Fucking (up) the Multiverse

by DominusLucario, vcordie

Summary:

I wasn't exactly expecting to open my eyes and see a floating text box and hear a voice in my head saying I was now the host of something called 'The Gamer System' but I did always think my life was boring.

This sounded like a good way to have some fun.

And satisfy some of the many fantasies floating around in my head.

 

Massively self indulgent Gamer fic involving multi-verse travel.

Notes:

Okay, I'm gonna be honest, I'm writing this for me more than anyone else, I'm just uploading it in case anyone else gets a kick out of it.

It's nowhere near up to my usual standards of writing but I'm enjoying it and I'm hoping this'll make me enjoy all my writing again.

Chapter 1: Welcome new gamer

Welcome, you have been selected as a new host for the Gamer System!

 

...Of all the things I expected to see when I opened my eyes, a floating text box in front of an endless black void and a cheerful voice in my head wasn’t one of them.

 

Although speaking of my head, I don’t actually seem to have one. Nor a body at all.

 

I feel like I should be more panicked about this than I am.

 

Yeah that’s because of me, well, technically. It’s actually because of your new ability.

 

...New ability?

 

Ability Gained

 

[Gamer’s Mind] (Passive)

 

Keeps the user calm and rational under most circumstances.

 

Grants Immunity to psychological status effects.

 

Ability Gained

 

[Gamer’s Body] (Passive)

 

Makes your body behave like one from a game. Example, what would normally be considered a deadly wound will not be deadly as long as you have HP remaining.

 

Ability Gained

 

[Observe] (Active)

 

Allows you to learn basic information about your target.

 

...Alright time out, what the fuck is happening? What is all of this?

 

Oh right, I skipped a few steps. So yeah, you might have already figured this out but you’re dead.

 

How dead exactly? And why don’t I remember that?

 

Very dead, and for the same reason you don’t remember birth. Some things aren’t healthy for the human brain to comprehend, Gamer’s Mind or not.

 

At least tell me I died in a funny way, that’s pretty much all I could hope for.

 

Well your last words were ‘Hey, watch this’ so I don’t think I need to elaborate all that much.

 

...I’d have hoped I’d have been smarter than that but somehow I believe you.

 

Also what’s up with this Gamer’s Body thing? I don’t actually have one.

 

We’re getting to that, chill out mate.

 

...Mate?

 

You were British in your past life, I thought using familiar language might help you remain calm.

 

Well thank you very much, I appreciate the effort.

 

You’re being condescending to me already, this is going to be interesting.

 

I’m sorry, I get snarky when I panic, it’s a defense mechanism.

 

Apology accepted, now, shall we move on to Character Creation?

 

Ah, is this where I finally get my new body?

 

I honestly didn’t mind this whole, etherial out-of-body experience thing but I still had sensations like I had a body even though I didn’t and honestly it was starting to freak me out.

 

Yep, some options have been chosen for you so we’ll skip those.

 

What options have been skipped? Because that’s a dick move.

 

Your name and race have already been chosen. And it’s not my decision, it’s just the rule for first-timers.

 

I threw my… well, I felt like I threw my arms up in the air in exasperation.

 

I get not picking my race, picking something other than human might cause problems but I don’t even get to pick my own name?

 

One of my past Gamers wanted to name themselves ‘The Pussymaster’. After that it was decided that new Gamers don’t get to make those kinds of decisions.

 

I mean… I can understand your position but at the same time, fuck you.

 

Fuck you too, now get on with the character creator.

 

Well what am I making it for? I kind of need to know these things so I don’t make a character spec’d in Charisma and get thrown into fucking Doom or something.

 

Fair point but I’m not actually allowed to tell you. Again, those are just the rules.

Can you at least give me a hint?

 

...Fine

 

It’s a world you know and enjoy, I took mercy on you for your starting world.

 

At least kind of, it’s a world you’ll enjoy but not a safe one by any means.

 

...That’s not that helpful but if you’re saying what I think you’re saying then all is immediately forgiven.

 

Alright then, can I see my character so far?

 

Arcis

 

Race: Human - Humans are adaptable and quick to learn. You gain 20% more Class EXP.

 

....Arcis? Arcis?

 

You named me after my go-to male video game character name?

 

Just because you don’t get a choice in the matter doesn’t mean I’ll abuse the situation.

 

...Alright, genuinely thank you this time.

 

It’s a little bit of a cringy name I came up with as a teenager but hey, it means something to me.

 

...Will people comment on my weird name where I’m going?

 

No, there’s a lot of background processes in the Gamer System that prevents ‘culture shock’, at least to certain extents.

 

If you turn up in a magicless world and bust out cosmic powers then you’re going to get a lot of attention but basic things like your name won’t draw attention.

 

Alright, thanks for letting me know, time to get on with character creation then.

 

Please select a class

 

[Fighter] [Mage] [Rogue]

 

...Is that it? I was hoping for more choice.

 

There are subclasses you’ll be able to pick within those and you’ll unlock more as you play.

 

You’ll also be able to change classes you’ve unlocked after meeting certain class based requirements.

 

I should probably shut my mouth before complaining shouldn’t I?

 

That would make the next eternity easier on me so I would personally appreciate it.

 

I’ll… do my best. It’s a character flaw but I’ll try to keep it under wraps.

 

Anyway, class choices.

 

If we’re going where I suspect then this choice is important. Being a Fighter or Rogue might leave me underpowered compared to most other people but at the same time, Mage seems like easy mode.

 

Can I go back and change my mind after picking a class?

 

You can.

 

Alright then, let’s see the Fighter options.

 

I press the floating box in front of me and several options appear.

 

Please select a specialisation

 

[Warrior] (Strength, Heavy Melee Weapons and Armour)

 

[Soldier] (Strength, Medium Melee Weapons, Armour and Shield)

 

[Swordsman] (Dexterity, Medium Melee Weapons and Light Armour)

 

[Gladiator] (Endurance, Heavy Melee Weapons and Light Armour)

 

[Archer] (Dexterity, Medium Ranged Weapons and Light Melee Weapons)

 

[Martial Artist] (Dexterity, Brawling and Light Ranged Weapons)

 

Hmm, more choices than I was expecting there to be if I’m being honest. They’re all fairly basic but if Dungeons and Dragons taught me anything, it’s that high-level fighters could fistfight a god and win.

 

Then again it also taught me that high-level mages could wipe out a city with a single spell but eh, details.

 

Alright, let’s go back for now and look at the Rogue classes.

 

Please select a specialisation

 

[Thief] (Dexterity, Stealth, Thievery and Light Melee Weapons)

 

[Assassin] (Dexterity, Stealth, Light Melee Weapons, Light Ranged Weapons)

 

[Ranger] (Wisdom, Stealth, Tracking and Light Ranged Weapons)

 

[Gambler] (Charisma, Luck and Brawling)

 

[Smuggler] (Charisma, Firearms and Stealth)

 

[Shadowblade] (Intelligence, Stealth, Light Melee Weapons and Illusion Magic)

 

Alright I’m not gonna lie, some of those sound sweet as hell but honestly I kind of want to be tougher than I think Rogue classes would be.

 

...Ah fuck it, I might as well look at the Mage classes even if I’m not going to pick them.

 

Please select a specialisation

 

[Elementalist] (Intelligence and Elemental/Destruction Magic)

 

[Healer] (Intelligence, Restoration Magic and Alchemy)

 

[Druid] (Wisdom, Nature Magic and Wild Forms)

 

[Summoner] (Intelligence, Summoning Magic)

 

[Bladesinger] (Dexterity, Enhancement Magic and Medium Melee Weapons)

 

[Enchanter] (Intelligence, Enchantments and Elemental Magic)

 

Again, they all sound great but I’m not sure they’re what I’m looking for.

 

...Alright, I think I’ve made up my mind.

 

I navigate back to the Fighter subclasses and select Swordsman. It seems a good middle ground between being strong and durable like a Fighter and hard to hit like a Rogue.

 

Plus, I’m really hoping this world will run off anime/game logic and therefore Swordsmen should be able to do all kinds of shit that swords just do not do.

 

Like pierce armour.

 

Anyway.

 

Class Gained

 

Swordsman - LVL 0/100 [0%]

 

Gain 3 STR and END and 5 DEX every level 

 

Your stats have been changed to match your class.

 

Anytime you want to see your stats, just think ‘Open Status’ or at least something along those lines, I’ll understand as long as you get close.

 

Alright then.

 

‘Open Stats’

 

Testing me already huh?

 

Name: Arcis

 

Class: Swordsman, LVL 0

 

Race: Human

 

Alignment: N/A

 

HP: 200 [Regen of 100 per five minutes]

 

MP: 100 [Regen of 50 per minute]

 

SP: 200 [Regen of 100 per minute]

 

STR: 15

 

END: 20

 

DEX: 20

INT: 10

WIS: 10

CHA: 10

LCK: 10

 

HP = [END x 10]

 

HP Regen = [END x 5 per five minutes]

 

MP = [INT x 10]

 

MP Regen = [WIS x 5 per minute]

 

SP = [END x 10]

 

SP Regen = [END x 5 per minute]

 

That sounds good. I think?

 

I don’t actually know how much damage anything does so for all I know I could die from a stubbed toe.

 

That has actually happened  before

 

....Please tell me you’re fucking with me.

 

Unfortunately not. On the bright side though, he had been stabbed through the heart beforehand, it was just the stubbed toe that finished him off.

 

A moment of silence for that poor fucker.

 

…

 

…

 

…

 

…

 

Alright that’s enough, what’s next in character creation?

 

That’s it actually, your body and background have been automatically selected for you.

 

Wait hold the fuck up, you said just my name and race had been automatically chosen.

 

No, I said your name and race had been chosen. Not that only your name and race had been chosen.

 

…... Fuck.

 

Alright fine, you win this round game.

 

I always win :)

 

The smiley face mocks me.

 

I do not like.

 

Good :)

 

But seriously, why don’t I get to choose my body and background?

 

Blame past Gamers, some of them decided it would be fun to play as complete abominations and they spent most of their time sobbing and praying for the sweet release of death.

 

And so you can’t make your dick big enough that the rest of your body suffers from blood loss.

 

I mean… I was only planning on it a bit.

 

Uh huh. That’s why you can’t make your own body.

 

And the background choice is made for you to avoid you biting off more than you can chew for your first try.

 

Consider this world your tutorial.

 

This world? You mean I can go to other worlds?

 

Once you complete a particular plot-based objective, yes you can.

 

Have I mentioned that being dead was the best thing that ever happened to me?

 

Funnily enough, you’re not the first Gamer to say that to me.

 

Anyway, get ready to start your new life.

 

The black void I had been floating in for… as long as I could remember technically, suddenly disappeared in a bright flash of white light.

 

My ‘eyes’ were closed for close to a minute before the harsh light faded and I slowly opened them.

 

I was lying down on a soft bed. After pushing myself upright, I looked around the room lit by a few thin beams of light coming from between the blinds over the window.

The first thing that caught my eye was a poster on the wall of a very, very familiar-looking blonde man in a blue, white and red costume.

 

Welcome to the world of My Hero Academia.

 

You’re in the city of Musutafu, you live with your parents although they’re both intense workaholics to the extent that it’s almost impressive that they managed to create you.

 

Because of this you’ve mostly raised yourself for the past several years and your parents are barely ever home.

 

Ah yes, I appear to be suffering from a severe case of Protaganistism.

 

Well that depends on you, Izuku Midoriya is alive and well. Well, alive at least.

 

Honestly that’s relieving, I’ve written far too many fanfics and gotten far too emotionally attached to him as a character to find out my mere presence erased him from existence.

 

Quest Added

 

[Figure out what to do with your life]

 

Objective: Decide on a goal and start progressing towards it

 

Reward: Skill book, starting equipment and one free level up.

 

Oh god, I had enough of my mum telling me to do that when I was alive, now my weird isekai game system is doing the same thing?

 

Right then, I assume that means I need to decide how I want to interact with the plot.

 

I could be a villain, that’d probably be fun but at the same time this is an anime where the villains will inevitably lose so the heroes are probably the winning side.

 

Wait shit I just realised something, I only ever watched the anime up to the end of Season 4, I never read the Manga. I have some knowledge of what happens after Season 4 but that’s mainly from internet spoilers and reading the wiki.

 

Well hopefully I’ll manage to get strong enough then, that was when shit started getting serious and people started kicking the bucket.

 

Anyway, back to deciding who to join.

 

The League of Villains?

 

Nah, the only reason I’d want to do that is for Toga but I really don’t want to deal with the psychotic manchild that calls himself Tomura Shigaraki.

 

The Shie Hassaikai?

 

Again, nope. I really doubt I could work with someone who would experiment on and torture a little girl like Eri for his own aims.

 

Thinking about it I should see if I can somehow rescue her early, the sooner she gets away from that bird mask wearing motherfucker, the better.

 

The Meta Liberation Army?

 

...Yeah that’s a no. I don’t want to join a fucking terrorist group plus I barely know anything about them, only who some of the leaders are and that there’s a fucking lot of them.

 

UA and the heroes it is I guess then.

 

The multitude of hot girls in both hero classes definitely wasn’t a deciding factor.

 

Oh good, another Gamer whose first thoughts turn to banging the locals.

 

Hey, you try living in the same world as people like Mina Ashido and Momo Yaoyorozu and not want to fuck them.

 

Quest Complete - Figure out what to do with your life

 

Rewards: Skill book, starting equipment and one level up.

 

Level 1 Swordsman Skills Added

 

[One Handed Sword Proficiency (Novice)] (Passive)

 

Wield a one handed sword with some skill. Not a lot, but some.

 

[Light Armour Proficiency (Novice)] (Passive)

 

Wear light armour with some skill. You at least know how to put it on.

 

Quest Rewards:

 

Skill Book: Power Strike

 

Leather Armour

 

Iron Longsword

 

Use Skill Book?

 

[Yes] [No]

Yes please, why would I not?

Skill Added:

 

[Power Strike] (Active)

 

50 SP Cost

 

Adds STR/DEX to next attack with a melee weapon. Stat used depends on weapon and fighting style.

Alright sweet… now what do I do?

 

Quest Added

 

Pass UA Hero Exam

 

Objective: Successfully pass the UA hero entrance exam and become a member of class 1-A

 

Optional Objective: Be in the top 5

 

Reward: ? and ?

 

Optional Reward: ?

 

Well… that’s helpful. Oh well, I kind of need to do that if I want to travel worlds anyway.

 

Speaking of which, what do I have to do to be able to do that?

 

Quest Added

 

Fuck this place, I’m out

 

Objective: Complete Seasons One and Two

 

Reward: Dimensional Jump

 

Oh good, I don’t have to deal with any of the really dangerous shit.

 

Well, aside from the USJ and a guy literally called the Hero Killer.

 

Anyway, where exactly am I and where in the timeline am I?

 

I know I said this world was a tutorial but I can’t give you all the answers.

 

Have a look around, you aren’t a complete idiot so you should be able to figure that out pretty easily.

 

Thanks… I think?

 

I swung my legs off the bed and stood up, looking myself over as I did so. I was just wearing a pair of shorts and an old t-shirt to sleep in.

 

Seeing my new body, something occurred to me and I walked to the door, opening it to find myself in an unfamiliar but empty apartment.

 

Well, it’s probably good my ‘parents’ aren’t here. Knowing my luck they’d notice something was different with me now.

 

Searching a few doors I found my parent’s room (with two separate beds) and the bathroom.

 

Entering the bathroom I walked up to the sink and peered into the mirror.

 

...Okay then.

 

I had red hair. Not ginger, red. The colour was similar to Kirishima’s dyed hair but the actual hair style was like that ghost girl from 1-B, Reiko I think her name was?

 

It was even covering one of my eyes which were apparently blue and yet I could see out of both of them with no problems.

 

...Game bullshittery?

 

Game bullshittery

 

Is this natural or did I dye my hair like the good rock boi?

 

It’s natural, plenty of unnatural hair colours are considered ‘natural’ these days because of quirks.

 

Speaking of quirks, do I have one?

 

Your quirk is just registered as ‘Swordsman’.

 

There aren’t any details that describe how your quirk works so feel free to make shit up but don’t go too crazy, people will start questioning you if your quirk does things it shouldn’t be able to.

 

Should be easy enough, I’m assuming I have an inventory?

 

Yeah, you can just mentally summon things from your inventory that you need and you just need to think ‘show my inventory’ if you want to see it.

 

Alright then, for now I’ll just say that it makes a link between me and my sword and I can summon it at will. That way it would count as part of my quirk so I could use it for the entrance exam and the sports festival.

 

I can go into more detail later once I figure out what I’m actually capable of.

 

For now, back to figuring out where I am in the timeline.

 

I explored the apartment for a while, familiarising myself with the layout and where everything was so I didn’t look suspicious. After a while I noticed a letter sitting on the dining table with a prominent UA symbol on it.

 

Picking it up I saw that it was addressed to ‘Arcis Kirigaya’.

 

...Why does that surname ring a bell?

 

Wait hang the fuck up, isn’t that Kirito’s family name?

 

Hey, you wanted to be a swordsman, don’t tell me you weren’t thinking of ‘The Black Swordsman’.

 

...Alright fair, I might have been a little bit.

 

I know, I’m in your head

 

Rolling my eyes, I opened the letter and began to read. It seemed fairly impersonal, just explaining that my application for the UA hero exam had been accepted and that the exam was on the 16th of March.

 

Wait what’s the date now?

 

I ran back to my bedroom to search for a phone. Spotting one on the bedside table, I grabbed it and unlocked it before checking the calendar.

 

Apparently it was the 2nd of March now and I’d marked down the 28th of March as the last day of school.

 

I guess that makes sense, Izuku had to wait for a week or so for his results and then he was clearly back at school for at least another day since he had the meeting with the teacher/headmaster and Bakugo threatened him afterwards.

 

Oh yeah, Bakugo exists.

 

Well not for much longer if I have any say in it.

 

Quest Added

 

Goodbye Kacchan

 

Objective: Kill Katsuki Bakugo

 

Optional Objective: Get away with it cleanly

 

Reward: ? class unlocked

 

Optional Reward: Skill book and 5 level ups

 

...I was mostly joking but if there’s a quest for it then I will probably do it.

 

Annoyingly I’m months late to let the sludge villain kill him by distracting Izuku from trying to save him.

 

That would probably mean that Izuku wouldn’t get One for All but who knows, I might have been able to play it out in a way that he still looked heroic enough for All Might but too late to actually do anything for the pomeranian.

 

Eh, that’s all academic anyway, I’m too late for that to be an option.

 

So, it’s two weeks before the entrance exam, by now Izuku will have mostly cleaned the beach and nearly be ready for One for All.

 

Hmm, that’s a thought actually, I wonder if I should get myself involved in the whole OFA/AFO deal?

 

It would probably make me a target even if I don’t have OFA myself but it would put me right in the middle of the plot surrounded by all the main characters, good or bad.

 

I’ll head down to the beach at least, I could probably get away with wanting to train there with my sword.

 

It’s saturday now so…

 

Wait do I have to go to school?

 

Yes you do but don’t worry, there’s more game bullshittery going on in the background to make sure that basically nobody will notice you there so feel free to just fuck about as long as you attend.

 

Well that’s going to cut into my training time but what can I do?

 

Alright, for now I’ll head down to the beach and see if I can meet the current and future symbols of peace.

 

I search for the beach on my phone and find I’m actually pretty close by.

 

That’s good, I didn’t particularly want to have to learn how to navigate a completely new city in a couple of weeks.

 

I threw on some training clothes in my wardrobe (almost all of which are black, I’m sensing a theme here Game)

 

What? No, not at all, perish the thought

 

Mmm hmm.

 

Grabbing a set of house keys I headed out of the apartment and walked onto the streets of Musutafu for the first time.

 

I’m going to be honest, as I stepped out onto the street and looked around at the people going about their daily lives, many with weird physical features due to quirks, I had a little bit of an internal meltdown as it finally sunk in where I was.

 

I was in Musutafu, I was applying to UA, I was going to meet Izuku Midoriya and All Might.

 

Holy fucking shit.

Quest Added

 

Back foul beast

 

Objective: Survive

 

Optional Objective: Defeat your opponent

 

Reward: Survival

 

Optional Reward: Relationship + with your opponent

 

...Fucking what?

 

It was at about the time that a text box appeared in front of my face not long after I started taking a shortcut through an alley that I started to regret all of my life choices leading to this point.

 

Granted there weren’t many of them up to this point but I regretted them anyway.

 

“Ooh hi there,” came a bubbly-sounding voice from behind me.

 

My heart skipped a beat as I realised two things after slowly turning around.

 

One, she was speaking English. And thank god for that, I don’t speak Japanese at all.

 

Two, I was staring down Himiko Toga.

 

...Oh fuck.

 

“Hi there?” I replied nervously, my muscles twitching with nerves.

 

“I’m Toga, who are you?” she asked cheerfully, giving me a wide, fanged smile.

 

“...Arcis,” I replied before I could stop myself.

 

“Hi Arcis, you’re pretty cute,” she complimented.

 

Ordinarily, a cute girl saying I was cute would lift my spirits for about a month.

 

Ordinarily, those cute girls weren’t holding knives and ready to carve me up like I was a christmas turkey.

 

My right hand went behind my back, ready to summon my sword at the first sign of hostility.

 

I really doubt I could win in a fight against her but hopefully I could stay alive long enough for a hero to arrive and save me.

 

Oh wait, hang on a second.

 

‘Observe’

 

Himiko Toga

 

Your friendly neighborhood serial killer

 

LVl: ?

 

Faction: Independent (Villain)

 

Thoughts: She genuinely thinks you’re cute. She’s also going to murder you and drink you dry.

 

Affection: 10 (For being cute)

 

...I have never been more terrified of a question mark before. I’m going to take that to mean that she is way too strong for me.

 

Fuck it, this isn’t the time for subtlety.

 

“I don’t suppose you’d be willing to not murder me?” I asked.

 

Toga giggled and shook her head, “Sorry, you’re too cute for me to resist,”

 

“...Fair enough,” I replied, summoning my sword to my hand and lashing out at her with it.

 

She dodged my overhead swing almost insultingly casually.

 

“Oooh, it’s been a while since I had one that fought back,” she giggled, pulling a very sharp-looking knife out of nowhere.

 

I knew she was quick so I just kept swinging at her, trying my best to keep her off balance.

 

She flowed around my strikes like water. It was weirdly beautiful to watch.

 

Then she stabbed me in the arm.

 

That shit hurt.

 

-80 HP

 

...Okay yeah this is very bad.

 

Alright then, I can’t beat her in a fair fight so my two options are run or do something incredibly stupid.

 

I’m going to try stupid and then run like fuck if that doesn’t work.

 

Don’t let me down Assassination Classroom tactics.

 

I charged at her again, my sword raised over my head to strike again, her cat-like eyes watching the blade intensely to avoid the strike.

