catch her before Izumi tumbled over the edge of the bed and down onto the floor. There was a sharp crack as her head bounced off the wooden floor, and Mina cringed. "Crap. Um, here's to hoping my quirk works on head trauma."

Inko waved dismissively. "She has a hard head. She'll be fine. Well, you're all welcome to join us for breakfast if you'd like." And with that, she and her apparently actual legal husband disappeared, closing the door behind them.

"So, that just happened." Fuyumi shook her head slowly before turning back to Mina. "Hey. We don't actually need to do feet things. I just noticed your dot on the map was here and was like… hey."

Pulling her legs out from under the covers, Mina plopped them on Fuyumi's back. "Here. Have some feet things." As the white-haired girl rolled over so that she could grab at Mina's feet, the rosette looked to Ochako curiously. "Are you ever going to let her play with your feet? Like, getting your toe beans massaged might feel good."

Ochako shrugged uncertainly. "I've considered it but I'm super ticklish. Like, I'm not necessarily opposed to being fetish fulfillment for Fuyumi but I feel like I'd probably ruin the mood really fast?"

Fuyumi offered her best smile of encouragement. "We won't know until we try?"

"You know what? Eh. You have a point." Ochako pulled her legs out from under the cover and slid one foot into Fuyumi's lap. "Go nuts, girlfriend."

Fuyumi's hands came up to grab at Ochako's foot and she began to rub the underside. The brunette's lips quirked but she didn't actually start laughing, not that Mina thought Fuyumi would have minded if she did. Leaning her head on her girlfriend's shoulder, Mina peered up at Ochako. "Plans for today?"

Humming softly, Ochako considered the question. "You have Miruko today. I kinda wanna sit in on that for, uh, reasons?" At Mina's knowing look, Ochako blushed. "What? She's really hot, okay? But no. Breakfast. Class. Lunch. Foundational Heroics with All Might. Possibly Miruko time. Possibly Ibara time. Back home. Video call. Sleep."

Mina raised an eyebrow at that. "Ibara time? Not complaining, but that seems like an odd choice for an atheist."

"It's positively sinful." Ochako winked at Mina before breaking into giggles. "No, I'm just trying to circulate a little bit more. Like, there's a whole hoard out there. I don't need to just talk to Izumi and Tsuyu all the time."

Very true! Mina raised her foot, poking Fuyumi's cheek with her big toe. "What about you, future frost giant? Any plans for after school?"

Fuyumi snapped her teeth at Mina's foot playfully before shrugging in response. "No idea. I'm trying to be more impulsive. So I'm just going to wait and see what happens."

That raised a very important question, though. What was she going to do this afternoon? Mina furrowed her brow in thought. She felt like she'd been doing a decent job of spreading her attention recently. Nobody felt especially left out. Except maybe Saiko and Chitose a little? But that was unavoidable given the circumstances. Same with Camie and Moe. Hmm. Maybe she could, uh, 'tour campus' with her absolutely definitely just a friend Camie at some point this week?

Wait. Camie wore that really cute uniform hat a lot. What if the rest of the uniform was super cute too? What if Mina looked it up online, showed it to Momo, and had Momo create a matching uniform in her own size? And then went to Shiketsu and snuck onto campus to surprise Camie at the end of her day?

That sounded like an amazing idea that couldn't possibly go wrong.

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"To quote a wise and venerable educator of considerable renown… why is it when something happens, it's always you three?"

Ochako let out an offended huff and brought her hand up to her chest. "I didn't even show up until after the fight was already over. How am I in trouble for this?"

Raising an eyebrow, Aizawa stared back at her impassively. "Note that I pointedly did not name names, and yet you immediately chose to implicate yourself anyways." Ochako huffed again and slouched down in her seat as his gaze swept over the classroom. "This seems to be becoming a theme. Who would like to tell me what Midoriya did wrong this time?"

"Shook her ass in public!" Kaminari's hand shot into the air. "Shook her ass in public and it was captured by at least seventeen cell phones in full 4K resolution at sixty frames per second." Pausing, he looked around with an embarrassed expression on his face. "Not that I've watched all seventeen videos or anything. That would be ridiculous."

Mineta raised an eyebrow. "My brother, I'm going to need links. I've only found twelve."

Groaning, Aizawa pinched the bridge of his nose. "I was thinking more of the flagrant public quirk use and very visible act of vigilantism in battling the Hero Killer. With that said… Kaminari isn't entirely wrong either. Midoriya continues to sexualize herself in public at a young age, which public opinion is understandably quite divided on."

"In my defense, this country has a history of published lingerie models as young as twelve." Izumi pouted as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Also, Midnight was Midnight at my age. I am seriously not the worst thing this country has ever seen. Not even close."

Mina thrust her hand into the air insistently. "Izumi's questionable public persona decisions that I wholly and completely support aside, what did Ochako and I do wrong? I was literally just there."

Nodding, Aizawa gestured to her. "Who would like to tell me what Ashido did wrong?"