 

Just before I would bring it down to strike, I let go of the sword.

 

Her planned movement halted as the unexpected move made her freeze for a second, her eyes following the sword as it fell to the ground.

 

Using her momentary distraction, I banked on the hope that I was stronger than her and grappled her in my best approximation of a bear hug before slamming her onto the ground.

 

Thankfully, the impact on the hard ground knocked her knife out of her hand and she grunted in pain.

 

I quickly brought my foot down on her head, the first kick knocking her senses out of her, the second knocking her consciousness out of her.

 

I panted from exhaustion, still feeling the adrenaline coursing through my veins.

 

Quest Complete - Back foul beast

 

Reward: Survival

 

Optional Reward: Affection +15 with Himiko Toga (For being the first to beat her in a long time)

 

...What… the fuck happened to ‘tutorial world’?

 

I did tell you it wasn’t a safe world

 

That doesn’t mean I go up against one of the main series antagonists on my very first fucking day.

 

That’s just all kinds of bullshit.

 

I sank to the ground as my legs gave out from under me, the adrenaline finally leaving me.

 

I shakily picked up my sword and returned it to my inventory before pushing myself back to my feet and looking down on the unconscious girl in the alley.

 

To the victor go the spoils

 

Action: ‘Enjoy yourself’ with Himiko

 

Effects: Relationship - with Himiko Toga, ‘Predator’ trait gained

She could be useful

 

Action: Find another use for her

 

Effects: Potential ally (Himiko Toga)

What would a hero do?

 

Action: Get her medical attention and/or turn her over to the police

 

Effects: Relationship - with Himiko Toga, ‘Samaritan’ trait gained

 

Whoa what the fuck? I am not doing that first option, seriously why is that even a thing?

 

You’d be surprised what some gamers do on a daily basis

 

Okay that’s just fucked up.

 

You are literally planning on committing murder against someone who you have never met.

 

But he’s a massive asshole and deserves it, Himiko is just kind of fucked in the head.

 

Still, I can’t let her get away from me now, she’ll probably end up at the league of villains if I do.

 

As much as I want to help her, I don’t want to lose any affection with a literal serial killer, even for a trait.

 

So, tough love I guess it is, I’ll figure out some way to put her to work.

 

...Hmm, I wonder… can I?

 

I reached out to touch her shoulder while thinking as hard as I could and I nearly screamed when she disappeared before my eyes.

 

Added to inventory: Himiko Toga (Unconscious)

 

...I didn’t actually think that would work but sweet, pocket vampire.

 

Decision Reached - She could be useful

 

Effects: Potential ally (Himiko Toga), Himiko Toga will be confused when she wakes up

 

Yeah that might be a problem but it’s a problem for later.

 

I pick up her knife and add that to my inventory too.

 

Added to inventory: Himiko Toga’s Knife (Bloodstained) (Yours)

 

...And I thought my first life was weird.

You haven’t said anything in a while, are you okay?

 

I’m still kind of pissed you threw a serial killer at me while I’m level fucking 1 .

 

But otherwise I’m just following this map and not taking any more alleyways ever again because fuck that, I lost almost half of my health from getting stabbed in the arm.

 

Also I didn’t want to mention it, but your sword was still in a scabbard when you were using it.

 

...Then why did you mention it?

 

Because I wanted to, I lied.

 

Fair.

 

At least I know that for next time.

 

I heard the sound of grunting and a familiar-sounding voice as I stepped onto the beach which made me freeze for a second.

 

Holy shit that’s Chris Sabat. And All Might. But also Chris Sabat.

 

Wait, this might be my chance.

 

I sneak around the much smaller piles of garbage remaining on the beach, following the sounds of clattering and crashing from Izuku dealing with the trash.

 

Slowly peering around the side of a large pile, I see a shirtless Izuku sitting down on the beach, or rather it looked like he’d practically collapsed on the beach while All Might patted him on the shoulder while laughing boisterously.

 

All Might pulled Izuku back onto his feet before bursting into a cloud of smoke and reappearing in his skinny form.

 

Alright, time to put those non-existent acting skills to use.

 

I stepped out into the open and froze in place, like I was stunned by what I’d seen.

 

The two were talking quietly in the distance until Izuku spotted me and paled with a look of horror on his face.

 

All Might, or Toshinori Yagi right now I guess, quickly turned around to face me and it was only then I realised how unsettling he actually looked in his skinny form. It was that realisation that snapped me out of my ‘shock’ which honestly wasn’t all that feigned by the end.

 

“All Might?” I questioned.

 

“Erm… yes?” he replied hesitantly.

 

Dear god he didn’t even try to deny it, how did he manage to keep the secret of One for All as long as he did?

 

Anime logic

 

Ah yeah that makes sense.

 

“What… what’s going on?” I asked, my voice trembling slightly which impressed myself.

 

“Well, you see… ah hell to it,” he grumbled before gesturing me over to him.

 

I didn’t particularly like getting waved over but I let it go, he could punt me into the sun easily enough.

 

‘Observe’

 

Yagi Toshinori

 

The Symbol of Peace

 

LVL: ?

 

Faction: Heroes (UA)

 

Thoughts: He’s panicking about being discovered by someone else and resigned to explaining his injury to you and hoping you’ll keep it a secret.

 

Reputation: -5 (For putting him in this situation)

Izuku Midoriya

 

The (Future) 9th Bearer

 

LVL: 18

 

Faction: Heroes (UA) (Hero hopeful)

 

Thoughts: He feels responsible for this situation even though it’s in no way his fault.

 

Reputation: 0

Alright then, I can actually see how strong Izuku is compared to me. I don’t know if that’s high or not considering he’s spent months training by this point. Then again, before he met All Might he was admittedly kind of pathetic, not even trying to do anything to improve to become a hero.

 

But that’s beside the point right now, I believe All Might was about to give me his abridged backstory?

 

Ah yeah, there was the injury and holy shit it’s a lot grosser in person.

 

“That injury… was it in the fight against Toxic Chainsaw?” I asked, parroting Izuku’s question.

 

+5 Reputation with Yagi Toshinori (For amusing him with a ‘coincidence’)

 

+10 Reputation with Izuku Midoriya (For being as knowledgeable about heroes as him)

 

Sorry Izuku, if only you knew how I knew to say that.

 

“Heh, deja vu. No it wasn’t him, it was someone else,” All Might replied.

 

All Might continued to explain his injury and the effect it had on his ability to hero each day before asking me to please keep the secret.

 

“Well, of course I’ll keep the secret, if it became common knowledge then villains would become way more confident knowing the symbol of peace was crippled. Hero society is so centered around faith in you that it would cause untold chaos,” I replied.

 

+5 Reputation with Yagi Toshinori (For agreeing to keep his secret and displaying intelligence)

 

“That… is exactly right young man… ah, apologies, I never got your name,” he responded.

 

“Arcis Kirigaya, please just call me Arcis though,” I requested.

 

“Very well young Arcis,” he agreed.

 

...Oooh that felt good in my bones.

 

Should I be worried about this?

 

No, just had a quick fanboy moment over Chris Sabat saying my new name, I’m good now.

 

I turned to look at Izuku which made him flinch slightly.

 

“I don’t mean to pry… but what are you two doing here? And wasn’t this beach way messier not long ago?” I asked, cocking my head to the side slightly.

 

“Well…” Yagi hesitated before Izuku spoke up.

 

“All Might? He already agreed to keep your injury secret… should we tell him?” he asked nervously, in a hushed tone so I wouldn’t hear it.

 

Unfortunately for him, I did.

 

“...I wouldn’t since we know nothing about him,” Yagi replied uncertainly.

 

“Well what about I tell you about myself? Would that help?” I offered.

 

“I… suppose it would,” Yagi acquiesced.

 

“Well, I’m 18, I like video games and books and I want to go to UA and become a hero,” I replied, pulling my sword out from my inventory which yes, did still have a scabbard on it.

 

“My quirk is called Swordsman, it basically lets me summon this sword whenever I want and gives me a few other abilities too,” I explained, drawing the iron longsword from its scabbard.

 

As I predicted, Izuku’s eyes soon lit up and he was staring at the sword with great excitement.

 

“You want to become a hero?” Yagi questioned.

 

I nodded, “Of course I do, I want to help people. I’m not smart enough to be a doctor and I don’t think I’d fit in with the police but I have a sword and I’m good enough with it, so, hero,” I reasoned.

 

Yagi chuckled for a moment, “Well I’ve heard much worse reasons to want to be a hero.”

 

Izuku turned to him, “...I think we can tell him, if he wants to help people then he’d keep it secret.”

 

“...Very well young Midoriya,” Yagi replied reluctantly.

 

Hah, take that Izuku, Chris Sabat is calling me by my first name but not you.

 

...Okay I kind of feel like an asshole now.

 

You are

 

Reasonable.

 

All Might went into his overdramatic explanation of One for All. Seriously, who refers to anything as a ‘sacred torch’?

 

As he explained the part where it is passed down from person to person, I nodded.

 

“Ahh I see, you’ve chosen him as your successor,” I ‘realised’.

 

My interruption kind of took the wind out of his sails somewhat and he stumbled for a second before relenting and dropping the drama.

 

“I understand, you’re training him to become your successor before UA begins where you won’t be able to train him as much if at all,” I reasoned.

 

“Yes, that’s… right,” he agreed after a split second’s hesitation.

 

...Wow, is everyone in this world incapable of seeing a liar or are they just idiots?

 

It’s anime logic so a bit of column A, a bit of column B

 

Fair.

 

“And I’m guessing then that you’re cleaning up the beach to train… oh sorry, I never actually asked either of your names… well, aside from All Might that is,” I continued.

 

“Oh, I’m Izuku Midoriya,” Izuku replied quickly.

 

“And I am Yagi Toshinori… I know it’s all I’m asking you to do now, but please-”

 

“Don’t tell anyone? I promise,” I interrupted with a grin.

 

“And yes, that’s correct, we’re building up his strength so he can accept my quirk without… erm… injury,” All Might explained.

 

“...Wait hang on, he doesn’t have the quirk yet?” I questioned.

 

Time to try and right a wrong.

 

“No, his body isn’t ready yet, my quirk is a lot to handle and an unprepared body might literally explode,” All Might replied, a little bit too cheerfully.

 

“...So what? Are you just going to send him into the exam with only his normal quirk?” I asked.

 

“Erm… I… don’t have one,” Izuku admitted, looking away, almost ashamed.

 

...Okay that hurts my heart to look at, stop being so damn cute Izuku. You’re shirtless and ripped, you have no business looking like a sad puppy.

 

“You’re quirkless?” I confirmed.

 

Izuku just wordlessly nodded.

 

I took a single step towards All Might and punched him in the shoulder as hard as I could.

 

-2 HP

 

Okay, fucking ouch, his shoulder is sharp.

 

“Ah, what are you doing?” Yagi demanded.

 

“You’re sending him into the UA hero entrance exam, with no quirk? ” I snapped.

 

“Of course not, I’ll give him my quirk the day of the exam,” All Might replied like the answer was obvious.

 

“...You’re going to give him a quirk powerful enough that his body was at risk of exploding and send him into the most difficult hero course examination in the country? Do you want a successor or a corpse?” I demanded.

 

All Might looked shocked that someone had pointed out a flaw in his master plan while Izuku looked horrified that someone was speaking that way to All Might.

 

I let out an aggravated sigh that I didn’t even have to fake.

 

“...The exam is in two weeks, how much progress physically can he realistically make in that time?” I asked. “Because I’d argue, not all that much at all, therefore, if he isn’t ready now, he’s unlikely to be ready in time for the exam.”

 

“I… see your point but what other option is there?” Yagi asked.

 

“Give him your quirk now, then he’ll have two weeks to learn how to use his new quirk and hopefully avoid injuring himself during the exam,” I suggested.

 

Trust me Izuku, you’d thank me if you knew how many broken bones I’m saving you right now.

 

“But then we run the risk of his body being unprepared for it,” Yagi argued.

 

“That’ll always be a risk but it’s not certain, what is certain is that if you send him into the exam with a brand new power, he’s going to get injured, potentially permanently,” I retorted.

 

Yagi’s entire body slumped over slightly as the fight left him. “I see your point, young Midoriya? What would you like to do?” he asked.

 

“Oh, erm… I guess it sounds like a smart idea to get it now? I mean it makes sense that I can’t improve that much in two weeks so it wouldn’t make that much of a difference and some time to practise using your quirk would be good,” he stammered.

 

Oh I’m gonna say it.

 

Don’t say it.

 

I’m gonna say it and you can’t stop me.

 

I will unleash Toga on you again.

 

Fuck it, it’ll be worth it.

 

“Young Arcis, are you alright?” Yagi asked, giving me a funny look.

 

Oh, I had a massive grin on my face.

 

It’s fine, just play it off.

 

“Yeah fine, I think it just finally sunk in on what a ridiculous situation I’m in,” I replied, shrugging my shoulders.

 

They both seemed to accept this as an answer.

 

Nailed it.

 

Anime logic remember? Plus weren’t you the one saying they were all idiots for not picking up on obvious lies?

 

...Fucking spoilsport.

 

“Very well then young Midoriya, this quirk is…” Yagi began, going into his speech which I just tuned out.

 

Look, I love Chris Sabat as much as anyone but there’s only so much overdramatic mysticism and heroism I can handle before it starts to get annoying.

 

Are you sure you shouldn’t join the league of villains?

 

I find whiny, entitled man babies more irritating than All Might’s perfect hero thing.

 

Ooh, here it is, he’s plucking the hair.

 

“EAT THIS!” he instructed, holding the long blonde hair out towards Izuku.

 

I took one look at Izuku’s expression and burst out laughing, collapsing onto the sand and wheezing until my chest burned.

 

After a few minutes and 5 HP lost from too much laughter, I picked myself off the sand and looked at Izuku’s green face as he chugged a bottle of water to wash the hair down.

 

Still chuckling, I brushed the sand off my clothes and looked towards a rather sheepish looking All Might.

 

“So, I’m guessing you’re going to start training him how to use his quirk?” I asked.

 

“Indeed, since he appears to be in one piece we shall start training tomorrow,” he confirmed.

 

“Then, can I join in? I’d like to get in some last minute training before the exam starts,” I ask, giving him my best hero worship eyes.

 

“Oh, um… yes, of course,” he replied, slightly caught off guard by my request.

 

I just grinned at him, “Don’t worry, I’ll stay out of your way and keep my mouth shut, I was just hoping to use the beach as a training ground and maybe get some pointers off you. You are the number one hero after all.”

 

“I see, yes of course I can help you with that,” he decided, giving me a smile.

 

“For now we shall go our separate ways but shall we meet back here at… say, 6 am?” he asked.

 

My eyes bugged out slightly at the very concept of waking up that early. I only go to bed at 1 or 2 am.

 

Suck it up, you wanna be trained by All Might? This is what you gotta do.

 

...I’m going to be trained by All Might. Along with Izuku Midoriya. For the UA Hero Course Entrance Examination.

 

“BWAH HA HA HA HA!” I burst out laughing, collapsing to the sand again.

 

-5 HP

 

Oww…

Chapter 2: Why is there a portal in my elevator?

...What am I looking at and how long has it been here?

 

It's a portal and since you appeared in this world.

 

Ever since I appeared here there’s been a bigass portal made of green flames in an elevator in my apartment building?

 

Yeah, there has.

 

At least tell me there’s even more game bullshittery happening so that other people don’t see it?

 

Yeah, you and the people you allow to can see it but nobody else can.

 

And since I know you’re about to ask, it’s an entrance to a dungeon.

 

Dungeon? Awesome.

 

How does it work?

 

Just walk inside, there’s a safe area just inside where you can equip your gear so you don’t draw any unwanted attention by walking into it with a sword and armour.

 

Will I get EXP and loot from fighting in here?

 

Obviously, it wouldn’t be a very good dungeon if you didn’t.

 

Well, I didn’t get to do any training at the beach today so this works out brilliantly actually.

 

I walked through the large swirling vortex before I could think about how bad of an idea that actually is.

 

Thankfully, I was not in fact immediately incinerated and instead found myself in what looked a lot to me like a… well, dungeon.

 

I was in a small room made of rough stone blocks with a few flaming torches on the walls and a heavy wooden door set into the wall in front of me.

 

I pulled out my leather armour from my inventory for the first time and looked it over.

 

Leather Armour (Basic)

 

Reduces damage taken by up to 10

 

Well, it is starting equipment so I guess I couldn’t exactly have expected all that much.

 

I’m gonna have to find some alternative to this that’s more… canon compliant? I guess?

 

Oh yeah, I get to design my costume if I pass the exam, I’ll be able to sort that out then.

 

It takes me a minute or two to figure out how to put on the leather chestpiece but I manage it, putting on the accompanying leather bracers and boots with it.

 

Pulling my sword out, I attach it to my hip and examine it.

 

Iron Longsword (Basic)

 

Does 15 DMG + STR/DEX

 

Well hopefully whatever’s in this dungeon is pretty weak because that’s not exactly great.

 

Speaking of which, what is this dungeon?

 

Shadowy Crypt

 

Enemy Type: Undead

 

Recommended Levels: 1-25

 

Undead? Pretty classic first enemies. At least it’s not rats.

 

Grabbing a torch off the wall in my left hand I push the wooden door open and look into a long, dark hallway that looked a lot like the barrows from Skyrim except made from dark grey stone bricks.

 

It’s easier to make things like this when you just adapt existing assets.

 

...So they are the Skyrim barrows.

 

Alright then.

 

I walked forward into the hallway, holding the torch out in front of me as I drew my sword in my right hand.

 

I didn’t have to go too far before a figure appeared at the edge of the torchlight but frankly, I smelt it before I saw it.

 

It was a zombie, a classic rotting, shambling corpse.

 

Alright then, let’s test how this works exactly.

 

I lunged forward and stabbed my sword into its chest.

 

Considering it didn’t react at all, I assumed then these run on the classic zombie rules.

 

Pulling my sword back I raise it overhead before bringing it down on its skull.

 

Thankfully, the fact that it was all rotten and decrepit meant that the skull offered little resistance and my sword cleanly sliced several inches into its head.

 

The zombie dropped to the ground immediately before beginning to very, very rapidly decay. Disappearing from sight in a matter of seconds.

 

Quest Added

 

One-Handed Sword Proficiency Upgrade

 

Objective: Kill 100 enemies with a one-handed sword

 

Progress: 1/100

 

Reward: One-Handed Sword Proficiency (Apprentice) (Passive)

 

Alright, that felt good, even if my sword is covered in brain matter which notably did not decay along with the corpse.

 

Did I get any loot from that? Or EXP?

 

You’ll receive your loot when you either reach a checkpoint or leave the dungeon.

 

You did get some EXP but it won’t tell you how much every time. It’ll only inform you when you level up.

 

If you want to check, you can look at your stats.

 

‘Check my level’

 

...Sure that works.

 

Class: Swordsman - LVL 1/100 [4%]

 

Alright, so 25 zombies for a level up? I can do that.

As it turns out, zombies are only easy to deal with when they’re their own.

 

That didn’t last. I’d cut my way through only 3 more zombies after the first when they started appearing in groups.

 

They weren’t any faster, stronger or more dangerous but I really didn’t want to test if their bites were infectious so I had to be much more careful with my attacks, constantly jumping back away from their grabbing arms and bitey mouths.

 

Still, they were going down easily enough, I just had to be more careful.

 

Soon enough, after cleaving a zombie’s head from its shoulders, a text box appeared in front of my eyes.

 

Level Up

 

Swordsman - LVL 2/100 [0%]

 

+3 STR

 

+3 END

 

+5 DEX

 

Awesome, that didn’t actually take too long, only about 15 minutes or so.

 

Then again, levels are always quick at the beginning.

 

‘Check stats’

 

Name: Arcis

 

Class: Swordsman - LVL 2/100 [0%]

 

Race: Human

 

Alignment: True Neutral

 

HP: 230 [Regen of 115 per five minutes]

 

MP: 100 [Regen of 50 per minute]

 

SP: 230 [Regen of 115 per minute]

 

STR: 18

 

END: 23

 

DEX: 25

 

INT: 10

WIS: 10

CHA: 10

LCK: 10

 

How do I level up my other stats?

 

By doing actions that would correspond to them.

 

Get more INT/WIS by studying/reading, CHA by gaining relationship points with people by ways other than quest rewards and LCK by doing things that require luck, like games of chance and gambling.

 

You can also gain STR/END from physical training and DEX from fitness training.

 

There are other ways to train those stats but these are the main ones.

 

So what Izuku was doing on the beach would be STR training?

 

STR and END yes.

 

Okay, so I’m guessing then that say, jogging would be END and DEX and sprinting would be just DEX?

 

Correct.

 

Good to know, for now, I’ll push on. I want to make it to the first checkpoint at least before calling it quits for today.

I knew I was getting close to the checkpoint when I heard the sound of loud, heavy footsteps and the clanking of chains over the usual dull groaning noises the zombies made.

 

I soon found the source.

 

‘Observe’

 

Hulking Zombie

 

LVL - 15

 

HP - 300

 

Zombie

 

LVL - 1

 

HP - 20

 

There was a bigass zombie in front of me with two basic rot buddies next to it. It was a disgusting mix of fat and muscles and had a series of chains wrapped around its torso and dragging on the ground behind it.

 

It was groaning angrily at me and shuffling forward with its meaty arms outstretched.

 

Yeah, fuck that.

 

I threw my torch directly at it and it soon caught alight.

 

The angry groans soon turned into what sounded like panicked wails but it still kept coming towards me.

 

Gritting my teeth and doing my best to ignore the putrid smell of burning, rotten flesh, I closed in and, having no time to waste, activated power strike before slashing upwards diagonally across its torso.

 

65 DMG

 

Again, back down its chest this time.

 

65 DMG

 

Alright, hopefully with the burning on top of it that’s half its health gone.

 

I ducked under its fleshy, and now burning arms which moved a whole lot faster than I’d have expected from a zombie of its size.

 

Darting around its side, I activated power strike again and slashed one of the smaller zombies across the stomach.

 

65 DMG

 

The zombie was neatly cut in two, its entrails spilling out onto the ground as it collapsed into two pieces before beginning to disappear.

 

Alright, good to know that severe enough damage to the body will still kill them.

 

Running around the hulking zombie’s back I slashed at it with two normal attacks, each doing 40 DMG each.

 

As it took more damage, it suddenly let out a roar of anger and the one remaining zombie suddenly turned feral and lunged at me, far faster than any zombie previously.

 

I raised one of my bracers to defend against it but its teeth sank through it regardless, cutting into my skin.

 

-20 HP (10 blocked)

 

Oh thank god, no message about infection or poison or anything.

 

Even so, fuck that hurts a lot.

 

Holding the zombie back with my arm which it was still gnawing away at, I kicked at its knee with my foot, knocking it onto the ground before I stabbed my sword into the back of its neck and it began to rot.

 

With my attention taken by the bitey threat in front of me, I forgot about the flaming one behind me and it smacked me across the back, sending me flying down the hallway several feet.

 

-40 HP (10 blocked)

 

Oww, that hurt but somehow that hurt less than the bite.

 

I got back to my feet as quickly as possible before turning back to the hulking zombie in front of me.

 

By now its flesh was dripping off its bones from the fire and it was still wailing at me.

 

At this point I probably could have just stood back and watched it burn.

 

But fuck this guy, that hurt.

 

I leapt towards it, activating power strike again and bringing my sword down onto its shoulder.

 

The blade sank deep into its body, nearly separating the right arm from the torso.

 

65 DMG

 

I then pulled it back and swung once more, again with power strike and slashed at the neck this time.

 

65 DMG

 

With that final strike, its head was cut from its body and the wailing finally stopped as the body fell to the ground before me and the head rolled away, both beginning to disappear now.

 

Level Up

 

Swordsman - LVL 3/100 [12%]

 

+3 STR

 

+3 END

 

+5 DEX

 

Quest Complete - Shadowy Crypt (Stage 1)

 

Rewards: Checkpoint, 500 Credits, Survivalist’s Dagger

 

Stage 1 of Shadowy Crypt complete.

 

Looted items: 84 Credits, Crafting Material Cache (Small) (Metals), Crafting Material Cache (Small) (Necromancy), Crafting Material Cache (Small) (Tech).

 

Okay that was a lot all at once.

 

What are these credits?

 

Item added to inventory: Gamer’s Wallet

 

These credits are a universal currency between worlds. They will be automatically converted into the world’s appropriate currency when withdrawn through your new wallet.

 

So I can take out Yen through it?

 

Yeah, one credit is worth 100 Yen which is roughly the same as a dollar.

 

Well, I’m guessing the quest was for a first-time completion but even so, the 84 credits just looted from the zombies isn’t nothing.

 

The dagger sounds interesting but so does the crafting materials.

 

Does that mean there are crafting classes?

 

There are, quite a few of them.

 

How do I unlock them?

 

You’ll unlock the basic classes by getting your first crafting materials related to them.

 

Well then.

 

‘Open metal cache’

 

‘Open necromancy cache’

 

‘Open tech cache’

 

Items added to inventory:

 

Tier 1 Metallic Materials x 5

 

Tier 1 Necromantic Materials x 3

 

Tier 1 Tech Materials x 6

 

How do these work exactly?

 

A tier 1 metallic material would be used up if you wanted to use the blacksmithing skill to make a tier 1 sword.

 

Same thing for all similar material packs.

 

Crafting Classes Unlocked:

 

Blacksmith - LVL 0/50 [0%]

 

Ritualist - LVL 0/50 [0%]

 

Mechanic - LVL 0/50 [0%]

 

You can have a combat class and a crafting class active at the same time.

 

If you want to change your crafting class, you will have to complete a related quest to be able to do so.

 

Blacksmith would be good if I can make new swords. Ritualist is no doubt meant for mages, specifically necromancers I’m assuming but Mechanic sounds very interesting.

 

I’ll take that.

 

Class Gained

 

Mechanic - LVL 0/50 [0%]

 

Gain 2 STR and INT every level

 

Quest Added

 

Road of the Mechanic

 

Objective: Obtain a set of basic tools for use in crafting

 

Optional Objective: Obtain an advanced set of tools

 

Reward: Free mechanic level, ability to disassemble tech and crafting unlocked

 

Optional Reward: Crafting Material Cache (Large) (Tech), Permanent +2% Mechanic EXP

 

What counts as a basic or advanced set?

 

A basic set are standard tools like hammers, chisels and spanners.

 

An advanced set would include power tools like circular saws or nail guns.

 

Well, guess I’m finding a hardware store somewhere.

 

I know there’s one vaguely near UA but that’s no help.

 

Oh well, I can search around the city tomorrow after training.

 

For now, I think I’ll go through the first stage of the dungeon a few more times, see how much stronger I can get in a few hours.

Name: Arcis

 

Class: Swordsman - LVL 8/100 [3%], Mechanic - LVL 0/50 [0%]

 

Race: Human

 

Alignment: True Neutral

 

HP: 410 [Regen of 205 per five minutes]

 

MP: 100 [Regen of 50 per minute]

 

SP: 410 [Regen of 205 per minute]

 

STR: 36

END: 41

DEX: 55

INT: 10

WIS: 10

CHA: 10

LCK: 10

 

50 DEX Milestone Reached

 

Reward: Cat-like

 

Your body is more flexible than it used to be and your reflexes have been slightly improved.

 

You will not always land on your feet.

 

Leaning back against the cold stone wall, I breathed heavily, my arms and legs aching from overuse and injuries.

 

Once I hit level 5 my EXP gain went down drastically with a message saying that I had reached a level threshold for stage 1 of the dungeon.

 

I still got EXP from killing the zombies, just much less of it. I also got fewer rewards after that point too.

 

In total I earned another 476 Credits and a few more material caches although still only metal, necromancy and tech.

 

Presumably they were the only drops in this part of the dungeon.

 

This is essentially the tutorial dungeon.

 

It’s meant to introduce you to combat and unlock the basic crafting classes as well as give you a place to train.

 

The second stage of the dungeon is for levels 5-15.

 

Maybe, but I didn’t want to push any further today. At least not until I killed 100 zombies with my sword.

 

Quest Complete - One-Handed Sword Proficiency Upgrade

 

Reward: One-Handed Sword Proficiency (Apprentice) (Passive)

 

You can wield a one-handed sword with a good deal of skill. You can certainly handle yourself better than most people but you probably shouldn’t try showing off.

 

Quest Added

 

One-Handed Sword Proficiency Upgrade

 

Objective: Kill 500 enemies with a one-handed sword

 

Reward: One-Handed Sword Proficiency (Adept) (Passive)

 

Getting extra knowledge and skill with a sword shoved into my head was an interesting experience.

 

And by interesting I mean painful.

 

Suck it up you big baby.

 

Get fucked, you don’t feel pain.

 

Anyway, I’ve been in here for at least two hours now and it was already evening when I went into the dungeon so I should probably head back to the apartment and eat something.

 

My stomach was growling at me more than the zombies that last run through.

 

Unequipping my sword and armour, I headed back through the portal and appeared inside the elevator on the ground floor of my apartment building.

 

Thankfully, nobody else was in there with me.

 

I pressed the button to the fifth floor and tapped my foot on the ground in time with the elevator music, trying to ignore the portal barely a foot behind me.

 

Stepping out of the metal box containing as much green fire as air I headed back into my apartment to find that, as I expected, nobody was home.

 

‘Parents’ working late again I guess.

 

Alright then, what is there for food in this place?

After realising that I don’t understand Japanese cooking at all, I decided to say fuck it and just ordered in pizza, using some of my new credits to pay for it.

 

It was quite funny to reach into a clearly empty wallet and withdraw the Yen I needed to pay for it and it gave the pizza guy a moment of confusion before he shrugged it off. Guess with quirks you see a lot of weird stuff and a magic wallet probably wasn’t even on his top 3 today.

 

As I sat down at the desk in my room with my pizza something occurred to me.

 

‘Inventory’

 

Himiko Toga (Conscious) (Confused)

 

Himiko Toga’s Knife (Bloodstained) (Yours)

 

Ah, my new pocket vampire.

 

...If I let her out, what reassurances do I have that she won’t try to kill me?

 

You have a sword.

 

True.

 

Pulling my sword out of my inventory, I attached it to my hip again before taking in a deep breath and summoning Toga.

 

The baffled and seemingly slightly scared blonde girl appeared with my hand holding her by the collar like a cat.

 

I lowered her to the ground and took a step back, one hand resting on the grip of my sword.

 

“Huh? What?” she gasped, looking around at my room, deeply confused before turning around and meeting my eyes. “You!” she exclaimed.

 

“Me,” I confirmed.

 

“What happened? Where was I?” she asked, seemingly lucid for once.

 

...Fuck it, who’s gonna believe her even if she tells anyone?

 

“In my inventory,” I replied.

 

“Like… in a video game?” she wondered.

 

“Exactly like a game,” I agreed. “I put you in there while I figured out what to do with you.”

 

“...What do you mean by that?” she asked nervously, acutely aware she didn’t have her knife on her.

 

“Nothing like what you’re thinking, I was hoping you’d hear me out and we can maybe make an arrangement,” I replied quickly.

 

“Can I have my knife back?” she asked.

 

“Once I finish, of course. Then you’ll be free to leave or you can stick around,” I promised.

 

The blonde vampire still looked hesitant but nodded.

 

I took a deep breath before I began.

 

“I’m not like most people, I understand nuances and give exactly no fucks about quirk legislation or bias,” I began. “I understand that killing is an action, neither a good or a bad one. It’s motive, context and circumstance that makes it good or bad. And you like killing, you like to see people driven before you, to know that you’re stronger, faster, smarter. To pounce on them and drink their blood, the become them, no, to become a better version of them than they could ever hope to be.”

 

“YES!” Himiko cried excitedly, an almost rapturous-looking fanged grin on her face.

 

+10 Affection with Himiko Toga (For understanding her)

 

“And there’s nothing really wrong with that. Most people would shy away from killing under almost all circumstances but then again, most people are pussies satisfied with lives of mediocrity,” I continued, hiding my own grin at seeing her grow more and more entranced with my every word.

 

+5 Affection with Himiko Toga (For being the first person to think the same way as her)

 

+10 CHA (Earning 30 reputation points through speech)

 

...Alright then, that’s good timing.

 

“Murder has always had a place in our society and it always will. Execution, assassination, battlefield combat, it’s all the same really. The stronger triumph over the weak, the wolves hunt the sheep. Your only problem is targeting,” I explain, earning a suddenly confused look.

 

“You let your bloodlust drive you to kill. It’s largely understandable given your quirk since you probably don’t tend to get enough blood to have full control over your own actions but it’s still a problem. The good news however, is that you can control that, and find a place to belong at the same time.”

 

“What do you mean?” she wondered, her eyes still shining with excitement.

 

“I know a lot of things that by all means, I shouldn’t. I know you practically worship Stain and want to become him. I know you consider yourself a follower of his and that you agree with his mission to cleanse the world of false heroes. I can help you with this,” I explain. “I know a few people who either need or deserve killing, villains who hurt others for no good reason and false heroes alike. And if you can control yourself enough to show me you can target these right people and nobody else?...well, I’m sure I can keep you flush in blood indefinitely.”

 

+10 Affection with Himiko Toga (For giving her the purpose she always wanted)

 

50 Reputation reached with Himiko Toga

 

Reward: Erase Presence ability

 

Notice: Stealth Proficiency (Adept) required to use this ability.

 

Requirement not met. Ability not usable.

 

...What?

 

When you reach 50 and 100 on someone’s relationship tracker, you earn rewards related to them.

 

In this instance, you learn her ability to temporarily vanish from sight.

 

Right, she did that in the licencing exam while disguised as Camie.

 

So I’ve unlocked that ability but I can’t use it until I’m good enough at Stealth?

 

That ability is far too useful to let go, a rogue class will probably be my next choice.

 

Himiko was still staring at me, her mouth wide with glee and her eyes shining. It was simultaneously flattering and terrifying.

 

Hmm, I wonder if anything’s changed now.

 

‘Observe’

 

Himiko Toga

 

Your friendly neighborhood serial killer

 

Class: Assassin - LVL 78/100 [0%]

 

Faction: You

 

Thoughts: You are the first person she’s met in the past several years who hasn’t rejected her due to her quirk or bloodlust and you are willing to allow her to keep killing and provide her with blood.

 

Affection: 50 (Desire)

 

...Desire?

 

Quest Complete - Two’s Company

 

Reward: First party member and party system unlocked

 

...Did I just officially recruit Himiko Toga as a party member?

 

Added to Party: Himiko Toga - LVL 78 Assassin

 

Yes you did.

 

I’ve no idea how you managed that with your CHA being what it is but it’ll help you and therefore me stay alive so I won’t think too hard about it.

 

...Well this is unexpected but I did make a promise.

 

I pulled her knife out of my inventory and wiped it off on my sleeve before holding it out towards her.

 

“You promise you won’t stab me?” I asked with a smirk.

 

“...Yes,” she decided after a few moments thought.

 

“Good enough for me,” I replied, handing her the knife.

 

She just held it close to her and started humming happily to herself as she sat down cross-legged on the floor.

 

“Where are we? Is this your room?” she asked, looking around again.

 

I was about to answer when she then asked, “What’s this box in the corner of my eyes?”.

 

...What?

 

Ah, she noticed.

 

Noticed what game?

 

Party chat, now you’re in a party together you can communicate through it, just think the message you want to send her and it’ll do it.

 

So I now basically have a telepathic link with a serial killer?

 

Yup.

 

...Alright sure.

 

‘Hey, this is me. It’s… part of an ability I have’ I thought, sending the message to her.

 

Himiko’s eyes widened in surprise as she read it. “Really? You can text me in my head?” she asked.

 

“You can do it back apparently, just think about the message you want to send and then send it,” I informed her.

 

‘Really? So you can read my thoughts now?’ said a message appearing in my vision.

 

‘The ones you send to me like those, yes. Others, no’ I sent back.

 

She grinned excitedly and then I suddenly received a barrage of nonsensical messages.

 

...Oh fuck.

 

This… might not have been the greatest idea.

I eventually managed to calm Himiko down and… discourage her from spamming me with messages.

 

By which I mean I threatened to take her knife away from her again.

 

She stopped instantly.

 

She also started sulking until I shoved pizza into her face at which point she soon brightened up.

 

She did eat most of the pizza by herself but honestly I can’t blame her. It’d probably been a while since she managed to eat this much without risk of it being taken away from her.

 

Plus, as it turns out, I don’t actually have to eat. I still can and I can feel hungry but not eating or drinking won’t actually have any negative effects other than feeling hungry or thirsty.

 

I also learned that a single slice of takeaway pizza restores 80 HP so I’m probably going to end up taking the Chef class at some point.

 

Speaking of which, what do I need to do to change classes?

 

Quest Added

 

Combat Class Change Unlock

 

Objectives: Reach level 30 Swordsman, Reach Adept One-Handed Sword proficiency

 

Reward: Ability to change combat class

 

Quest Added

 

Crafting Class Change Unlock

 

Objectives: Reach level 20 Mechanic, Disassemble 50 tech items using Mechanic class, Build 25 tech items using Mechanic class

 

Alright, they’re manageable.

 

Unless something urgent changes I’ll probably stick with my current classes but the option to change will be nice.

 

Now then, I also don’t need to sleep but considering I feel tired, I will.

 

Also because sleeping was one of my favourite things in my old life and I don’t see a reason that should change.

 

Although there is the problem of Himiko.

 

“Do you want my bed and I’ll take the sofa or are you fine with the sofa?” I asked.

 

“Huh? I thought we were both in the bed,” she replied, apparently genuinely confused.

 

...Ah right, desire.

 

“...Fine,” I relented, just throwing my shirt off and climbing onto my bed, lying on my side and facing away.

 

There was a quiet rustling sound from behind me before I felt Himiko climb onto the bed next to me and immediately press herself against my back.

 

Judging by how much skin I could feel on my bare back, I was pretty sure she’d at least gotten rid of the shirt I let her borrow after she took a shower.

 

“You know, it’s normally polite to ask for snuggles before taking them,” I teased.

 

“...Can we snuggle?” she asked after a moment.

 

“...Sure, just please don’t stab me and if you want to drink my blood, ask first,” I decided.

 

“Kay!” she replied cheerfully, getting right back to pressing herself against me.

 

I sighed for a second before gently pushing her away so I could lie on my back and I held my arm out to the side to give her room.

 

As I’d suspected, she was now just in her underwear and seemingly not shy about that fact at all.

 

She eagerly nestled into my side, her head resting on my shoulder as my arm came to wrap around her back and rest on her shoulder.

 

The satisfied noise she made sounded suspiciously cat-like which only made my next decision much simpler.

 

I reached over with my other arm and patted her on the head for a few seconds.

 

+2 Affection with Himiko Toga (For bestowing upon her a headpat)

 

Quest Added

 

Pet the Kitty

 

Objective: Pet 10 Catgirl or Catgirl-like characters

 

Progress: 1/10

 

Rewards: The satisfaction of petting the kitty, ?

 

I shall devote my life to this cause.

 

That isn’t at all a surprise.

 

Hey, you’re the one that gave me the quest.

 

Fair enough.

 

Himiko just mewled happily and looked up at me with her yellow, feline eyes that almost seemed to glow in the dark.

 

She opened her mouth for a second before suddenly shutting it harshly, the sound making us both wince.

 

“...Can I bite you?” she asked quietly, almost having to force the words out.

 

Game, will I run out of blood if she drinks too much?

 

You’re a Gamer, you have basically infinite blood.

 

It’s why the occasional Gamer death ends up being so messy.

 

And so I can constantly bleed from injuries?

 

Yeah, pretty much.

 

You’re a fucked up individual, I think we’re going to get along well.

 

“Sure, just be careful please,” I replied, nodding as I did and twisting my head as to expose my neck to her, an action which I never thought I would be willingly doing.

 

She grinned happily before stretching her head out towards my neck and licking the area where my neck meets my shoulder, again, like a cat.

 

I just chuckled at the feeling of getting licked like that before I felt her fangs pierce the skin.

 

I winced but there wasn’t actually much pain. I could feel her teeth but it was a numb kind of pain, like a needle in skin after anaesthetic.

 

I just let her drink away, hoping I didn’t end up needing to wash my blood off the sheets in the morning.

 

About a minute into it, she stopped and pulled away, seemingly forcing herself to do so.

 

“I… I’ve had enough,” she forced out, her voice almost breathless and her eyes still fixed on my neck.

 

Aww bless her, she’s trying to restrain herself so she doesn’t kill me.

 

Am I in any danger if she keeps drinking and what would happen if I let her?

 

You won’t be in any danger if she drinks for the next hour, you can just let her drink her fill, you might find her more lucid than normal in the morning after satisfying her quirk.

 

Or she might give into her bloodthirst and start cutting you up to get even more.

 

You know just the right things to say you etherial cockwipe.

 

“I’m alright, if you’re still thirsty you can keep drinking,” I permitted, giving her a smile out the side of my mouth.

 

She didn’t need any more convincing.

 

Her mouth immediately latched back onto the previous spot, her fangs piercing my skin again.

 

It didn’t hurt at all this time, is her saliva a natural anaesthetic?

 

Apparently so.

 

It’s unlikely you’d be able to use it for anything other than its intended use of making feedings mostly painless, I know what you were thinking.

 

Aww.

 

Oh well, if it means she can drink from me and not hurt me I won’t complain at all.

 

Some things I did have a tiny complaint about however were the moans she was giving out while she sucked and licked at my neck and the way her body shuddered with delight.

 

It wasn’t that it put me off, not at all.

 

It was that my body was starting to respond to it and I was regretting wearing sweatpants today.

 

They don’t do shit for hiding hard-ons.

 

Instead I just used my spare arm to hold down the covers and thought intensely about the least sexy things I could like… joinery.

 

Wait no, now I’m just picturing Japanese joinery videos I used to watch on youtube and it’s not actually helping matters at all.

 

...What the fuck?

 

Look, when things fit together perfectly? That’s a unique kind of pleasure.

 

...You a nasty motherfucker.

 

I’m just a man of both simple and complex tastes.

 

With another moan muffled by my shoulder, Himiko eventually pulled away again, wiping a few stray drops of blood from around her mouth with the back of her hand.

 

Her eyes looked almost glazed and she had a delirious smile on her face.

 

+15 Affection with Himiko Toga (For letting her sate her thirst for the first time in months)

 

Ah shit, she’s high on blood isn’t she?

 

“You feel better now?” I asked, ignoring the feeling of the single drop of blood trickling down my neck.

 

She just nodded, her gleeful expression never changing, before she snuggled up to me again, throwing one of her arms over my torso and holding onto my side.

 

I just carried on holding her with my left arm and pressed my right hand against the puncture wounds on my neck until they stopped bleeding which it seemed like was already happening.

 

Within minutes, she was quietly snoring.

 

...Today was a weird day.

 

I found out I died, I got Isekai’d into My Hero Academia and now Himiko Toga is sleeping half-naked next to me after drinking a lot of my blood.

 

Welcome to the life of a Gamer.

 

No refunds are available.

 

Oh no I’m with this all the way.

 

I have a hot, probably tamed serial killer sleeping next to me, I’ve never been happier.

 

With that thought on my mind, I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep listening to Himiko’s soft breathing.

Chapter 3: Dating sim speedrun

Notes:

First smut of the story in this chapter, right at the end. You'll know when it begins.

+5 Reputation with Yagi Toshinori (For stopping him from making a stupid mistake)

 

+10 Reputation with Izuku Midoriya (For stopping him from pulverizing his own arm)

 

+10 CHA (Earning 30 reputation points through speech)

 

You know, I was actually hoping that by convincing them to give Izuku One for All earlier than normal, they’d have been encouraged to be sensible about it.

 

I only barely arrived in time to stop Izuku from punching an old fridge into the horizon and turning at least half of his arm bones into powder.

 

I was nearly late because as it turns out, Himiko is a massive cuddler and nearly refused to let me escape.

 

I managed to placate her with promises of people to murder though so she eventually released me.

 

It was a frantic few seconds after arriving on the beach and seeing Izuku drawing his arm back to punch a fridge, his arm glowing with red veins.

 

Thankfully I stopped them before they ruined his arm and most likely would have had to take him to Recovery Girl.

 

“Alright… what exactly was your thought process there?” I asked.

 

“Well… he needs to use the quirk and to learn what it’s capable of,” Yagi replied.

 

“Remember how you said the quirk could have made him explode? Do you really think having him use it at full power immediately would go well?” I snapped.

 

“Well… I managed to use it at full strength right from the start,” he protested.

 

“Were you 18 years old and had only been working out for about 8 months before getting One for All?” I questioned.

 

“...No,” he replied sheepishly.

 

I nodded and looked towards Izuku. “No offense Midoriya, but you’re not All Might yet, doing things the way he does them won’t always work for you.”

 

“But, he’s the number one hero and the symbol of peace, surely that means his way is the best?” Izuku questioned.

 

“Not for you, you’re different people and therefore you’ll find a way to use the quirk differently,” I explained. “Alright, let me make a few assumptions, feel free to correct me at any point if I’m wrong.”

 

“I’m guessing before you got all beefy and hot, you were skinny and… well, like a shorter version of All Might in his real form?” I questioned, knowing the answer.

 

Izuku flushed for a second at being called hot but nodded. “Maybe not as skinny but… yeah,” he admitted shyly.