"She didn't kick Stain in his ugly fucking face!" Bursting into the classroom, Miruko bounced up and down excitedly. "Ashido! Why didn't you kick him in the face? What's the point of me teaching you how to kick properly if you're not going to kick him in the face?"

A despondent sigh escaped Aizawa as he looked over at the intruder. "Usagiyama. Your sessions with Ashido aren't until after classes let out. Several hours from now. Why are you here?"

Miruko continued to bounce in place. "I have deep concerns about the heroic education being provided to the next generation, Aizawa. Why hasn't Ashido been taught to kick villains in the face? Should we not be teaching Ashido to kick villains in the face? When - if ever - will Ashido be taught to kick villains in the face? These are pressing questions of mine and I demand answers."

Scrubbing his hand over his face, Aizawa pulled out his flask and took a long swig from it. "You know what? Fine. If you're so concerned about how the students here are being taught? You're now the homeroom teacher of class 1-A. I'm going to go take a nap." And with that, he took another long pull from his flask before crawling into his sleeping bag and promptly falling asleep.

For once in her life, Miruko actually looked… nervous. "Fuck. Uh. I was just trying to mess with him a little. I did not anticipate this." She reached up to scratch at the base of her left ear. "Uh, now what?"

Mineta thrust his hand into the air insistently, and Miruko pointed at him. "I think I speak for everyone in this room - but especially the eight thirsty girls who love girls - when I say… we would absolutely rather have you as a homeroom teacher than the cranky hobo."

Rubbing her chin, Miruko considered that for a moment before nodding slowly. "I mean, I taught a class here and nobody died. How hard can being a homeroom teacher be?" Snapping her fingers, she pointed toward the back of the room. "Yaoyorozu. If I give you my measurements, can you make me like… a suit or something? So I can look more like a teacher?"

"One moment." Momo unbuttoned her blazer and and the bottom half of her blouse, and then her stomach sparkled brightly. Out popped a bundle of purple and white cloth, with the purple matching Miruko's hero costume with uncanny accuracy. "Here you go, ma'am."

Miruko made her way over to Momo and stared down at the beaming ravenette uncertainly. "I didn't give you my measurements."

Shrugging, Momo held the clothes out toward her. "I'm a genius and a yandere. You'd be surprised by how much I know."

"Uh… huh. That's… discomfiting." Miruko backed away, leaning in toward Ochako and lowering her voice. "That's a good polite way to say that I'm scared shitless, right?" The brunette shrugged and Mina shrugged along with her, given that she didn't know what that word meant either. Izumi nodded in agreement, though, prompting Miruko to sigh in relief. "Cool. Because your girlfriend is god damn terrifying sometimes."

Miruko darted down the row and out the door, leaving the class largely unsupervised as Aizawa snored softly. Mina quickly turned to Tsuyu, leaning in over the verdette's desk. "So. Any chance your parents aren't going to be home anytime soon?" The smaller girl raised an eyebrow and Mina winked playfully. "I'm looking to get my helping of frog log. Kero."

Letting out a soft noise of comprehension, Tsuyu thought for a moment. "It would be… complicated, kero. With Enmuko's new sleep schedule, we would need to get back to Toyohashi the old-fashioned way. So I'd need to find someone to watch Satsuki and Samidare for several hours. Probably not something I can get away with easily."

Mou! She wanted some frog dick, though! Himiko had called it life changing and she really wanted her life changed! Mina furrowed her brow in thought. "I completely suck at geography. And most other academic subjects. But especially geography. How far are you actually from Anjo? Like, through non-Enmuko means?"

Holding up her hands, Tsuyu mapped out a series of points in the air. "Musutafu is here. Toyohashi is over here. Anjo is about an hour and a half due northwest from me. So going to Yaomomo's house would actually take us longer. Better ambiance if you're looking to get dicked down in style, kero, but a longer trip and we would literally go past my house to get there."

"Okay but hear me out. We wake up Enmuko. Enmuko teleports us to my house. Sexy time ensues. Then Enmuko hops you to Yaomomo, and you take the train home." Mina rested her chin in her hands as she stared at Tsuyu. "Thoughts?"

Tsuyu brought her finger up to the corner of her mouth. "I mean, it's basically sex and chucking me out. I'd be taking a Train of Shame."

Shaking her head, Mina corrected the girl. "I am completely down to keep you for hours. This is sex and then you leaving because you've got places to be."

"Hmm. Fair." After thinking on it a bit longer, Tsuyu shrugged. "Lemme talk to my parents tonight. I'm sure that as long as I don't make a habit of it, they'd be willing to hire a babysitter or something."

That sounded reasonable to Mina. She could probably even kick in some money toward the babysitter as a way to improve the Asuis' opinion of her. Although… "Question. What do your parents do that you have to look after your younger siblings all the time?"

The corner of Tsuyu's mouth quirked upward. "They're batrachiologists at Takeda Pharmaceuticals." At Mina's confused look, her grin grew slightly more pronounced as Tsuyu explained. "They study the potential medicinal properties of frogs."