 

“That means you’ll probably never be as tall or as generally physically large as All Might, it’s not impossible but it’s unlikely,” I continued. “With your body the way it is now, I’d look into combining your strength with speed and agility since you’re no doubt more agile than All Might is.”

 

“He does have a good point young Midoriya,” All Might admitted. “I am still very fast due to the embers of One for All but I can hardly be called limber, at least in my hero form.”

 

“So with that in mind, instead of focusing on all strength and massive smashes like All Might, how about instead, for now at least, you keep it a low percentage of power, find your body’s safe limit and use it to make yourself fast and strong?” I suggested.

 

“But… it’s All Might’s quirk,” Izuku protested, “Surely I should use it the way he did?”

 

I grinned.

 

Don’t you fucking say it.

 

Too late bitch.

 

“It’s your quirk now, not his,” I told him. “Just because it came from him originally doesn’t make it any less yours, it’s like any quirk passed down from someone’s parents.”

 

+5 Reputation with Izuku Midoriya (You know why)

 

“It’s… my quirk?” he repeated aloud.

 

“Of course it is, and it’s now also your secret,” I continued, looking at All Might as I did so. “All Might, I know you’ve kept this secret for a long time and you’ll be loath to give it up… but if Izuku feels he can trust someone enough, he should tell them. He’ll need all the help he can get after all.”

 

All Might sighed loudly but nodded, “I… understand your reasoning,” he admitted, then chuckling quietly. “You better make it into UA, you’re doing a better job at this teaching thing than me.”

 

I just shrugged, “Sometimes it just helps to have an outside perspective.”

 

That’s one thing to call it.

 

Hush you.

 

“Now then, how about you try visualising your power… but keep it as low as you can, say, 5% if you can manage it,” I suggested.

 

Izuku nodded and was about to try before I stopped him.

 

“Oh and one more thing, when you were about to use it earlier, was it spread all around your body or centered in your arm?” I asked.

 

“In my arm I guess, why?” Izuku wondered.

 

“Don’t do that,” I warned. “If you can, try to spread it around your body. That way there’ll be less strain on your whole body.”

I grinned slightly before continuing.

 

“Think of it like an egg in a microwave. A small egg will cook/explode faster than a large egg, the small egg being your arm and the large egg being your whole body,” I explained.

 

Oh you fucker, you’re just rubbing it in now.

 

No idea what you’re talking about my etherial friend.

 

“Oh! I get it!” he exclaimed excitedly, smacking his fist into his open palm.

 

“An egg in a microwave? You do come up with some strange metaphors,” All Might teased.

 

Glancing out of the corner of my eye I saw Izuku gain a sheepish look on his face.

 

So he had been thinking that anyway.

 

I just chuckled quietly.

 

“Anyway, how about we give that a go?” I called out, receiving a pair of nods in response.

 

+2 STR (Physical training)

+2 END (Physical training)

 

...Seriously? That’s all I got from nearly eight hours of training with All Might?

 

Focusing on Izuku using One for All or not, that’s just embarrassing.

 

At least I managed to get Izuku to figure out his full cowling already, that’ll save him an awful lot of pain in the future, even if he’d yet to remember he had legs.

 

Oh well, he’ll either realise that soon enough or I’ll just have to tell him.

 

Using quite a lot of the credits I earned from my grind session yesterday, I paid for what counted as an advanced set of tools for my Mechanic class on my way home.

 

Quest Complete - Road of the Mechanic

 

Reward: Free mechanic level, ability to disassemble tech and crafting unlocked

 

Optional Reward: Crafting Material Cache (Large) (Tech), Permanent +2% Mechanic EXP

 

So, new plan for training with All Might is probably just going to be making sure Izuku doesn’t break himself while I carry on shifting trash around and keep a bunch of it to take apart for my mechanic class quest.

 

But right now, I need to have a quick chat with my new vampiric cat/snuggle buddy.

 

I opened the door to my apartment, finding it empty apart from Himiko lying on the sofa.

 

She’s lying in a sunbeam.

 

If I headpat her again would it count for the quest?

 

Nope, one pat per person.

 

You’re also not going to be able to grind reputation or affection with headpats either, you only get it once.

 

Aww.

 

“Hey Himiko, sorry to interrupt your cat activities but we need to talk,” I called out, sitting down opposite her, dumping my new bag of tools to the side.

 

She pouted but sat up to face me.

 

“So, first of all, I’m assuming you have some questions? Feel free to ask me any of them,” I offered.

 

“Alright… what is this party chat thing exactly?” she asked.

 

“Well, that’s a long story but I guess we’ve got time. If you like you can think of it as my quirk, or part of it at least. It basically lets me live life like a character from a video game. I have an inventory, classes, levels, health points and apparently a party system,” I began to explain. “There’s a lot more to it than that but I’m still figuring it out myself, but that’s the reason you could drink from me for as long as you did last night, I basically can’t run out of blood.”

 

Her eyes lit up at that idea but she continued listening.

 

“It’s also because of this ‘quirk’ that I know a lot of things about the world that I would otherwise have no way of knowing, like the fact you practically worship Stain and want to become him. It’s how I have a list of names of people that deserve killing,” I explained.

 

“Are you going to give me that list?” she asked excitedly.

 

“Soon, but first, I want you to show me something so you’re going to come with me,” I instructed. “We’re going to go to a ‘dungeon’, again, a product of my quirk and a place where you can kill as much as you want with no repercussions,” I replied with a grin.

 

She immediately bounded out of her seat and giggled excitedly.

 

Even when mostly lucid she still gets excited over murder, good to know.

 

“Hold up a sec, I want you to prove to me that you can kill and not go crazy. If you can, I’ll give you the first name on the list,” I said, holding my hand out to block her path.

 

“Deal,” she immediately responded, holding her hand out towards me.

 

I chuckled as I shook it.

 

Bless her, she was trying so hard to be ‘normal’ for me.

 

“You don’t have to act any differently Himiko,” I told her, “Just because you don’t act ‘normally’ for me doesn’t mean I won’t give you blood or names, I don’t want to change you like that, I like you because you’re you, I don’t want you to change.”

 

+5 Affection with Himiko Toga (For allowing her to be who she is)

 

Himiko’s cheeks flushed red as she grinned even further.

 

“You’re making it really hard to stay calm right now you know,” she commented.

 

“No need to, go ahead and do what you feel like,” I replied.

 

She didn’t need to be told twice.

 

One second she was a few feet away from me, the next I felt soft lips on mine and hands grabbing my upper arms to hold me in place.

 

This was… unexpected.

 

She has 72 affection and she was on desire at 50.

 

She’s not far off outright obsession.

 

...Okay I knew she fell in love quickly but this is just ridiculous.

 

Still, I am absolutely not fucking complaining.

 

She pulled away after a few seconds, giggling and bouncing in place while I just stood there, essentially comatose.

 

I eventually snapped out of it with a goofy grin on my face.

 

“...Alright then, want to go kill a bunch of zombies?” I asked, still in a slight stupor.

 

“Zombies? THAT SOUNDS AWESOME!” she cried excitedly.

 

I dropped my bag of tools into my inventory and led her towards the elevator, pressing the button and waiting for it to reach my floor.

 

Hey, will she be able to actually see the dungeon and interact with it?

 

Yeah, she’s in your party now, that gives her a bunch of benefits from the Gamer system.

 

None as strong as yours and nowhere near as many but she gets them.

 

You have a party screen now you can look at.

 

Alright then, ‘Party’

 

Party Leader

 

Name: Arcis Kirigaya

 

Classes: Swordsman LVL - 8/100

              Mechanic LVL - 1/50

 

HP: 430/430

 

MP: 100/100

 

SP: 430/430

 

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

 

Sexuality: Pansexual

 

Relationships: Himiko Toga (72) (Mutual attraction)

Party Member [1/1]

 

Name: Himiko Toga

 

Classes: Assassin LVL - 78/100

 

HP: 450/450

 

MP: 300/300

 

SP: 450/450

 

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

 

Sexuality: Bisexual

 

Relationships: Arcis Kirigaya (72) (Mutual Attraction)

 

Okay, why are sexuality and relationships listed on the party screen?

 

Typically gamers end up recruiting party members that they want to fuck so it helps them know if that’s even possible without making some changes.

 

...Some changes?

 

...Look in the settings menu.

 

I have a settings menu?

 

As I scrolled through, I nodded at the options. I could control the volume I hear among other more mundane things but then I noticed a switch at the bottom.

 

Character Sex

 

Male <-  Female

 

...I can change my biological sex?

 

Yes you can.

 

It was eventually added after way too many gamers decided the most level-headed thing to do after being turned down by a lesbian or a gay man was to destroy the entire world out of rage and spite.

 

So we just put that in to stop you tantrum throwing idiots from ruining the worlds we work hard on making.

 

You steal them from video games and anime, and probably more too.

 

And we work hard to steal them.

 

Well, that’ll require some ‘exploration’ later on.

 

I don’t even need to be in your head to know what you mean by that.

 

I am going to build you a body and you are going to be forced to know what it feels like to be motivated by bodily impulses.

 

...That’s possibly the strangest threat I’ve ever received.

 

Anyway, I’m guessing these options only affect me?

 

Right, there are ways you can cause the same effects on other people within the game but most of the time they’re magic effects.

 

Booo.

 

I’ll find a way to do them with tech.

 

Quest Added

 

Who needs magic when you have science?

 

Objective: Recreate 3 permanent body changing magical effects with technology

 

Reward: Schematics for all permanent body changing magical effects as technology

 

Sweet.

 

Oh yeah, it says I have 1/1 party members, how do I increase that?

 

CHA stat unlocks.

 

Should have expected that to be honest.

Seeing Himiko’s baffled expression at the swirling green flames that made up the portal to the crypt dungeon was the second best part of today already, the kiss being the best.

 

Still, after coaxing her through and putting my armour on, I explained how the dungeon worked.

 

She seemed relieved to find out that the zombies wouldn’t infect her but I was still worried about her getting injured in the first place.

 

You can look at her stat screen for that, she has one now.

 

‘Himiko’s stats’

 

Name: Himiko Toga

 

Class: Assassin - LVL 78/100 [0%]

 

Race: Human (Quirked)

 

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

 

HP: 450 [Regen of 1% per ten minutes]

 

MP: 300 [Regen of 10% per minute]

 

SP: 450 [Regen of 40% per minute]

 

STR: 20

 

END: 45

 

DEX: 140

 

INT: 30

 

WIS: 50

 

CHA: 15

 

LCK: 50

 

...Huh, those are much lower stats than I expected for such a high level.

 

That’s because until now she’s just been a regular, if very skilled human.

 

Now that she’s an official party member, she’s essentially been given a much less powerful version of the Gamer system.

 

Her’s isn’t sentient and it won’t help her like I do you but it does give her access to stats, health, mana and stamina as well as classes and exp.

 

She doesn’t have any abilities yet like you do but as she earns exp, she’ll unlock them.

 

Starting at a high level like she has actually works against her, it means that she’ll level up slower, have less possible levels to gain and therefore won’t benefit as much from the stat increases that come with level ups.

 

She also isn’t as powerful as you’d think based on her level.

 

If you sent her into the next area of the dungeon on her own, she’d almost certainly get killed eventually because her stats are similar to yours for the most part despite her high level.

 

So it’d actually be more beneficial to recruit weaker characters and have them level up to get more stats?

 

That’s a matter of opinion.

 

Let’s say you recruited someone like Aizawa to your party. He’d be a high level already and so wouldn’t improve that much from stat increases.

 

However, he is already an incredibly skilled fighter and experienced hero.

 

Natural skills and talent such as his can beat the kinds of proficiencies Gamers acquire from quests and levelling.

 

Ah I see, so he’d still be incredibly skilled, he’d just plateau sooner than everyone else in terms of power levels but would have an advantage in skills over them even if he has lower stats?

 

Correct.

 

Can my party members unlock and change classes? Or learn crafting classes?

 

They can, but only when they’ve maxed out their current class, at least when it comes to combat classes.

 

They can learn crafting classes at any time if they don’t already have one as long as you are a high enough level to teach them or you find them a suitable tutor but if they then want to change, they will also have to be maxed out levelled on them.

 

That’s great news.

 

It’s inconvenient how they’ll have to stick with the same classes until they reach max level but at least they can change and grow stronger after that.

 

“So, remember why we’re here?” I asked, attaching my sword to my hip.

 

“So I can prove I can keep myself under control,” Himiko replied, her knife already in her hand.

 

“Right, but that doesn’t mean you can’t have fun with it,” I added with a grin, drawing my sword and pulling out another purchase from the hardware store from my inventory.

 

Holding my sword out in front of me, I began to pour lamp oil over the blade before holding it up to one of the wall torches which made the blade burst into flames.

 

I recoiled slightly from the heat but grinned widely.

 

“Now I don’t need to carry a torch with me, plus I have more oil and matches in my inventory to relight it,” I said, gently swinging my flaming sword around in front of me like a sparkler.

 

“Ooh that looks like fun, can I do that with my knife?” Himiko asked, standing very close to the burning blade.

 

“Eeeeh, I wouldn’t. Not unless you want to get burned hands,” I cautioned her.

 

She pouted but took my point.

 

I chuckled and lead her into the dark corridor, pulling out a flashlight and clipping it to my belt so we still had some light even if my sword went out.

 

As soon as she heard the first groan, Himiko was practically bouncing as we moved.

 

The near instant we spotted the first zombie, she pounced at it, immediately burying her knife handle deep into its chest.

 

Apparently she’d forgotten we were dealing with zombies so she seemed genuinely surprised when it didn’t die and instead leaned in to bite her in the face.

 

I stepped in and beat it in the forehead with the pommel of the sword, knocking it away from the vampire before beheading it with a single slash.

 

“Remember, unless you manage to sever the spine, you’ll probably only kill them by stabbing them in the brain,” I reminded her.

 

“Right… sorry Arcis,” she apologised sheepishly.

 

I patted her on the back, “No biggie, just make sure to stab the face of the next one you see, not the heart.”

 

“Got it!” she cried, holding her knife in the air above her head like a kind of salute.

 

“Come on, let’s go zombie hunting.”

Level Up

 

Swordsman - LVL 10/100 [1%]

 

+3 STR

+3 END

+5 DEX

 

Level 10 Swordsman Skills Added

 

[Dodge(Novice)] (Passive)

 

Gain a 1% chance to dodge all damage from attacks. Limit, 3 times per day.

 

[Lunging Strike] (Active)

 

150 SP Cost

 

Surge forward between 1 and 5 metres towards your chosen enemy, if reached, attack with a melee weapon and add (DEX/2) X distance travelled (in metres).

 

Alright awesome, I’m probably about ready to move into the second stage of the dungeon.

 

But not today, I think I’ll leave that until tomorrow.

 

Wait, I have school tomorrow.

 

Shit.

 

Oh well, I can do some INT and WIS training while there and Himiko can get to work on her first mission.

 

That reminds me, I should text Izuku later and ask at what time he meets his trainer after school.

 

In the meantime, I have more pressing matters.

 

By which I mean, Himiko pressing me up against a wall and invading my mouth with her tongue.

 

+15 Affection with Himiko Toga (For looking ‘beautiful’ covered in zombie blood and brains)

 

Well, I have Himiko Toga’s tongue in my mouth, I have nothing to complain about.

 

The baffled expression has been pushed down to third best event of the day and the prior kiss is now in second place.

 

Honestly I don’t even care about the fact I can feel the blood starting to cake on my skin and that I have a stone brick sticking into my lower back. She has her tongue in my mouth and both hands tightly gripping my face and I have one hand on her side and one squeezing her ass through her skirt.

 

This is the best day in either of my lives.

I eventually managed to pull Himiko out of the murder dungeon, she pouted at first but another kiss soon stopped that.

 

Plus, she was good in there. She hadn’t gone feral at the very least and really, that was what I was worried about.

 

So with that in mind.

 

“I’m going to give you your first name,” I announced.

 

The squeal of excitement Himiko gave nearly deafened me but I pushed through.

 

“Who? Tell me tell me tell me!” she demanded.

 

“First, let me talk a little bit about Stain,” I began. “He wants to purge the world of fake heroes but he claims that All Might is worthy, would you agree with that?” I asked.

 

“Of course, if Mr Stainy says it then All Might must be good,” Himiko reasoned.

 

“Then in that case, the person chosen by All Might to fill his shoes when he retires must be equally as good right?” I asked.

 

“Yeah, if someone was going to be the new All Might and picked by All Might, he’d have to be a great hero,” Himiko replied confidently.

 

“Well how would you feel then, if I were to tell you that this person, All Might’s successor, could have been driven to suicide by someone?” I asked.

 

Himiko immediately froze and she glared angrily. “Someone would do that?” she asked, furious at the idea.

 

“They would. And that person is your first name; Katsuki Bakugo,” I revealed. “He’s a Musutafu native, so he’s local. He’s the same age as us and he wants to be a hero… but he is the kind of person who would grow up to be the poster child for everything that Stain hates, he’s vicious, greedy, arrogant and cares nothing for helping people, only proving that he’s the strongest.”

 

There was a steely look in Himiko’s eyes as she took in this information. “And he’s the first person you want me to kill?” she asked.

 

“The first, and possibly one of the worst,” I confirmed. “If you ever meet All Might’s successor… you’d see exactly why he deserves to die. Someone who would try to extinguish a light so bright can’t be permitted to live.”

 

“You… have you met him?” Himiko asked, suddenly interested.

 

I smiled slightly and nodded, “I have, his name is Izuku Midoriya,” I replied.

 

“What… what’s he like?” Himiko asked.

 

“Where do I start? He’s… everything you expect a hero to be, he’s the kind to push through his fears to save an enemy, kind to people who probably don’t deserve it and I’m not sure I’ve ever met a harder worker. He’ll be entering UA this year,” I answered with a fond smile.

 

“Is he cute?” she asked with great interest.

 

I snickered and nodded, “He’s somehow cute and hot at the same time, it’s not fair,” I confirmed, pulling out my phone and handing it to her.

 

She scrolled through a few pictures I’d snapped today of Izuku exercising, mostly without a shirt on.

 

You thirsty bitch.

 

What? He’s hot.

 

I noticed Himiko practically starting to drool.

 

“I wonder what he’d look like covered in blood?” she murmured.

 

I grinned and shuffled next to her, placing my hand over one of hers.

 

“How about I paint you a picture in your mind?” I offered.

 

She nodded and closed her eyes.

 

“Imagine yourself in a dark forest, far from civilization. A few hundred metres behind you, the forest burns with blue fire and thick smoke,” I began, weaving an image in in her head as best I could. “Adrenaline is rushing through your blood, you’ve just been in a fight and you’ve even made two new friends. Now, you see him for just barely a moment, between a pair of trees, but it’s an image that will stay for you the rest of your life.”

 

“What is it? What do I see?” she asked, almost breathless.

 

“His green hair is messy and covered with rock dust, a cut is open on his forehead and dripping blood down over his eye. His shirt is missing, showing that both of his arms are horrifically broken, the veins ruined and dripping with blood. There isn’t a single part of him that you can see that isn’t injured. And yet he’s still standing there, defiant and vicious in all the best ways. He’s just emerged victorious against a great foe, one far beyond him yet he triumphed all the same, but he isn’t done yet. There are still people in danger and while he can still move, he’ll still do everything he can possibly do to save them, no matter how many more injuries he takes or mow much more blood he ends up covered in.”

 

I felt quite proud of myself actually.

 

From the harsh pants and intakes of breath that Himiko was experiencing, I got the feeling she was picturing it exactly as it would happen.

 

“Oh he’s…” Himiko gasped, finally opening her eyes.

 

“Perfect?” I offered with a grin.

 

+12 Affection with Himiko Toga (For painting her a picture of her near-perfect guy and not discouraging her from feeling that way)

 

She didn’t say anything, instead she just climbed into my lap and slammed her lips against mine, pulling at my collar to keep our faces pressed together.

 

After about thirty seconds of her trying to suck my soul out of my mouth, she pulled back and whispered, “Nearly… nearly perfect… but he hasn’t given me purpose or let me be who I am without changing me.”

 

“And who would it be that did those?” I teased.

 

She giggled and stroked my cheek with her palm. “You, you big dummy,” she replied before kissing me again and pressing her body against mine.

 

I held her close to me, enjoying the warmth of her body pressed against mine and the softness of her lips on mine.

 

After a minute or so, she pulled away before lowering her head and licking my neck before gently sinking her teeth into it.

 

I just chuckled as she started drinking again.

 

“Oh, never change Himiko,” I muttered fondly into her ear.

 

She paused her feeding to look me in the eyes.

 

“So many times, people have left me alone, or tried to change me… but you haven’t. And I don’t think you will… will you?” she asked nervously.

 

“No, I won’t,” I promised.

 

+1 Affection with Himiko Toga (For promising to love her, for her(At least, that’s what she heard))

 

“Then… I’m yours,” she promised, slamming her lips against mine once again.

 

100 Affection reached with Himiko Toga

 

Reward: Transform (Quirk)

 

Quirk slot unlocked

 

Equip new quirk?

 

...Yes.

 

It’s exactly what you think it is, you can use her quirk now.

 

You’ll unlock people’s quirks by getting them to 100, whether it’s affection or reputation.

 

You can only equip one at a time but you can swap them out whenever you want.

 

I can’t believe I’m saying this, but, as cool as that is, I don’t actually care about that right now.

 

Understandable, enjoy.

 

I eagerly returned the kiss, pressing my tongue against her lips. She quickly opened them, allowing it inside to gently wrestle with her own.

 

As we did, my hand slowly stroked up the sides of her bare legs, starting near her knees and slowly sliding up her outer thighs.

 

Her hands grabbed onto my t-shirt as my fingers gently pressed into her smooth legs, still working their way up towards her waist.

 

As my hands finally reached her hips, grazing the soft skin beneath her skirt, she bucked into my legs slightly with a breathy moan into my mouth.

 

Deciding to move things along, I picked her up, my hands on her ass, and walked towards my bedroom.

 

She got with the program quickly, tugging at my shirt and pulling it over my head as she wrapped her legs around my waist.

 

She tossed it to the side as I passed through the open door, kicking it closed behind me, soon removing her own sweater and shirt in a single motion, leaving her in just her underwear and skirt.

 

She eagerly pressed her chest against mine and ran her hands up and down my sides and back.

 

I’d never exactly been the strongest or most physically appealing in my last life but the Gamer system was good for the physique and clearly, she wasn’t disappointed with what she was feeling.

 

And neither was I. She didn’t have a large chest, but the bra she was wearing provided an ample amount of cleavage which I approved of immensely.

 

I soon made it to the bed and placed her down on her back before climbing onto the bed over her.

 

She was looking up at me with an expression that I could only describe as ‘worship’.

 

It was incredibly flattering but also slightly unnerving and in a way, quite sad.

 

She leaned up from the bed to reach behind her and undo her bra, quickly removing it and tossing it to the side, revealing her pale, perky breasts to me.

 

I grinned and leaned down to her neck just underneath her jaw, gently kissing and nibbling her skin, very, very slowly moving down, each gentle bite drawing a moan and a twitch from her lower body.

 

As I reached the bottom of her neck, I gave her a lick all the way back up to the top before starting my slow journey back down again which made her whine in frustration.

 

Grinning, I didn’t stop or go back when I reached the base of her neck this time, instead I bit down harder, enough to leave a mark but not enough to break the skin.

 

That drew out a loud groan of pleasure from her, as did my hands starting to grip and grope her breasts as my mouth continued to slowly trail down towards them.

 

Just as I thought she was ready to burst, I stopped teasing her and took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking and nibbling on it.

 

At first it started off gentle but the way she practically pushed her chest onto my mouth told me she wanted it a bit harder.

 

So I gave her what she wanted, applying more pressure to her nipples with my teeth and lips and groping tighter with my hands.

 

Her entire lower body twitched dramatically and she nearly yelped when I started doing this which told me a lot about her.

 

So, you’re a masochist and a sadist are you? Good to know.

 

She arched her back as I bit down on her breast again, giving me an opportunity to slip one of my hands under her back and run it up and down the smooth skin, feeling a few faint scars under my fingers.

 

That hand trailed down until it reached the waistband of her skirt, something that she immediately pushed down her legs, squirming slightly to be able to kick it away, leaving her in just a pair of small black panties with a noticeable wet spot on it from where she had been occasionally grinding against my leg.

 

I crawled down the bed away from her until my head was just over her waist and I gripped both sides of her panties in my hands before swiftly tugging them down her legs and leaving her completely exposed underneath me.

 

There was a small tuft of blonde hair, that she’d apparently trimmed at some point, above the gleaming folds between her legs.

 

I met her eyes for a second with a grin before lowering my face towards it and licking it from the base all the way up to her clit which did make her squeal with pleasure.

 

With my hands gripping her soft thighs to hold her legs apart, I started spreading her pussy apart with my tongue, the wet muscle exploring every crevice it could reach, each flick of my tongue drawing out another gasp or moan.

 

I wasn’t experienced with this by any means, but I was eager and that seemed to be good enough for her.

 

It was when I started teasing her with my fingers and licking at her clit that her legs suddenly clamped around my head and her body shuddered violently.

 

A few moments later, she released me, panting harshly after pulling her hand away from her mouth.

 

Even in the dim light from the street lights outside I could see the teeth marks in her hand from where she’d bitten down to stop herself from screaming presumably.

 

That was an ego boost and a half.

 

True she was probably completely unaccustomed to most kinds of pleasure and especially pleasure from a source other than herself but even so, huge ego boost.

 

I pushed myself up and stood on my knees, intending on slipping out of the cloth prison my pants had become.

 

Noticing this, Himiko quickly did the same, almost too quickly in fact, losing balance and falling against me, her nude, sweaty torso pressing against mine.

 

She pawed eagerly at the tent in my pants and whispered into my ear, “Please… let me.”

 

I had no arguments and moved my own hands to her body, one trailing up and down her side while the other found its way to her beautiful ass and gave it a firm squeeze.

 

As she practically nuzzled my neck, she pushed my pants down my legs with both hands, her thumbs hooked into the waistband.

 

As soon as my dick was free, she grabbed onto it in one hand.

 

Thankfully she wasn’t rough with it, I know for certain it’d do HP damage if she was.

 

Still pressing her body against mine, she jerked me off for a few minutes.

 

It was pleasant but ultimately wouldn’t be enough for me to cum.

 

She’d apparently come to the same conclusion and had leant backwards on the bed and spread her legs open invitingly.

 

Smiling with equal parts excitement and nerves, I crawled over her until my dick was just over her awaiting pussy.

 

“You sure you want this?” I asked, meeting her stunning cat-like eyes.

 

She nodded confidently and wrapped her legs around my waist, ensuring I couldn’t back away.

 

Which wouldn’t have been a problem anyway.

 

It was only after I had begun sliding my length inside her that the question of condoms appeared in my mind but it was immediately cast to the side by the sudden rush of pleasure.

 

Himiko meanwhile had tightened her grip around my waist with her legs and was trying to pull me even deeper inside her, moaning in pleasure the whole time.

 

I lost track of how long I was thrusting in and out of her but eventually I was covered in sweat, Himiko was in the throes of another orgasm and I was about to reach mine.

 

While I liked Himiko an awful lot and might even love her soon enough, I wasn’t going to risk getting her pregnant, definitely not after only two days in this new world.

 

So I pulled out and ground my shaft against her thighs to finish myself off, cumming on her stomach.

 

Sexual Stamina Check Failed (Req END = 50, END = 49)

 

...Okay seriously that’s just rubbing it in.

 

And not in a good way.

 

Look on the bright side, it means levelling up your END means you’ll be able to keep it going for longer.

 

You make an excellent point Game.

 

Also, I feel like I’m about to pass out.

 

I allowed myself to collapse onto my bed beside Himiko who was still trying to get her breath back and absentmindedly playing with the semen on her stomach with her fingers.

 

“Hope I… didn’t disappoint,” I gasped, catching my own breath.

 

Himiko shook her head and turned over to lie on her side facing me, grinning widely.

 

“Nope, that was… great,” she whispered huskily.

 

I get the impression if I’d passed the END check we’d already be back at it again wouldn’t we?

 

Probably, she’s not exactly known for her restraint when it comes to getting what she craves.

 

“Hope you don’t mind but… I don’t think I’m moving again tonight,” I panted, shifting my head onto the pillow.

 

She shook her head again and leaned in, planting a kiss on my lips and tasting the small amount of her own juices that still lingered on them.

 

She licked her lips and her smile grew slightly wider as she did.

 

“Nah, I’ll jump in a shower quickly and be right back, you just stay here,” she told me before turning away and shakily getting to her feet.

 

I was unable to look away from her ass as she walked away and I could have sworn she walked with more of a sway to her hips than she normally did.

 

I just chuckled and flipped over to lie on my back.

 

I had been in this world two days and I’ve already fucked Himiko Toga who is now my… actually, what are we now?

 

‘Party screen, Himiko’

 

Name: Himiko Toga

 

Classes: Assassin LVL - 78/100

 

HP: 435/450

 

MP: 300/300

 

SP: 450/450

 

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

 

Sexuality: Bisexual

 

Relationships: Arcis Kirigaya (100) (Lovers)

 

Yeah, that seems a fair assessment.

 

Also did I do some damage to her or is that lingering damage from the dungeon?

 

That was you.

 

I guess you forgot you equipped Transform as your quirk, it came with a new pair of fangs.

 

Ohh… that does make sense yeah.

 

Was she into it?

 

...I’d say so, yeah.

 

Good.

 

Himiko soon returned, freshly washed with damp hair and immediately bounced into bed with me, snuggling up to me, both of us still as naked as the days we were born.

 

Feeling myself falling asleep, I murmured to her, “Goodnight Himiko.”

 

“Goodnight Arcis, love you,” she whispered back, kissing my cheek before nuzzling against me.

 

I murmured something else but I almost immediately drifted off to sleep, the last sensation I felt being Himiko’s warm skin on mine.

 

It was a good feeling and it had been a great day.

 

I was going to enjoy this new life of mine.

Chapter 4: I want to get on Mr Bones' wild ride

Yeah, school is just as boring as I remembered.

 

Then again, yesterday I spent hours slaying dozens of the undead alongside Himiko Toga before banging her so pretty much anything would be boring compared to that.

 

Still, I’d planned accordingly for such a situation.

 

The game hadn’t been lying when it told me that as long as I turned up, I could do basically anything I wanted.

 

So, before morning classes started, I found the school library and checked out a bunch of history books to read through instead.

 

It was weird, I’d never been in this place before yet I had detailed knowledge of it, presumably from whatever existence my body had been living out before I took over.

 

Wait, did I steal this body?

 

...Sort of?

 

Think of it like a bespoke suit, it was made to your specifications and now it’s yours.

 

Bespoke meat suit.

 

Anyway, existentialism aside.

 

I did listen to what the teachers were saying from time to time but most of it was just boring maths and the like.

 

I did realise I’d have a slightly unfair advantage in English class with Present Mic at UA over pretty much everyone except Pony.

 

Speaking of which, do I have room in my backstory to say I lived in Britain for a few years? It could help explain away a few slip-ups of mine.

 

Your backstory is basically an empty book, the universe will fill it in to make it right as long as you’re consistent with it.

 

Sweet, now, back to reading about the Bronze Age collapse.

 

Trait Gained

 

Nerd

 

Characters with the ‘Bully’ trait will be more likely to attempt to start a fight with you.

 

...Okay seriously fuck you, give me my INT and WIS.

 

+3 INT (For being a massive nerd)

+3 WIS (For being a massive nerd)

 

What crawled up your metaphorical ass and died?

 

Nothing, it’s just that your pain amuses me.

I could already tell that I was going to be bored stiff while at this school which as far as I can tell, doesn’t actually have a name and whenever I asked someone what it was, they just gave me funny looks.

 

Assumptions of the game’s laziness aside, I did determine that there was nobody of importance in this entire building.

 

At least not counting me.

 

I can already hear you about to say something, just don’t.

 

This meant I could focus on my studying/skill grinding. At least when Himiko wasn’t providing me with updates through the party chat.

 

While she was...displeased about being woken up so early and having to stop the naked cuddling, which believe me, I wasn’t happy about either, she did eventually end up leaving my apartment by herself for the first time to go and track down Bakugo on his way to school.

 

On my own way to school, I made two decisions. The first was that it would be best to track Bakugo’s movements for at least a few days and to try and learn his routine.

 

I let Himiko know of this decision and she seemed pleased enough with it, saying that hunting was more fun when it was drawn out.

 

Love that adorable murderer.

 

The second was that I needed to find a new trainer, All Might sounds like a great idea but he’s almost completely focused on Izuku and honestly isn’t that good a teacher anyway.

 

That was what I was putting my mind to while reading my books in class, who would make a good trainer?

 

My first thought was Aizawa but I didn’t know where to find him outside of UA and I kind of doubted he’d accept a random guy who’s not even a student yet as a personal student.

 

Eventually, an idea occurred to me.

 

Yes, this would be a good idea, if I can pull it off right, it’s a big gamble to take but it could have high payoffs.

 

‘Himiko, I’m giving you a time limit, Bakugo has to be dead by Thursday’ I messaged her.

 

‘Can do, but how come?’ she sent back.

 

‘Something else time-sensitive has come up and we can’t speak about it at all once it begins so it’d be best if it was done with by then,’ I responded.

 

‘Cryptic, I like it. Alright, he’ll be gone by Wednesday night at the latest’ she promised.

 

I grinned and shook my head before putting my book down. Grinding my stats was well and good but to make this work, I’d have to make a seriously good plan.

 

But if it worked? The rewards could be oh so sweet.

 

You’re playing with fire here, he will almost definitely realise all the weird stuff you can do if you do this.

 

I know, that is my plan.

Himiko messaged me that she was going to keep stalking Bakugo after school finished and Izuku had texted me to say that he only meets with his trainer occasionally, most of the time he just works out on his own but that I was welcome to join him if I wanted.

 

While I wouldn’t have minded expanding my gallery of shirtless Izuku pics, I thought it was probably more important that I learn and explore the city a bit.

 

Who knows, nothing might happen or I might find some cool shit.

 

Do you want to activate exploration mode?

 

What’s exploration mode?

 

It activates random encounters as you wander through the city, some can be beneficial, some not so much.

 

Running into Himiko would have been considered a very much not beneficial random encounter.

 

Alright sure, why not?

 

Sounds like it can make things interesting.

 

As I walked the streets of Musutafu in my uniform, I had a moment of realising the sheer animeness of my current life.

 

Like what happened at school, as I walked the city, I had the strangest sensations of deja-vu and kind of knowing where I was even though to my mind, everything was brand new.

 

I also learned that the first episode really wasn’t kidding when it said that villain attacks were just an everyday part of life, I passed at least three in the first two hours.

 

I didn’t feel the need to get involved in any of them, not only were there already heroes present, I didn’t particularly desire to be charged as a vigilante before even getting to UA, that’d put a damper on my plans.

 

Random Encounter Beginning

 

Character Encounter

 

Character encounter?

 

Please let it be someone who won’t try to kill me.

 

I was so worried about who it might be that I didn’t even notice them until I bumped into them, knocking them to the ground.

 

Or it was game bullshit to make my life even more anime than it already is.

 

I plead the fifth.

 

“Oh shit, sorry about that,” I apologised, holding my hand out towards the one now sitting on the floor.

 

Huh, a bunch of floating clothes.

 

Hello Hagakure.

 

‘Observe’

 

Tooru Hagakure

 

The invisible girl of 1-A

 

LVL: 24

 

Faction: Heroes (UA) (Hero hopeful)

 

Thoughts: She’s used to this happening but is still annoyed

 

Affection: -5

 

Yeah that’s fair.

 

“I’d say ‘I didn’t see you there’ but I’m guessing you’ve heard that a million times before?” I asked as she took my offered hand.

 

“That’s okay, and yeah, way too many times,” she replied, dusting herself off after getting back on her feet.

 

“Sorry again about that, I was just completely in my own world,” I apologised again.

 

+5 Affection with Tooru Hagakure (For being appropriately sorry)

 

“It’s alright, it happens a lot being invisible,” she replied good-naturedly.

 

“Yeah I bet, must be annoying having people not see you most of the time,” I commiserated.

 

+5 Affection with Tooru Hagakure (For understanding the downside of her quirk)

 

“Yeah, it sucks sometimes,” she agreed.

 

“I think there’s an ice cream place near here, how about I get you something as an apology?” I offered.

 

“Well… I won’t turn down free ice cream,” she replied happily, bouncing on the spot slightly.

 

Aww, she was cute. And I couldn’t even see most of her.

 

I led her back the way I came towards an ice cream shop I passed a minute or so ago.

 

“Sorry, I forgot to ask you your name, I’m Arcis Kirigaya,” I introduced myself.

 

“Tooru Hagakure,” she replied cheerfully, “Nice to meet you.”

 

“Nice to meet you too Tooru,” I replied with a slight grin.

 

She giggled and shook her head, “First name basis already? I’ll need more than ice cream to be alright with that.”

 

“Ice cream and shaved ice?” I suggested.

 

“...Acceptable,” she decided, a grin somehow audible in her voice.

 

“You’re not local to here are you?” I asked, “You keep on looking around everywhere like a tourist.”

 

“Is it that obvious?” she asked with a chuckle, “No, I’m actually here looking for a place to stay, I want to go to UA and I want to find a place to live if I get in.”

 

“Really? Hero course I’m guessing?” I asked.

 

“Yup,” she cheerfully confirmed.

 

“Same here, I’m signed up for the hero course exam too,” I told her.

 

She giggled, “I don’t think there are many people who aren’t,” she commented.

 

“That’s probably true,” I agreed, “Still, I think I’ll get in just fine.”

 

“Oh? What’s your quirk?” she asked curiously.

 

“Weird,” I joked, “Honestly it’s… something I’m still learning about because what I always thought was my quirk… might actually just be part of my quirk.”

 

“Oooh, mysterious,” she teased.

 

I laughed, “Well, up until recently I’ve been calling my quirk ‘Swordsman’, it lets me summon a sword at will and gives me a whole bunch of other abilities, kind of like a video game character,” I explained.

 

“Ooh that sounds cool,” Hagakure cooed.

 

“It’s not so bad,” I agreed with a grin, holding open the door of the ice cream store. “Ladies first.” I joked.

 

+5 Affection with Tooru Hagakure (For being fun)

 

“Such a gentleman,” she teased.

 

“Only for those who deserve it,” I replied.

 

Although I offered to buy her shaved ice as well as ice cream, she turned it down and instead ordered what I swear was the biggest and most expensive strawberry sundae in Japan.

 

It looked fucking good though so I ordered a second one for myself.

 

And a third one which I subtly stored in my inventory for Himiko.

 

We talked for a while as we ate our frozen treats.

 

Honestly, she didn’t get anywhere near as much screentime as she deserved, she’s really fun.

 

I managed to make her laugh once when I ‘accidentally’ flicked a bit of ice cream at her.

 

She took it in good fun and immediately responded by launching an entire spoonful of her sundae at my face.

 

I didn’t particularly want it to go to waste so I just wiped it off my face and licked it off my hand, something she also found funny.

 

It was only when Himiko sent me a message through party chat asking where I was that I realised the sun was going down and we’d spent a lot more time there than I expected.

 

Hagakure seemed to realise it at the same time as me.

 

“Oh no, I still needed to look at another few apartments today… oh well, guess I’ll have to do it another day,” she whined.

 

I gave her a smile, “Well hey, since I’m local, why don’t I give you my number and then I can let you know about anything helpful I hear about? Plus I can keep you company next time you’re here if you like.”

 

+5 Affection with Tooru Hagakure (For offering to stay in touch)

 

“You mean it?” she asked excitedly.

 

I nodded my head, “Course, you’re fun and we’ll probably be classmates soon enough,” I replied cheerfully.

 

“You already have that much faith in me?” Hagakure asked, clearly surprised judging by the way her entire body recoiled slightly for a second.

 

“Oh yeah, I do,” I replied confidently. “I get the feeling you’ll be just fine.”

 

+5 Affection with Tooru Hagakure (For being more confident in her than she is herself)

 

“Thanks Kirigaya,” she replied gratefully.

 

“Ah just call me Arcis, it saves time and I’m used to it,” I offered.

 

“Alright sure, Arcis, how come you’re used to it?” she wondered.

 

I shrugged, “Lived in Britain from since I was like… 2 years old up until 5 years ago,” I replied. “People use first names most of the time there,” I explained.

 

Yeah don’t worry about it, I’ll just rewrite history to accommodate your whims.

 

I love and appreciate you.

 

You better.

 

“Ohh, does that mean you speak English then?” she asked curiously.

 

“Yeah, fluently,” I replied.

 

Honestly, seeing how impressed she looked at that made me feel a little guilty. English was my native language and I’m basically just cheating with Japanese.

 

“Think you could teach me? I’m not great at English and I know that’s one of the classes at UA,” she asked, a bit nervously.

 

“Sure thing, on one condition,” I replied, “You help me learn how to be sneakier.”

 

Hagakure chuckled, “You think I know how to be sneaky just because I’m invisible?”

 

“Yes,” I immediately replied.

 

“Fair enough, I do,” she conceded. “Alright, that’s a deal, I’ll be coming here most days after school to look for a place, we can spend a few hours teaching each other then,” she suggested.

 

“Sounds good to me,” I agreed.

 

I saw her sleeve start pointing towards me so I assumed she was holding her hand out for me to shake, possibly as some kind of test.

 

Alright, simple enough, judging by her height her arm can’t be that long so her hand should be about there.

 

I felt my own hand touch hers before gently gripping it and shaking it.

 

“Wow, people normally either don’t notice or miss,” she commented, both amused and impressed.

 

“I’m not normal,” I replied jokingly yet truthfully.

 

Hagakure giggled for a few seconds, “That you aren’t,” she agreed.

 

We exchanged numbers and got up to leave.

 

Just as I opened the door I felt her throw her arms around my neck for a second and give me a quick hug before darting off, giving nervous giggles as she went.

 

Okay how touch starved is she?

 

Yes.

 

Well, I’m not going to hold it against her, I’m rarely opposed to hugs.

 

‘Hey Himiko, on my way back now, I made a new friend and I’ve got a treat for you’ I messaged.

 

‘Is this new friend the treat?’ Himiko sent back.

 

‘No, but out of curiosity, if she was, were you planning on drinking or seducing her?’ I replied.

 

‘Either, both, whichever came first ;)’ she responded.

 

‘...Maybe later’ I accepted.

 

‘Yay! :D’

I dropped off Himiko’s ice cream once I got back and as I’d hoped, it was in exactly the same condition as when I put it in my inventory, still cold and unmelted.

 

She clapped her hands together with glee and immediately dashed to the kitchen to grab a spoon to devour it with.

 

I decided I’d leave her to it and head to the second stage of the dungeon, see what was there and how far I could get into it.

 

She was satisfied enough with her ice cream that she didn’t feel left out, plus she was still a bit tired after stalking Bakugo all day.

 

I could have skipped straight to the door of the second stage after entering the dungeon but hell, I went through the first stage to reach it since it was still more credits, of which I had quite a lot now, over 2000 of them.

 

It was barely even a threat anymore, the basic zombies went down in a single basic attack and even the hulking zombie at the end only needed 4 basic attacks.

 

Plus, due to my increasing DEX, I was noticeably faster than I was when I first started so they moved almost insultingly slowly compared to me.

 

Not to any superhuman levels yet but definitely at the level of a peak fitness athlete.

 

Then again, I was in MHA, basically everyone was at the level of a peak fitness athlete at the minimum. Well, at least the plot-relevant characters are.

 

With yet more material caches and credits in my figurative pocket, I pushed open the door to the second stage of the dungeon.

 

This new section had torches on the walls and thank fuck for that.

 

Just as I expected, as soon as I stepped inside, a quest appeared.

 

Quest Added

 

Shadowy Crypt (Stage 2)

 

Objective: Complete stage 2 of Shadowy Crypt

 

Rewards: ? Credits, ? Weapon, ? Armour, ? Trinket

 

Sweet, I doubt I’ll be able to complete the dungeon today since the higher level bracket is above what I’m at but I can at least scout out what I’m going up against.

 

I had barely taken ten steps down the stone tunnel when I heard a rattling noise coming from…

 

Above me?

 

I instinctively jumped backwards just in time to dodge a slash from an axe wielding skeleton.

 

It was wearing tattered rags but wielded a rusty axe and a wooden shield.

 

Then the second one dropped from the ceiling except with two axes and a battered helmet on its skull instead.

 

Well… it’s stepping up its game quite a bit, they’ve got weapons now.

 

‘Observe’

 

Fyrd Skeleton

 

Level - 5

 

HP - 120

 

Berserker Skeleton

 

Level - 9

 

HP - 200

 

Fyrd and Berserker?

 

Are these Anglo-Saxon and Norse skeletons?

 

Yep, they’ve put their differences aside in death.

 

To try and kill me instead, I’m so happy.

 

You should be, they put aside over a hundred years of conflict to try and slice you into pieces.

 

You are the biggest of assholes.

 

‘Lunging Strike’.

 

Using my newest ability, I instantly closed the two metres between me and the Fyrd Skeleton and thrust my sword straight past its shield.

 

84 DMG

 

...Oh right yeah, it’s only really effective at 3 or 4+ metres away.

 

I blocked it’s wide swing with its handaxe with my sword before slashing straight through its ribcage, shattering it to pieces as it collapsed.

 

-25 HP

 

I recoiled away from the axe that had found itself in my back, piercing through my leather armour with ease, barely dodging the second one.

 

I lashed out with two Power Strikes against the Berserker which took its health down to 40.

 

I blocked one of its axes with my sword while I planted my foot against its ribcage and shoved it away before slashing down at it and breaking it apart with another slash.

 

Alright then, these things are at least a bit of a threat, guess I need to step up my game.

 

Do I have anything in my inventory I can use?

 

I looked through the list for a few seconds, remembering I had a bunch of material caches to open which I resolved to do later before I spotted the dagger I won from completing the first stage of the dungeon.

 

‘Examine Survivalist’s Dagger’

 

Survivalist’s Dagger

 

Light Melee Weapon

 

40 DMG + DEX

 

+1 Proficiency Level to Tracking while equipped

 

+1 Proficiency Level to Survival while equipped

 

My DEX is 65 now, that means it does 105 DMG with just a basic attack, that can kill either of those skeletons in two basic attacks.

 

...That is so much better than my sword it’s almost not even funny.

 

Can I use it even though it’s a dagger?

 

Course you can, you can use any weapon as long as it’s Light or Medium with your class, you just won’t have proficiency with it until you unlock it.

 

Speaking of proficiency, I went through the first stage at least a dozen times, haven’t I completed my sword quest yet?

 

I was wondering how long it would take you to realise.

 

Quest Complete - One-Handed Sword Proficiency Upgrade

 

Reward: One-Handed Sword Proficiency (Adept) (Passive)

 

You are a very skilled fighter with one-handed swords. Only true experts could beat you in a fair fight.

Quest Added

 

One-Handed Sword Proficiency Upgrade

 

Objective: Kill 2500 enemies with a One-Handed Sword

 

Reward: One-Handed Sword Proficiency (Expert) (Passive)

Adept Proficiency Ability Unlock

 

[Razor Wind] (Active)

 

25 SP Cost

 

Slash at the air to create a wave of wind with a sharp edge to strike targets out of the range of your sword.

 

Causes Weapon’s base DMG + DEX

 

Is that the anime thing where they can slash things they shouldn’t be able to reach?

 

Pretty much.

 

So it does the same as a basic attack, it’s just ranged?

 

Yeah, and there is a limit as to its own range, at least at this level.

 

Right now it can travel up to around ten metres away from you.

 

But here, have a look at this.

 

Quest Added

 

Razor Wind Upgrade

 

Objective: Kill 500 Enemies with Razor Wind ability

 

Reward: Replaces Razor Wind with Sword Beam

Sword Beam works pretty much the same way except it’s more powerful and has a much longer range.

 

Awesome, that’ll be really useful.

 

And it’s badass.

 

That is normally a Gamer’s first concern, yes.

 

While it’s on my mind, are there any more quests to upgrade my abilities I can do?

 

There have been in the background, I’ll show you them.

Ongoing Quest - Power Strike Upgrade

 

Progress: 27/250

 

Reward: Upgrades Power Strike to Advanced Power Strike

Ongoing Quest - Lunging Strike Upgrade

 

Progress: 0/100

 

Reward: Replaces Lunging Strike with Sword Dash

Advanced Power Strike does exactly what it sounds like, it’s just a stronger version.

 

Sword Dash is pretty much the same as Lunging Strike except it’s stronger, has a longer maximum range and can be upgraded to be chained.

 

Then I want to upgrade Razor Wind and Lunging Strike as quickly as possible, those are both potentially incredible abilities.

 

I’d like to start making progress on my new proficiency quest but that’s a lot of enemies to kill and my current sword quite literally isn’t cutting it anymore.

 

‘Equip Survivalist’s Dagger’

Quest Added

 

Dagger Proficiency Unlock

 

Objective: Kill 15 enemies with a Dagger

 

Reward: Dagger Proficiency (Novice) (Passive)

 

Only 15? Easy.

 

Quest Updated - Dagger Proficiency Unlock

 

Objective: Kill 100 enemies with a Dagger

 

Reward: Dagger Proficiency (Novice) (Passive)

 

...Get fucked.

I carried on fighting my way through this new section of the dungeon with my newly equipped dagger and found that, despite not being proficient with it, it was more than good enough to deal with the basic skeletons I was going up against.

 

The much shorter blade did mean I had to get much closer to my opponents though and that resulted in quite a lot more injuries than before now I didn’t have the advantage of a longsword which meant I had to spend a while waiting around after every fight to let my wounds at least mostly heal.

 

Still, there was an upside to that.

 

Quest Complete - Physical Damage Reduction Unlock

 

Objective: Take 500 total DMG

 

Reward: Permanent +2% Physical Damage Reduction

Quest Added

 

Physical Damage Reduction Unlock

 

Objective: Take 2000 DMG in a single day without dying

 

Reward: Permanent +4% Physical Damage Reduction

 

Physical Damage reduction.

 

I’m not sure I’ve ever been more relieved to read three words.

 

While it won’t be fun completing these quests, even small increases in damage reduction can save my life, especially against big attacks.

 

Hell, if there isn’t a limit then I could just become invincible eventually.

 

Emphasis on the ‘eventually’.

 

Quiet you, let me be excited for once.

 

Also, give me my level ups you bitch.

 

Chill, I was only holding them back while you were in combat, once you get to the checkpoint I’ll give you them.

 

Checkpoint? Are there more than one of those in this stage?

 

Yeah, the checkpoint is the halfway point.

 

Let me guess, there’s a mini-boss there?

 

You already know the answer to that.

 

Awesome.

 

Still, more potential loot.

 

I’d already cut my way through a dozen and a half or so skeletons but only the Fyrd and Berserker ones so far.

 

I was simultaneously disappointed and relieved at the lack of variety.

 

It meant grinding could get boring fast but it also meant I didn’t have to learn many tactics to counter them.

 

Most of the time it was one of each that appeared at the same time, often trying to ambush me.

 

Thankfully I managed to dodge most of them, presumably due to my improved reflexes from my DEX perk I unlocked.

 

Razor Wind was effective against the Berserkers since they couldn’t block it effectively although it didn’t do a lot against the Fyrd skeletons.

 

Still, I would try my best to use Razor Wind to kill the Berserkers and weaken the Fyrds and finishing them off with the Lunging Strike.

 

It meant I used up a lot of SP quickly and had to take rests constantly but if I could get them upgraded quickly then it would be worth it.

 

I assumed I was getting close to the checkpoint when I found myself in a wide open room with at least a dozen skeletons in it.

 

And that was a big one.

 

‘Observe’

 

Skeleton Archer

 

LVL - 10

 

HP - 160

Skeletal Giant

 

LVL - 15

 

HP - 2000

 

Wait, skeleton archers? I didn’t even see those in there.

 

Good, now I was wishing I had a… shield.

 

Idea.

 

I charged towards the horde of clanking bone boys, lashing out with a few Razor Winds as I approached, enough to kill one Berserker and wound another.

 

I reached the closest Fyrd Skeleton and immediately slashed my dagger at its wrist, severing the hand with its axe.

 

With it now effectively pacified, I grabbed it by the spine and hoisted it up like a shield.

 

It seemed to get with the program pretty quickly, holding its flimsy wooden shield up to defend both itself and me against the incoming arrows.

 

I slashed out with more Razor Winds until the basic skeletons got close enough for me to stab them up the old fashioned way.

 

It unnerved me that the giant wasn’t approaching yet, instead just hefting what looked like a fucking stone pillar over its shoulder.

 

Seriously, animated skeletons or not, these things shouldn’t be that strong, they weigh like 2 kilograms.

 

My new skeleton friend was actually doing an excellent job of shielding us from harm, I hadn’t taken a single hit yet and I’d already killed about 8 of them.

 

There were only a few Fyrds left, 3 archers and the Skeletal Giant.

 

Adjusting my grip on my skeleton friend, I charged towards the remaining Fyrds, using up the last of my SP firing several Razor Winds at the archers while the skelly man blocked their return arrows.

 

The air blades sliced two of them to pieces and severed the last one’s legs at the knees although it was still “alive”.

 

Reaching the Fyrds, I lunged in close to one, quickly slashing my dagger across its spine and watching it collapse.

 

I then looked up to watch my living-ish shield use their remaining arm to smash their nearly completely shattered wooden shield into the skull of the closest Fyrd which somehow killed it.

 

Oh, oh I’m keeping this one.

 

Game, do not fuck me on this, I love this skeleton and he is mine now.

 

...We’ll see.

 

I twisted my body around to defend my skeleton friend, taking the axe intended for him at the same time as I pushed him away.

 

-20 HP

 

The first damage of this boss fight thanks to him.

 

I’ll have to build him a new hand as thanks if he doesn’t heal by himself.

 

Spinning around again, I tackled the last Fyrd Skeleton, using it as a shield from the barely aimed arrow from the last archer.

 

However I forgot that skeletons are notoriously skinny and the arrow simply passed through where its stomach would be and landed in my own.

 

-40 HP

 

Ow.

 

Losing patience with these bony bitches (not my skele friend, he was good) I decided to just grab onto the Fyrd’s spine and snap it over my knee.

 

Yeah, that worked.

 

And it made an extremely satisfying crunching noise.

 

Also, an interesting lesson to keep in mind. I can definitely attack normally like in a video game but I’m also not restricted to just doing things like that and the game apparently rewards it when I don’t.

 

As the two halves of the skeleton drop to the floor and break apart even further, I throw my dagger towards the remaining archer and it misses by several metres and clatters along the ground.

 

...Yeah that’s fair.

 

I just charged towards it, still keeping an eye on the conspicuously still Skeletal Giant as I moved.

 

I got to it before it managed to fire off its arrow, knocking the arrow free from the string.

 

I could have pulled my sword out of my inventory but instead I decided to just cave its skull in with my fists.

 

Now that was satisfying.

 

I pushed myself to my feet as the skull and the body it was attached to began to dissolve into powder and quickly scrambled over to grab my dagger on the floor, ready for the Giant.

 

Checkpoint Reached

 

...What?

 

The giant’s an optional boss, it’ll just stay there until you attack it.

 

Oh.

 

Alright then, live and let live.

 

For now.

 

Looted Items: 452 Credits, Crafting Material Cache (Small) (Tech) x 2, Old Studded Leather Armour, Battered Viking Helmet, Sturdy Wooden Shield

 

Sweet, new armour.

 

‘Examine new equippable items’

 

Old Studded Leather Armour (Basic)

 

Reduces damage taken by up to 20

 

Battered Viking Helmet (Poor)

 

Reduces damage taken by up to 5

 

Sturdy Wooden Shield (Basic)

 

Blocks up to 50 DMG - 500 HP

 

Well, I’m equipping that new armour right now, it’s twice as good as my current set.

 

As I took it out of my inventory, I had to say, it looked cooler too.

 

It was similarly styled except with dulled silver coloured metal studs across the light grey, almost ash-coloured leather.

 

As I swapped my armour sets around I glanced back to where my skeleton friend was to find that he was still standing there, just looking at me.

 

Go on, grab him for a second.

 

Alright then.

 

I gingerly reached out and grabbed his forearm, or whatever the bones there were called.

 

New Mechanic Unlocked

 

‘Battle Pets’

 

New Battle Pet Unlocked

 

Fyrd Skeleton - LVL 5, 120 HP

 

[Do you want to name your new battle pet?]

 

Yes.

 

Enter Name: Mr Bones

 

Of fucking course.

 

Hey, I refuse to hear anything against Mr Bones.

 

You know I invented this mechanic for you?

 

You should probably be more appreciative.

 

You mean to say there wasn’t a mechanic for summons or something?

 

Of course there was you gravel-eating idiot, they’re just all magical and you are one of the very few gamers to not want to use magic.

 

Well… in that case I appreciate it very much.

 

As you should.

 

So how does this whole battle pet thing work?

 

Basically, he’s a Pokemon. You can summon and dismiss him at will and have him fight along with you.

 

He’ll level up as he gets EXP but , because he’s a weak undead, he won’t actually regenerate health or injuries by himself.

 

Ah, right, I see the issue.

 

I’m not a necromancer or even a healer.

 

Right, and that hand of his you chopped off? That’s not coming back on its own.

 

...I’m a mechanic, what if I build a new one?

 

And there you hit the nail on the head, that’s exactly what you’ll have to do if he ever gets anything chopped off or broken.

 

Wait does this mean I can just upgrade him by replacing his parts?

 

...I can already tell I’m going to regret this but yes.

 

I turned to Mr Bones with a wide grin that nearly matches his own.

 

“Good news Mr Bones, sooner or later you’ll be closer to a Necron than any normal skeleton,” I cheerfully informed him.

 

Mr Bones seemed confused as to what a Necron is but he just nodded his head and I swear I saw his eternal grin widen just slightly.

 

Actually…

 

I held my old leather armour up to him, judging the size similarities.

 

As I did so, the armour shrank in size in my hands to better fit Mr Bones.

 

Well, thank you very much Game.

 

See, it’s not so hard to be appreciative.

 

It was a bit strange to dress up a sort of living skeleton in leather armour but I managed it, each piece changing size and shape to better fit his body. Or lack of one really.

 

I then plonked the helmet I looted onto his skull and put my new shield into his remaining hand before taking a step back and nodding proudly.

 

He really looked like a Fyrd skeleton now, cobbled together equipment and somehow a deep look of confusion.

 

“Alright Mr Bones, I don’t need you here right now but I’ll be sure to make a new hand for you as soon as I can,” I told him.

 

My new friend nodded and gave an awkward salute, nearly knocking his skull off with his shield, before he simply disappeared in a brief flash.

 

‘Examine Mr Bones’

 

Battle Pet 1/1

 

Mr Bones

 

LVL 5 Skeleton

 

105/120 HP

 

Equipped:

 

Leather Armour - Reduces damage taken by up to 10

Battered Viking Helmet - Reduces damage taken by up to 5

Sturdy Wooden Shield - Blocks up to 50 DMG, 500 HP

 

Is that all the information I have on him?

 

Yeah, he’s a basic skeleton, what more do you want from me?

 

...Fair enough I suppose.

 

Adjusting my new armour, I looked back at the way I came and nodded, I hadn’t levelled up from going through here just once so let’s do it again.

 

And maybe a few more times for good measure.

‘Check Stats’

 

Name: Arcis

 

Class: Swordsman - LVL 13/100 [11%]

            Mechanic - LVL 1/50 [0%]

 

Race: Human

 

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

 

HP: 423/580 [Regen of 290 per five minutes]

 

MP: 130/130 [Regen of 65 per minute]

 

SP: 15/580 [Regen of 290 per minute]

 

STR: 53

END: 58

DEX: 80

INT: 13

WIS: 13

CHA: 30

LCK: 10

 

So game, out of curiosity, how do I compare to an average person with my stats?

 

Well, it depends on the stat.

 

Generic background characters will have barely any health and little to no MP or SP to speak of.

 

A completely average person would probably have stats that look like these.

 

STR: 30

END: 30

DEX: 20

INT: 30

WIS: 30

CHA: 10

LCK: 10

 

Himiko has much higher stats in certain attributes because she’s a major character and her skills revolve around DEX, hence why hers is so high at 140 compared to most of her other stats.

 

In some ways she is just fairly average or above average but she is far luckier and far more agile than a regular person.

 

Alright, what would a generic guy in peak physical condition’s stats look like?

 

STR: 50

END: 60

DEX: 45

INT: 30

WIS: 30

CHA: 10

LCK: 10

 

If you really want a comparison, you’re at roughly the same level of strength and endurance as the kind of people with very active lifestyles, whether that’s work, exercise, sport or a mix of all of them.

 

When it comes to dexterity, like you guessed earlier, you’re at around the point of an olympic contender.

 

However keep in mind that most of the people you’ll end up interacting with have gone further than what you’ve known as human limitations until now.

 

Right of course, a lot of heroes and villains will have much higher stats than that because they are literally superhuman.

 

Well, that just makes me even more sure of my choice for a new trainer.

 

After all, if he can change Mirio from the lowest of the class to the second coming of All Might in a year, surely Sir Nighteye can get me on the same level in a few weeks.

Chapter 5: Precognition Gambles

Notes:

There is another smut section in the middle of this chapter.

Get used to them, they'll be a fairly regular thing and I'll stop giving warning soon enough.

I groaned and stretched my arms over my head as I walked out of the school gates. Even not doing anything there, just reading books I got from the library, is tiring. Guess schools just have a passive debuff of energy draining.

 

It was Thursday now and I’d managed to grind up some more INT and WIS from studying, 9 more of each to be exact.

 

I’d also done a bunch more grinding in the dungeon, still just staying in the second section of it for now.

 

I managed to level up to LVL 15 before my EXP gain dropped to practically nothing, I was on LVL 16 now and I’d gotten the message I should move on to the last section. My grinding had levelled up my dagger proficiency to Apprentice now and I only had to kill 250 enemies after the 100 to earn Novice.

 

Seriously all you’re doing is wasting both of our time.

 

Time is one of those things that I happen to have an infinite amount of. As do you as a matter of fact.

 

What exactly does that mean?

 

Go and look at the ‘Player’ options in the menu.

 

Sure.

 

I opened the menu and found the Player options menu.

 

The first thing that caught my attention?

 

Aging controls, with a slider that currently read: (Normal).

 

Sliding it all the way to the left, it now read (Off).

 

Hold the fuck up, have I just stopped my aging like in the sims?

 

Pretty much, unless you change it, you’ll never actually age.

 

Which means you’re essentially immortal since you’ll never die from old age. Not unkillable, but ageless.

 

....Holy sweet fuck.

 

Okay, the concept of seeing eternity is now staring me in the face and I might have a slight existential breakdown.

 

Please don’t, you’re making that a regular thing.

 

Stop showing me things that make me question my reality on a daily basis and I won’t have to. I still have to remind myself that everything here is real and that somehow, I managed to basically tame Himiko Toga and now she tries to fuck me at pretty much every opportunity possible.

 

You might be the first gamer to ever be annoyed at that.

 

Look, sex with Himiko is awesome but also slightly terrifying. Also, she refuses to stop cuddling me afterwards and I don’t have the heart to wriggle free which means I’m basically just stuck there for the rest of the day.

 

As great as the constant sex is, I do kind of need to train so that I don’t get killed by any random superpowered tantrum that somebody throws in the middle of the street, let alone any plot events.

 

Then why haven’t you gone to see Nighteye yet?

 

Because Bakugo is still breathing, we can’t talk about it at all after it happens so it has to be done before he has a chance to use his quirk on me.

 

I opened the door to my apartment and looked around, finding it to be empty at the minute.

 

Speaking of which, what’s she up to at the minute?

 

Well…

 

Quest Complete - Goodbye Kacchan

 

Reward: Demolitionist class unlocked

 

Optional Reward: Skill book and 5 level ups

 

....She did it.

 

TRY WINNING 5 COMMUNITY POPULARITY POLLS IN A ROW NOW YOU EXPLODY BITCH!

I have to admit, I kind of lost track of time after that. I only really tuned into the outside world again when I heard the apartment door open and saw a bemused Himiko looking at me.

 

Taking a quick glance at myself I realised I was striking some sort of pose, I’d no idea what I was doing but it looked like a wrestler taunting an opponent on the floor.

 

“So… I’m guessing you already know?” she asked with a chuckle.

 

I rubbed the back of my head sheepishly as I stood up properly. “Yeah… I know… well done,” I congratulated her. “How did it go?”

 

She shrugged with a smug grin, “Oh it was easy peasy, I waited for him to get bored of his two cronies so he’d be on his own and then I just lured him into an alley and slit his throat, didn’t even get a chance to fight back or say anything,” she explained.

 

I nodded proudly, “Great work, you didn’t drink from him did you?” I asked, glancing at the slight hint of dried blood on her neck and her wrist, both mostly hidden by her sweater.

 

She followed my gaze to her wrist and chuckled, “No, I wanted to but this was just spray, he was a messy one,” she replied with a grin.

 

“That’s alright, I’m just proud of you for holding back, we don’t exactly want any trails for it to lead back to the ‘Musutafu Vampire’,” I replied with a grin.

 

The media ended up giving her that nickname once they noticed a bunch of mostly bloodless bodies cropping up around here. There had been plenty in other places but they’d been sporadic and rarely in the same place.

 

For whatever reason, she seemed to pick Musutafu as a place to hang around for a while.

 

I have absolutely no idea what you’re insinuating.

 

Of course you don’t.

 

I waved Himiko over to me as I took off my uniform blazer and rolled up my sleeve.

 

She just grinned and pulled out her knife.

 

I’d soon realised she preferred making a wound to drink from with her knife instead of biting. She still liked the biting and it was an everyday occurrence but just for keeping her fed or as a reward I let her pretty much just open my arm and drink what she liked.

 

I winced as she cut open my forearm before she pressed her lips to it and began to drink deeply.

 

Even though the wound would be closed in a matter of minutes and I had infinite blood, the sight of seeing my arm covered in that much blood made me a bit uncomfortable.

 

Still preferable to letting her go without and then deciding to drink some other rando dry.

 

True enough.

After Himiko drank her fill and came down from her pseudo high, I sat her down next to me.

 

“You remember what the plan is now?” I asked.

 

She nodded, “Yep, you’re gonna go talk to that hero that can see the future,” she confirmed.

 

“Right, so remember, that means that we don’t talk about any kind of violence or killing for now, at least a week,” I reminded her.

 

“I know, but you do still have names for me?” she asked.

 

“Of course I do, once I’m sure he hasn’t looked too far into my future, then I can give you the next name,” I reassured her.

 

“Good, so you’re heading there after school?” she asked.

 

“Actually I was just going to blow off school and go there in the morning, it’s a bit of a journey to get there and I don’t want to waste my whole day,” I replied.

 

“Ooh look at the bad boy,” she teased.

 

“Ah shut up,” I replied with a grin.

 

She leaned forward in her seat, “So, explain to me what the plan is please,” she requested.

 

“Alright,” I began, “His quirk is Foresight, it allows him to see somebody’s future if he looks them in the eyes after touching them. He can see for up to an hour although he won’t hear anything, just see what will happen. There doesn’t seem to be a limit as to how far in the future he can see but I believe that he can choose a certain time period to see depending on what he wants to look for.”

 

“What stops him using it constantly?” Himiko asked.

 

“The fact that he can only use it once every twenty-four hours although if he maintains eye contact with someone, he can continue to read the immediate future and predict their actions,” I explained. “My plan is to make him watch me for an hour in the next week or so by what I say beforehand, to pique his interest enough he uses his quirk on me to watch the near future.”

 

“And that’s why I can’t stab anyone for a while?” she questioned.

 

“Unfortunately yes, sorry about that,” I apologised.

 

She shook her head with a smile, “It’s okay, you said this will make you be a better hero… the better the hero you become, the more you’ll be able to change things,” she reasoned.

 

I grinned and kissed her on the cheek. “Now, the thing about his quirk is that the things he sees are not guaranteed to happen, but he believes that they are. This means that he will go along with whatever he sees in his visions, believing they can’t be changed and essentially making them into a self-fulfilling prophecy. So, with this in mind, I have a schedule for the next week planned out in my head that I am going to follow as rigidly as possible, that way he will be likely to see it in his vision.”

 

“Alright… but how does that help you?” she wondered.

 

“I’m planning to use my powers as often as possible, doing things that would generally be considered impossible for a single person with just one quirk to do. That will very much catch his interest, and as part of my schedule, each day I have left four hours empty although I intend to use those hours to go to his office for training,” I explained. “If I stick to my schedule that closely, he will be much more likely to see it happen and if he sees me training under him as part of it, then he will just assume it was meant to be and agree to train me.”

 

“Ahhhh, I get it, you’re controlling what he’ll see by planning it out ahead of time,” she realised.

 

“Essentially yes, I have no idea if it will actually work but it’s the best idea I’ve had so far,” I confirmed.

 

“Do you still have to follow the routine if he accepts you?” she asked curiously.

 

“I absolutely do, I have to go into that office completely intending to follow my schedule regardless of what happens, otherwise it might not come to pass and he won’t see it,” I explained.

 

She thought it over for a few seconds before nodding, “I get it now… how long did it take you to finish making this plan?” she asked teasingly.

 

“...I put the finishing touches on it… about ten minutes ago,” I admitted.

 

“Okay then… for a plan just barely made it’s a pretty good one,” Himiko responded with an impressed chuckle.

 

I’ll destroy anyone you tell this but I think she’s putting it mildly.

 

+30 INT (For putting together such an elaborate plan involving potential time paradoxes)

 

Trait Gained

 

Tactician

 

The phrase “Plans never survive contact with the enemy” rarely applies to you. Plans, schemes and tactical decisions you make are more likely to go as you expect.

 

Don’t expect this to be a regular thing, you just kind of… surprised me with that plan.

 

You mean impressed?

 

I will take those away.

 

Shutting up now.

 

I shook my head for a second before turning my attention back to Himiko.

 

“Anyway, now all the serious talk is done, you should probably take a shower and get that blood washed off,” I suggested.

 

She gave me a crooked grin and a mischievous glint appeared in her eye.

 

“That sounds like a great idea… but it was so hard to cut through his layers of ego and self-delusion that I hurt my arm, I can’t clean myself properly… if only I had some help,” she whined dramatically.

 

Well, this will be a first.

 

Never let it be said that I was slow on the uptake.

 

I quickly walked towards her and wrapped an arm around her lower back, pulling her body against mine before pressing my lips to hers.

 

She eagerly accepted the kiss, her body practically melting into mine.

 

I gave her a gentle shove in the direction of the bathroom, “Go on, I’ll be there in a minute,” I told her, giving her a smack on the ass.

 

Her face went red and she gave me a wide, toothy grin at the smack and eagerly headed off towards the bathroom, already pulling her sweater over her head.

 

I chuckled and looked down at my arm to check the state of the wound. It was pretty hard to see because of all the blood still on it but it looked like the wound had healed over now.

 

Good, I wouldn’t have to clean up a blood trail again .

 

I followed the sound of falling water to find Himiko just shimmying out of her skirt, pushing her underwear down at the same time.

 

As a coincidental side effect, I got an excellent view.

 

Wasting no time I started throwing the rest of my uniform off, tossing it just next to Himiko’s pile of clothes on the floor.

 

She’d since stepped under the shower and was currently in the process of undoing her hair buns.

 

The sight of her hair loosening to it’s natural shoulder-length under the stream of water was an… enticing sight.

 

I stepped into the shadow just behind her, wrapping my arms around her stomach from behind.

 

She looked down and giggled at the sight of the blood running off my arm under the shower, the water turning red and running down her body.

 

She definitely enjoyed this more than most people would but hey, who was I to judge?

 

I kissed my way from the side of her neck to her collarbone and then her shoulder, the blonde girl softly moaning the whole time.

 

See, I’d learned something about Himiko quite quickly. I already knew from the anime that she had a very skewed outlook on what love was. Seeing it now in person? I acknowledge that she thinks she loves me but really, it’s feeling borne from obsession and what is essentially a fetish for love.

 

She doesn’t really love in any normal ways but she likes pretending, which I think is one of the reasons she’s so physically affectionate.

 

Still, to her, it’s real enough and I’m not cruel enough to try and take that away from her so I’m more than happy to play along with her, it’s not like it’s any great hardship for me anyway, I get to constantly kiss and cuddle a very cute girl.

 

I reached past her to pick up a bar of soap before using it to start cleaning her back.

 

I knew full well what we were both really in here for but that didn’t mean we couldn’t draw it out a bit.

 

I soaped up her shoulders, arms and upper back, doing my best to massage her muscles as I went. As much as her excuse about hurting her arm was a barely veiled attempt to get me in here, she has been working hard lately so a bit of pampering was deserved.

 

I continued working my way down her back, enjoying the quiet sighs she gave as I rubbed the soap into her skin.

 

Just before I reached her ass which she was eagerly shaking at me, I decided to tease her a little and started washing her sides instead.

 

She gave a quiet little growling noise of displeasure which soon turned to contented cooing as I gently trailed my fingers up and down her side as I cleaned it.

 

Soon enough I couldn’t really put it off any longer and wasted no more time in planting both my hands on her pert ass cheeks.

 

Squeezing them under my fingers I gave a quiet sigh myself as I once again looked at myself and realised what I was doing. Seriously, if I knew this was what waited for me I would have taken a long walk off a short pier much sooner.

 

Barely maintaining the illusion of cleaning anymore, I groped and fondled her ass, only slightly dragging the soap across her rear.

 

With every squeeze she wiggled her ass at me again and moaned, probably to try and rile me up.

 

Honestly it was working but I had just enough willpower to hold back.

 

For now.

 

“That’s your back done, how about your front?” I asked, struggling to keep my voice calm.

 

It took her a few seconds to realise I’d spoken and she stuttered her response, “Oh… erm… s… sure,” she replied, slightly dazed and unfocused.

 

I grinned and gently gripped her shoulders, turning her around to face me, my bar of soap still in hand.

 

This time, although I started with her collarbones, I didn’t bother skipping or teasing her when I got to her perky little tits, instead rubbing my thumb over her nipples, gently pinching them and squeezing the soft flesh under my fingers, enjoying the moans she was making nearly constantly now.

 

Leaning forward, I pressed my lips against hers and she immediately replied with her tongue asking permission to get involved. I was more than happy to let that happen as one of my hands reached back to grab her ass again.

 

Sue me, it’s a great ass.

 

And the hand with the soap slowly trailed down her stomach.

 

Just as my hand reached her pelvis, I gave up all pretense of cleaning and let go of the soap before my fingers slid between her legs which made her really start moaning into my mouth.

 

She wrapped her arms around my neck to help hold herself up, her knees going weak and her body trembling.

 

I’d barely been probing her pussy with my fingertips for a minute when her body seized up and she shook violently, pulling away from the kiss and giving her loudest moan yet.

 

Yep, wasn’t entirely surprised she was on a hair-trigger after all that.

 

She slowly sank to the ground, her knees unable to hold her up anymore as the pleasure rocked through her.

 

After a minute or so, she started coming out of her trance and realised she was at head level with my very hard dick.

 

My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as she practically inhaled my dick, giving out a strangled cry of surprised delight.

 

By instinct, my hand went to her head to guide her bobbing as she wasted no time in almost hungrily sucking my dick.

 

She would swirl her tongue around me and occasionally gently run her fangs across my dick for added sensation, thankfully, she didn’t actually bite.

 

That would have been a bit of a mood killer.

 

It took me a minute to realise that a message had popped up in the corner of my vision.

 

Catpire: Be rougher with me if you want

 

Well, don’t mind if I do.

 

I grabbed both sides of her head and pulled her down as far as she could go onto my cock, waiting for a second to see if she tried to resist or pull back.

 

Since she gave no resistance, I just started fucking her mouth, each thrust making a wet slap as her face met my hips and making her gag several times.

 

I hadn’t done anything like this before but considering the glazed over expression she had, I got the feeling she was enjoying it.

 

Her eyes went even wider as I grunted and came into her mouth with almost no warning.

 

Sexual Stamina Check Passed (Req END = 50, END = 67)

 

And would you look at that, I’m still good to go.

 

I gave Himiko a few minutes to recover, both to get her breath back and to soothe her throat.

 

Soon enough though, once she noticed I was still hard, she eagerly got back to her feet and turned around, putting her hands and upper body against the shower wall and wiggling her rear at me.

 

Who am I to reject such a courteous invitation?

 

She whined needily as I pressed myself against her, not entering just yet. “Please… I’ve been good today, please.”

 

I chuckled and just thrust inside, enjoying the way her back arched from the pleasure and she let out a satisfied moan.

 

“Oh don’t worry, you’ll get your reward,” I whispered into her ear as I started to rock my hips back and forth slowly.

 

Apparently too slowly since she span around and tackled me to the ground before bucking her hips up and down.

 

Alright sure, she can take the lead, she has earned it after all.

 

Still, I was prepared to handle her blood addiction. I’m now slightly worried she might be starting to get an addiction to something else.

Yeah okay, if nothing else, I need to start improving my stealth skill just to be able to get out of bed without disturbing the naked, sleepy murder kitty.

 

If only you knew someone basically genetically predisposed to being stealthy.

 

I know, training with Hagakure is one of my planned events for this afternoon. Speaking of which, better send her a text.

 

Captain Britain: Hey Hagakure, you awake?

 

Captain Britain: Also what’s with my name?

 

John Cena: Heya Arcis

 

John Cena: You said you lived there, he’s the only hero from there I actually know so…

 

Captain Britain: Understandable, have a great day

 

John Cena: You still up for meeting up this afternoon?

 

Captain Britain: Should be, something’s come up but it should be dealt with before you get here

 

John Cena: One day you’ll stop being mysterious

 

Captain Britain: That’s the same as saying one day I’ll be boring

 

John Cena: Understandable, have a great day

 

Captain Britain: Steal my memes again and I shall steal the calcium from your bones

 

John Cena: Oh noes, not my calcium D:

 

I snickered as I finished getting dressed, Himiko still grumbling at being woken up before noon.

 

Seriously, I’d always just assumed ‘Toga is a cat’ was basically just a meme, I didn’t realise how accurate it actually was.

 

Throwing on a jacket I walked over to the bed and patted her on the head, gently running my fingers through her loose hair.

 

“You can go back to sleep if you want, just remember, from now on, we can’t talk about killing anyone,” I told her quietly.

 

She grunted with displeasure but nodded, “I know…” she muttered sleepily.

 

I gave her another pat before heading out, pulling out my phone with the directions to the Nighteye Agency.

For some reason, I was expecting it to be harder to find this place but it was only about an hour away by train.

 

It was a fairly unimpressive building, a mostly glass front but that wasn’t unique amongst the surrounding buildings.

 

There wasn’t even anything there advertising the fact it was a hero’s agency.

 

None of that was surprising, I did always get the feeling that Nighteye would actually have gotten along well with Aizawa over a mutual distaste for the media getting in the way of their work.

 

I was just about to head inside when I spotted someone approaching out of the corner of my eye. A tall blonde guy wearing a white shirt and a red tie.

 

Hello there Mirio.

 

‘Observe’

 

Mirio Togata

 

Number 1 of the Big 3

 

LVL: 88

 

Faction: Heroes (UA) (Nighteye Agency)

 

Thoughts: He’s curious as to why you’re here, seemingly knowing what the building is.

 

Reputation: 0

 

“Hey there, you looking for something?” he called out to me cheerfully.

 

“I’m good, I’ve found what I was looking for” I replied, gesturing up at the building.

 

“Huh, what are you here for?” he asked curiously.

 

“I want to talk to Sir Nighteye about something important,” I responded.

 

+3 Reputation with Mirio Togata (For knowing who’s building this is)

 

“Well hey, I’m an intern of his from UA so I could see if he’ll talk to you if you want,” he offered with a wide grin.

 

Honestly, yeah, I can see why Nighteye wanted him to be the next All Might, that smile nearly made me go blind.

 

“That’d be great,” I accepted, holding out a hand to shake.

 

He shook it with a chuckle, “How old are you anyway? You don’t look like a hero student or anything like that.”

 

“Not yet, I’ll be taking the UA hero course exam in a few weeks,” I replied, “Name’s Arcis Kirigaya.”

 

He laughed, “Ahh, so we might be in the same school next year? Well now I’m definitely interested, come on in,” he invited, opening the door and holding it for me.

 

I followed him inside and up the spiral stairs towards Nighteye’s office.

 

“I don’t even know if he’ll speak to you but if he does, make sure to make him laugh, he’ll like you a lot more then,” Mirio recommended helpfully.

 

Thanks for the advice Mirio, but I’m not planning on making him laugh today.

 

“By the way, what is it you need to talk to him about?” he then asked.

 

“...Just tell him I need to speak to him about ‘One for All’, he’ll know what it means,” I answered.

 

Mirio gave me a funny look for a second before shrugging and nodding.

 

Once we reached the top of the stairs I saw a blue-skinned woman wearing a face mask and a top that I’m almost certain defies the laws of physics.

 

‘Observe’

 

Kaoruko Awata

 

Regular Victim of the Tickle Machine: Bubble Girl

 

LVL: 67

 

Faction: Heroes (Nighteye Agency)

 

Thoughts: She’s surprised at seeing someone with Mirio but is intrigued

 

Affection: 0

 

Hmm, I didn’t come here for her… but if I’m going to be here often…

 

“Hey Mirio, who’s the kid?” she called out teasingly.

 

“Stray puppy he found outside,” I replied with a grin.

 

+5 Affection with Kaoruko Awata (For being funny)

 

“HA!” she laughed, “I like this one, he a classmate of yours?” she asked.

 

Mirio shook his head, “No, I just met him outside, he says he needs to talk to Sir about something important,” he replied.

 

Bubble Girl gestured over her shoulder towards his office, “Well he’s in there alone now, Centipeder isn’t here yet so you should have a while before work really starts,” she told us.

 

Mirio nodded, “I’ll go say hi and tell him he has a visitor.”

 

As Mirio walked down the long hallway towards the office, I looked back to Bubble Girl who was giving me a curious glance.

 

“You’re not one of Mirio’s classmates?” she asked.

 

I shook my head, “No but I’m taking the UA hero exam soon,” I replied.

 

“Oh, you must be confident to be taking the UA exam, what’s your quirk?” she wondered.

 

“It’s complicated but this is a part of it,” I replied, summoning my old longsword to my hand.

 

“Huh, is that some kind of warping quirk? A link with an object?” she asked curiously.

 

“In a way,” I replied, “There’s more to it than that but it ultimately comes down to hitting things with a sword.”

 

She snickered, “Not the most elegant way of putting it.”

 

I shrugged, releasing the sword back into my inventory, “Eh, I’ll take staying alive and helping people over elegance any day,” I replied.

 

+2 Affection with Kaoruko Awata (For being sensible)

 

“Good choice,” she agreed with a nod.

 

I heard the door open at the end of the hallway and waited, listening to the sounds of footsteps approaching.

 

Mirio’s blonde head appeared around the corner with a concerned look on his face. “Hey uh… he says he’ll see you but when I said ‘One for All’, he got this really intense look on his face and… I kinda think he might beat you up if you annoy him more,” he warned.

 

“Well then it’s a good thing I’m in a building with a pair of skilled heroes who will step in and save me isn’t it?” I replied with a confident grin.

 

+3 Reputation with Mirio Togata (For being confident)

 

+5 Affection with Kaoruko Awata (For being complimentary)

 

Mirio quietly snickered and gestured over his shoulder, “Good luck buddy,” he said, moving out of the way so I could go down the hallway.

 

You know there’s a good chance this will go horribly, right?

 

I’m aware.

 

Like, make all the wrong assumptions and decide you’re a villain type horribly.

 

No action is without risk or consequence.

 

I’m pretty confident you’d be in less danger strolling into the League of Villains’ bar and kicking Shigaraki in the dick.

 

Well now you’re just over exaggerating, the chances of survival in that situation would be at absolutely no% whatsoever, at least here it’s probably around 98ish%.

 

...Okay the door to his office was suddenly looking a whole lot more intimidating now.

 

Oh for…

 

Kidding, I’m kidding. Mostly.

 

Taking in a deep breath to calm my nerves, I knocked on the door.

 

“Enter,” came a commanding voice from the other side.

 

Alright, unless he knows how to throw his voice, he isn’t standing right beside the door, that’s a good sign.

 

I pushed the door open and took a second to glance around the room. Just like it had been in the anime, this office was as much a shrine to All Might as anything Izuku could produce.

 

My eyes soon fell on the tall twiggy grasshopper of a hero that called himself Sir Nighteye.

 

Yeah alright, those are some eyes that could see into your future even without his quirk, jesus.

 

-1 HP

 

...Okay I know it’s a piercing glare but it’s not that bad.

 

I decide what is bad enough.

 

With the revelation that the voice in my head can apparently just decide to cause damage to me at any point, I spoke up to Nighteye.

 

“Thanks for agreeing to speak to me,” I thanked, giving him a small bow.

 

I might not be used to or understand Japanese customs but I know enough that this is a guy that I should really show a lot of respect to.

 

“Don’t waste time on pleasantries, what did my intern mean when he said ‘One for All’ earlier?” he demanded to know.

 

“You know, One for All, All Might’s real quirk,” I replied.

 

The glare suddenly gained several magnitudes of sharpness.

 

“...How do you know about this?” he hissed.

 

“Two ways, the first being that recently, All Might told me. The second being that a while ago, I suddenly gained new knowledge and abilities,” I replied carefully.

 

Nighteye faltered for barely a split second, confused at my second answer.

 

“You say All Might told you? I find that hard to believe,” he replied, hiding his prior lapse in confidence.

 

“I personally find it hard to believe that he managed to keep it secret for as long as he has, he can’t lie or tell a secret to save his life” I responded.

 

Nighteye looked like he didn’t know whether to grimace or chuckle so he ended up just looking confused.

 

“I stumbled on All Might as he dropped out of his hero form at a beach in Musutafu,” I began to explain, “He… didn’t even try to lie, he just admitted it was him and explained the story of his injury with barely any prodding.”

 

Nighteye chose to grimace this time but continued listening.

 

“The reason he was there at the beach was training his successor,” I continued, not stopping even as I saw Nighteye suddenly flare up with anger. “I only had to promise to keep his injury a secret for them to decide to tell me the secret of One for All too.”

 

I could almost hear his teeth angrily grinding together.

 

“And I’m just supposed to believe you that you happened to come across him at the exact right time?” Nighteye growled.

 

“Of course not, it wasn’t happenstance at all, I meant to be there,” I replied, hoping my nerves were hidden. This was probably going to be where this conversation breaks down if it will. “Like I said, some time ago, I obtained knowledge of events that will and have happened, hence why I knew to be there at that moment, I already knew about his injury, his quirk and his successor.”

 

“This is all an excellent story, but as of right now, that’s what it remains, a story,” Nighteye commented, voice clearly showing his displeasure.

 

I cleared my throat before doing my best impression of Nighteye. “All Might! If you continue like this, you’ll face off against a villain and die an unspeakably gruesome death!”. “That is what you said to him after his injury, wasn’t it?” I asked.

 

I was beginning to wonder if I’d made a horrible mistake when Nighteye completely froze.

 

“You were trying to convince him to find a successor and to retire, he refused, saying that there needed to be a symbol of peace. He didn’t like that you used your foresight on him while he was unconscious,” I continued, just hoping that I wasn’t further digging my own grave.

 

Nighteye slowly looked down at his desk, his fingers steepled in front of his face. “I…” he faltered, not sure of what to say.

 

“He got his injuries fighting a man the world used to know as All for One, the person that One for All originally came from, him and his brother,” I carried on, deciding that I’d committed by now so I might as well go with it. “All Might is the eighth bearer of One for All, his mentor and the seventh bearer was a woman called Nana Shimura, her own quirk was Float, All Might was quirkless before being given One for All.”

 

Nighteye held a hand up, signalling I should stop. “You’ve… made your point,” he sighed. “But surely you must realise that the logical conclusion here is that you are an agent of All for One and that’s how you have that knowledge.”

 

I nodded, “Of course I do, but why would I tell you all this if I was?” I asked.

 

Nighteye didn’t respond for a few moments. “...You said… you got new abilities, are you aware of what All for One’s quirk actually is?” he asked.

 

“Yes, he can steal quirks from people and either keep them or give them to others but that normally results in leaving the person a brain dead husk, unable to bear the mental strain of having two quirks,” I replied. “I can promise you that my new abilities are completely unrelated.”

 

“You keep saying abilities, not quirk, is that on purpose?” Nighteye asked.

 

“Yes… it’s all still new to me, but I’m not sure that it can be defined as a quirk,” I replied evasively.

 

Nighteye stared at me for several moments before speaking again. “What was your purpose in coming here?” he asked.

 

“I know you trained Mirio, you turned him from a student barely good enough to stay in the hero course to the future All Might in less than a year,” I replied, “I want you to train me too, I think you’ll be the best person to help me figure out and train my new abilities… because I need to get stronger quickly, because big events will start taking place very soon and I need to be able to stop them.”

 

Nighteye nodded as he got to his feet. “I see… do you know what my quirk is?” he asked, slowly walking towards me.

 

“Foresight, you can see into someone’s future after touching them and making eye contact. You can only do this once a day and you can only watch the future like a film reel, you can’t hear anything,” I answered.

 

“So then you know what the best way for you to prove this is?” he asked.

 

I just held my arm out towards him and met his eyes unblinkingly.

 

“Very well then,” he said, placing a hand on my arm.

 

It only took a few seconds for all the blood to drain from his face.

Chapter 6: Arcis, served Medium Well

I’m not going to lie, the way that Nighteye has been staring at me unblinkingly for at least 5 minutes now is starting to get pretty freaky.

 

I can’t even tell if his quirk is still active or if he’s just mentally computing what he’s seen.

 

“Sir?” I called, waving my hand in front of his eyes.

 

Apparently, that snapped him out of it although I’m not sure whether it was the breaking eye contact or just the movement that did it.

 

“...I…” he stuttered, seemingly unable to form a coherent sentence.

 

I gave him a few moments to collect himself.

 

He eventually managed to pull himself together and regain a more composed look as he cleared his throat. “I will admit I am now much more inclined to believe you...but you must understand that your qui… abilities, make little sense when held up alongside our existing knowledge of quirks,” he finally spoke.

 

I nodded in agreement, “I know, but that’s not the main issue right now,” I responded. “I’ll get right to the point, One for All,” I began. “I know you intended for Mirio to be your successor and honestly, I can’t blame you, with One for All he would be nearly unstoppable and is that very rare kind of person who could fill All Might’s shoes… but I think that All Might choosing another successor is the best-case scenario.”

 

“Why do you think that?” Nighteye asked, eyes narrowing slightly. He didn’t look angry this time though, just thoughtful.

 

“One for All… is too powerful,” I answered, “Due to its nature as a stockpiling quirk, it has become almost too much for the human body to handle, it’s essentially an example of the quirk singularity theory,” I explained.

 

Nighteye nodded once, “I am vaguely familiar with the concept.”

 

“If One for All was to be given to someone with a quirk, like Mirio… it would drastically reduce their lifespan, the energy would literally kill them over time,” I explained with a grimace.

 

Yeah I didn’t like hearing about that either and I only heard it secondhand off the internet.

 

Nighteye’s… eyes, widened with surprise and not a little bit of horror.

 

“But All Might’s new successor is quirkless, which at this point makes him the ideal bearer of the quirk… but he will be the last,” I continued. “One for All is simply too powerful to be given to a quirked individual now, that leaves the quirkless to bear it… and for better or worse, the quirkless are a dying breed.”

 

Nighteye nodded in agreement, a conflicted look on his face.

 

“Midoriya will make an exceptional hero, as will Mirio, even without One for All… but the time of One for All and All for One is coming to an end,” I continued, “We need a new answer to the problem.”

 

Nighteye slowly nodded as he realised what I was implying, “I see, you’re suggesting that you can serve as an alternative.”

 

“Essentially yeah,” I admitted, “I don’t know what you saw exactly but presumably it was a lot given your reaction.”

 

“It was certainly… something, I saw you fighting… knights?” Nighteye responded, his tone sounding like he barely even believed what he was saying.

 

“Knights? Interesting, I haven’t fought any of those yet,” I replied with a nod. “Did you see me get injured at all during the fight?”

 

“I did not, that does speak volumes of your skill,” Nighteye commented.

 

“Well, one part of my abilities is that I have grown magnitudes stronger than I used to be in a matter of weeks, I’ve probably become at least 3 times as strong as I was in barely a week, imagine what I could be like in years,” I said, noticing Nighteye’s expression turning thoughtful and interested.

 

After a few moments of thought, he nodded slightly, “And you want me to be the one to train you?” he asked to confirm.

 

“Yeah, you made Mirio into someone who could easily be the next number one hero in under a year, I’m very curious to see what we could do,” I answered.

 

“Well… I would have to evaluate your abilities in person… but I can see the possibility,” Nighteye admitted.

 

I’ve got him.

 

Wow, I can’t believe that actually worked.

 

“Well I can give you a demonstration of one of my abilities now,” I offered. “I’ve become… ageless, I won’t grow old and I won’t die of natural causes, I can still be killed but I’m pretty… resilient to death.”

 

“What do you mean by that exactly?” Nighteye asked.

 

Without speaking, I pulled my Survivalist’s Dagger out of my inventory before flipping it over in my palm and stabbing it into my own heart.

 

“GACK!” I choked.

 

-135 HP

 

Even though I knew it wouldn’t come close to killing me, that still hurt like fuck.

 

I pulled the dagger out of my chest and covered the wound with my other hand as to avoid bleeding on Nighteye’s carpet too much.

 

The hero had shot to his feet, his eyes wide with horror at first and then a morbid fascination as he realised I wasn’t dead.

 

“...My god,” he muttered.

 

“God had nothing to do with this,” I spat out, still in quite a lot of pain, even as the wound slowly healed beneath my palm.

 

“No, no I suspect not,” Nighteye agreed, peering at the closing wound in my chest.

 

He slowly sat back down at his desk, clearly shaken up by what I’d just done.

 

“You’ve made your point but please don’t do that again,” he politely requested.

 

“Got it, I’ll avoid stabbing myself in the heart whenever possible,” I promised with a slightly pained grin.

 

Despite everything, a quiet chuckle emerged from his lips.

 

+5 Reputation with Mirai Sasaki (For being ludicrously bold)

 

“Very well, I’m still not convinced this will end well… but I’ll train you,” Nighteye decided.

 

The corner of my mouth crept up into the faintest of smiles for a second before I hid it again.

 

“You still go to school don’t you?” Nighteye then asked.

 

I just nodded, I wouldn’t for that much longer but for now, yes.

 

“Then you will come here straight after school on Monday, I will spend the weekend planning how to train you exactly,” Nighteye instructed. “Until then, continue training on your own… in whatever strange form that takes.”

 

I nodded and gave him another small bow before backing away towards the door.

 

“Oh, if you haven’t already, be sure to introduce yourself to Bubble Girl and Centipeder,” Nighteye called out, “They’re excellent heroes you can learn a lot from.”

 

...I mean, I do like Bubble Girl but… even Mirio is a higher level than her.

 

“I will do, I’ll see you on Monday then Sir,” I replied, opening the door and quickly leaving before he could change his mind.

 

-40 Reputation with Mirai Sasaki (He only just mentally computed most of what you said to him and didn’t like most of it)

 

+50 Reputation with Mirai Sasaki (You gave him a solution and a new opportunity to be involved in the legacy of All Might)

 

...Holy fuck that actually worked.

 

You’re surprised that worked? You seemed fairly confident.

 

I had to look it, if I faltered for a single second he’d stare a hole right through me and my story, I needed to just keep hitting him with revelation after revelation to keep him off balance.

 

Well, it seems to have worked.

 

I took a minute or two to compose myself before walking back up the hallway away from Sir’s office, to find a very nervous looking Mirio and Bubble Girl waiting nearby.

 

Mirio let out an audible sigh of relief at the sight of me, seemingly unharmed.

 

Then they both noticed my blood-covered shirt and began to freak out.

 

Oh right yeah, I kind of forgot about that part.

After a few minutes of explaining to them that, while yes, this was my blood, I was unharmed… technically now I was at least, they eventually relented although were still clearly wondering what the hell happened in that office judging by their constant glances towards the distant closed door.

 

I gave them the short and much more held back version of what happened, explaining that Nighteye had agreed to train me before UA started.

 

+10 Reputation with Mirio Togata (For somehow convincing his mentor to take on another student)

 

+10 Affection with Kaoruko Awata (For impressing her boss somehow)

 

“Alright but… you’re sure you’re alright?” Bubble Girl asked softly.

 

I nodded and showed them the hole in my shirt again, “I’m certain, look, there’s no wound,” I replied.

 

“Well… alright then,” she relented.

 

Mirio gave a laugh although it sounded a bit more unsure than anything I’d heard from him before, “So I guess we’ll be seeing you around here a lot more then?” he asked.

 

“Yup, you’ll have to suffer my presence at least until Sir gets sick of me and tries to do horrendous things to me with those stamps of his,” I joked.

 

“No, he’d put you in the tickle machine first,” Bubble Girl warned me with a full-bodied shudder.

 

I looked to Mirio as if for confirmation to which he just nodded with a smaller yet still noticeable shudder.

 

“Nighteye you kinky string bean,” I muttered just loud enough for them to hear me.

 

+3 Reputation with Mirio Togata (For being funny)

 

+3 Affection with Kaoruko Awata (For making her laugh)

 

I shook my head with a small grin and headed towards the stairs, “I better get going now but I’ll see you again on Monday,” I called.

 

“Later buddy,” Mirio called back with a blindingly wide grin.

 

“See you Arcis,” Bubble Girl also called, giving me a small smile.

 

I waited until I was just outside the building before letting out a long breath of relief.

 

‘Good news, I’m not dead or being treated like a world-ending threat’ I messaged Himiko.

 

‘Aww boo, that means I don’t get to stab anyone for a few weeks ;(’ she sent back.

 

‘Be patient, there’ll be plenty of stabbing to come sooner or later’ I reassured her.

 

‘There better be’ she sent back. Even without being able to see her, I could tell she was pouting.

 

‘I’m gonna head to the junkyard beach when I get back to Musutafu and see if there’s anything useful, then come back to the apartment for a shower before heading out to meet Hagakure’ I explained, ‘I’ll be passing that ice cream place again if you want me to pick you anything up’.

 

‘Ooh, that same sundae again pls’ she replied nearly instantly.

 

Oh good, the expensive one.

 

Oh well, not like I’m strapped for cash right now.

 

‘Sure thing, if you feel the urge to stab anything in the meantime, feel free to head into the dungeon in the lift’ I replied.

 

‘That’s a good idea, brb’ came the response and then, nothing.

At least until I was about halfway back to Musutafu when a notification popped up.

 

Level Up - Toga Himiko

 

Assassin - LVL 79/100 [0%]

 

+3 STR

 

+3 END

 

+5 DEX

 

Well, Himiko’s first level up. No doubt the first of many.

 

It was only at that point I realised that I’d been a massive idiot. When not stalking or murdering Bakugo, she’s just been hanging around or trying (mostly successfully) to fuck me.

 

I can have her training in her spare time, frankly I’m amazed I didn’t realise this earlier.

 

Does Himiko get loot from fighting in dungeons?

 

Not yet.

 

What do you mean not yet? Please just give me a straight answer.

 

Sooner or later, you’ll start getting different types of Tokens, either as loot drops or quest rewards.

 

You’ve got Gacha tokens, Free Class Change tokens, Race Change tokens and a fair few more but there’s also a very rare kind just called a System Token.

 

If you use this on a party member, they will get access to a weaker version of the Gamer System.

 

...Holy… so I can have a party of mini gamers?

 

Essentially.

 

They won’t be sentient like I am and they won’t actively help their gamer but they give them access to new features regardless.

 

Presumably including the ability to get loot and credits from dungeons.

 

Yep, although that’s one of the more boring parts of it.

 

I’ll let you find out the more interesting ones yourself.

 

Fair enough and very interesting to know.

 

I’ll definitely have to keep my eye open for any quests with those as a reward.

 

Also, Gacha tokens? Are they what I’m thinking of?

 

Basically yeah, a lucky dip of items and a few other rarer things.

 

I’m guessing they’re easier to get a hold of than the System tokens?

 

Let me show you.

 

Quest Added

 

[Shadowy Crypt (Stage 3)]

 

Objective: Defeat the Stage 3 Boss

 

Rewards: Checkpoint, 6000 Credits, Gacha Tokens x 4, Uncommon Longsword

 

Awesome, alright then I definitely need to do that sooner or later.

 

For now though, I’m gonna get started on crafting for the first time.

I soon arrived at the beach in Musutafu to find the remaining piles of trash still seemingly untouched.

 

Oh yeah, school was still in so Izuku wouldn’t be here yet.

 

That’s probably a good thing honestly, I… don’t exactly want to have to pretend I feel sorry when he inevitably starts crying over the dead explody dick.

 

You had him killed, the least you could do is try to show empathy.

 

When did Bakugo ever show empathy to anyone and why should I show him that respect?

 

...Fair I suppose.

 

Correct, now, enough talking about trash, back to looting trash.

 

I stretched my hand out to grab a broken… either a microwave or a toaster, I couldn’t actually tell right now, when a popup appeared in front of my eyes.

 

Wildcard System Implemented

 

Crafting System Updated

 

Wildcard? Inform my brain please.

 

Oh good, it was ready in time.

 

Long story but it was decided there needed to be a… change to the crafting mechanics.

 

If needed, blame the Gamer who decided to do crafting classes only.

 

What is it?

 

It’s a cross between a second inventory system and the crafting mechanic, here, use a card.

 

What car-

 

I looked down at the silver decorated deck of cards resting in my hand that definitely wasn’t there a second ago.

 

Like you’d put something in your inventory normally, use the card to do the same thing.

 

I pulled the top card from the deck and turned it over, seeing a completely blank face on the other side. I then tapped it against the surface of the mystery appliance and it disappeared.

 

Card Filled: Microwave (Broken)

 

Broken shit like this isn’t really tiered like working items are.

 

Common = Tier 1

 

Uncommon = Tier 2

 

Rare = Tier 3

 

Medium Rare = Tier 4

 

Epic = Tier 5

 

Exotic = Tier 6

 

Legendary = Tier 7

 

Mythic = Tier 8

 

Effervescent = Tier 9

 

Divine = Tier 10

 

Two of those are steak doneness levels. I refuse to believe this is a coincidence.

 

That one isn’t my fault, I have to do what I’m told too.

 

Alright fine, now what do I do with the broken radiation box?

 

Get another one.

 

I did so, the whole pile of trash shifting worryingly as it disappeared.

 

Now put the two cards together.

 

I did so, placing one card on top of the other and was greeted by a new popup.

 

Combine: Microwave (Broken) and Microwave (Broken)?

 

Yes please.

 

Crafted: Microwave (Common)

 

Ahh, I can combine broken shit and make not broken shit. Can I combine not broken shit and make better not broken shit?

 

...Yes?

 

You can , just not until you get to a higher level in the relevant crafting class.

 

And how do the levels go?

 

0-4 = Tier 1 (Common)

 

5-9 = Tier 2 (Uncommon)

 

10-14 = Tier 3 (Rare)

 

15-19 = Tier 4 (Medium Rare)

 

20-24 = Tier 5 (Epic)

 

25-29 = Tier 6 (Exotic)

 

30-34 = Tier 7 (Legendary)

 

35-39 = Tier 8 (Mythic)

 

40-44 = Tier 9 (Effervescent) 

 

45-50 = Tier 10 (Divine)

 

...The fact those aren’t all the same annoys me greatly.

 

Well we’re just going to have to deal.

 

You can’t take this up to management?

 

Not unless you want both of us to be disassembled into our atomic components and wiped from all forms of existence.

 

I have decided I shall cope.

 

Wise decision.

 

Well, I don’t want to interfere with the last of Izuku’s training so for now I’ll just take the small appliances… he can keep those fridges and… that is a whole ass minivan.

 

Okay seriously how the fuck did Izuku manage to clean this beach without a quirk?

 

Guy must be able to break concrete by flexing his muscles in its vague direction.

I arrived back at the apartment with my bounty of ruined kitchen appliances and ice cream to find a giddy looking Himiko dancing around the living room.

 

“You have a good time in the crypt?” I asked cheerfully.

 

“Oh it was great, I got to stab so many things,” she cried back gleefully.

 

I believe her, she’s nearly at her next level already.

 

“Well how about for the next week or so, since we can’t really do much, you practice in there?” I suggested, standing next to the kitchen table and placing all my… scavenged materials on it.

 

“You mean I can go in there and stab things whenever I want?” she asked hopefully.

 

“Yeah course,” I immediately replied, “Go nuts in there.”

 

Her grin grew several sizes before she bounded over to me and planted a big kiss on my cheek.

 

As she wrapped her arms around my neck, she looked at the pile of broken toasters, kettles, microwaves and blenders that had appeared on the table.

 

“What’s all this?” she wondered.

 

“Picked up a new trick, watch this,” I told her, absorbing two ruined blenders into a pair of cards.

 

I then pressed the cards together for a few seconds before tapping the card that remained full against the table and a blender in perfect condition appeared.

 

“For now I can fix things, buuuuuuut,” I added, absorbing the blender into the card again.

 

Disassemble?

 

Yes.

 

Tech Materials x 1 added

 

Blender (Common) blueprint learned

 

Level Up

 

Mechanic - LVL 2/50 [1%]

 

+2 STR

 

+2 INT

 

Okay sweet, that was good timing.

 

“And now if I just take some of these…” I continued, putting two tech materials into a pair of cards.

 

“I can do this,” I finished, holding the cards together before pulling them apart to reveal a perfect condition blender on one of them.

 

“Oooh, that’s pretty cool, does it only work on toasters and things though?” Himiko asked.

 

I snickered, “It shouldn’t, this is just what I’ve got to work with for now,” I informed her.

 

“Ahhh, so what are we going to do with a bunch of blenders and electric whisks?” Himiko wondered.

 

“I dunno, Craigslist?” I replied with a shrug.

 

Himiko scoffed but chuckled as she wandered off towards the front door, probably to go stab more zombies and skele bones.

 

Speaking of which, Mr Bones needs a new hand. That’ll probably need a higher mechanic skill though.

 

Well, I had time before heading out to meet Hagakure, I’ve got some time to smash together and then take apart the stuff I grabbed from the scrapbeach.

Level Up

 

Mechanic - LVL 4/50 [23%]

 

+2 STR

+2 INT

 

With my strength and intelligence now at the rather respectable numbers of 79 and 60 respectively and enough small kitchen appliances to start a small business, I decided that was good enough and changed clothes to head out and meet Hagakure.

 

I also had a quick nosey through the options menu, in the display settings and found an option for nameplates.

 

Activating it I saw that Himiko’s name was now floating over her head like in an MMO. Only her name though, no actual useful information.

 

Still, that could be quite useful for keeping track of an invisible girl.

 

I found a filter setting for it and turned them all off apart from Hagakure, the others being the ‘main’ characters I had met so far.

 

I also came up with an idea to… surprise her.

 

I walked out of my room into the living room where Himiko sat and as she turned to look at me, her jaw dropped open.

 

“So what do you think?” I asked, my voice slightly higher pitched than normal but still unmistakably me.

 

“...Arcis?” Himiko gasped.

 

“Yes it’s me, what, can you really not recognise me like this?” I teased her, cocking my hips out to the side.

 

“...You’re a girl,” she muttered.

 

“For now, yeah,” I confirmed with a grin and a giggle.

 

An interesting lesson I learned as I used the sex swap option was that my clothes change with me.

 

I had been wearing a plain black t-shirt, a pair of jeans and a jacket but now I was wearing a black tank top, denim shorts and a much smaller jacket.

 

It even changed my underwear and added a bra out of nowhere.

 

Himiko continued to just stare at me. For a few seconds I thought she was still just baffled, then I noticed the grin creeping across her face and the hungry look appear in her eyes.

 

“...You’re pretty hot as a girl,” she commented with a grin.

 

“You say that like I wasn’t hot as a guy,” I replied.

 

Inflated self-opinion much?

 

I never looked this good in my old life, just let me enjoy this you cockwipe killjoy.

 

“Oh you were but now?” Himiko replied, licking her lips as she looked me up and down.

 

I laughed, “Well you’ll get to inspect my new form later, for now I need to go and deeply confuse an invisible girl,” I announced, giving her hair a tussle as I walked past her towards the door.

 

“...Getting me all hot like that and then leaving, meanie,” Himiko grumbled as I left, still with a slight smile on her face.

 

I just laughed again as I walked down the hallway.

As I learned on my way to meet Hagakure, random background civilians didn’t have nameplates. Even a hero I’d never seen before lacked one.

 

Presumably they were only for major or plot-relevant characters.

 

I arrived at the meeting point, which was a bubble tea store (sue me, I wanted to try proper Japanese bubble tea for once), fashionably late and spotted the floating nameplate before I spotted the floating clothes.

 

She was seemingly looking around for me judging by how her torso was turning.

 

I waited for a few moments to see if she’d recognise me. At one point it seemed like she gave a double take after spotting me but then looked elsewhere, deciding I wasn’t me.

 

With a grin, I made my way through the crowded streets towards her, making sure not to look at her like I knew who she was.

 

I soon ended up right next to her and stopped still yet she didn’t recognise me.

 

I subtly pulled my phone out of my pocket and sent a text to her.

 

Captain Britain: I’m here

 

John Cena: Where? I don’t see you?

 

I sent her a selfie of myself winking at the camera with Hagakure herself just barely visible in the background of the picture.

 

It took a few seconds for her to receive the picture but the instant she did she tapped me on the shoulder.

 

“Excuse me?” she asked, confused.

 

I turned around to face her, giving her a grin. “Can I help you?” I asked.

 

“Oh, sorry about that, I thought you were my friend…” she replied uncertainly, glancing down at her phone again.

 

“Guessing they look like me?” I asked.

 

She just nodded.

 

I pointed over her shoulder, “There’s a guy with red hair over there,” I lied.

 

“Where?” she asked as she looked behind her.

 

I took that moment to revert to my original form.

 

“Hey,” I greeted.

 

“BWAH!” Hagakure cried, immediately snapping round to face me again and flinching heavily. “What the… Arcis?”

 

I just nodded before turning into my female form again, earning not a few surprised looks from people around us.

 

“New trick I picked up,” I answered her unspoken question.

 

+10 Affection with Tooru Hagakure (For blowing her mind)

 

+5 Affection with Tooru Hagakure (She thinks you’re hot)

 

Heh, two for two people think I make a hot girl so far. This is going great.

 

“SINCE WHEN HAVE YOU BEEN ABLE TO DO THAT!?” she demanded, now gaping at my changed outfit.

 

Or possibly the body under it, I couldn’t quite tell.

 

I can’t actually tell if she’s even gaping at me to be honest, I just kind of feel like she is.

 

“Recently,” I replied, not really even lying this time.

 

“So… what, you’re literally genderfluid?” she questioned, slightly baffled.

 

I shrugged, “I haven’t really bothered putting a label on it and I probably won’t, I’m a guy that can turn into a girl and I don’t feel uncomfortable in either body so… what’s the point really?”

 

“I mean… I guess that’s fair,” Hagakure admitted before immediately bouncing up and down with an excited giggle.

 

“OOH, this means we can go girls clothes shopping,” she cried excitedly.

 

“...I mean… I’m not opposed to that but we were going to practice-” I began.

 

“Ah never mind that, I just found out my only male friend can turn into a hot girl so now I need to make sure you have the best clothes,” she interrupted, “Sneaky training can come later.”

 

I sighed quietly but nodded, “Alright sure, I guess we can put it off for now,” I accepted.

 

“GREAT!” she cried, immediately grabbing my hand and beginning to drag me off.

 

“Wait hold on… I wanted to get bubble tea,” I protested, almost whining.

 

She immediately stopped, “Oh yeah, that’s a good point. Well, onwards!” she commanded, spinning me around and pushing me from the back towards the shop once again.

 

Even without being able to see her, I can practically feel her eyes on me, is she checking me out?

 

Yep, she’s judging whether or not your ass looks real.

 

Does it look real?

 

I don’t know, I’ve never had a body.

 

You are tremendously unhelpful sometimes.

 

I don’t have to be helpful at all, take what you can get.

 

“You know it’ll last longer if you take a picture right?” I teased.

 

“Ah!” she cried, startled. “I wasn’t… sorry I…” she stammered nervously.

 

“It’s fine, I know I’m hot, I’ve already been told that once today,” I teased again. “Besides I didn’t mind you looking before, why would I mind now?”

 

“Hmpf, what makes you think I was looking at you?” she pouted.

 

A weak argument given she already tried to apologise but I’ll play along.

 

“The fact I could practically feel your eyes on my arse like a laser?” I replied with a grin.

 

“Yeah well… you kinda caught me off guard with this whole thing,” she protested.

 

“That was the idea,” I chuckled.

After Hagakure had calmed down a bit, I offered to let her have a squeeze to make sure it was real.

 

Anyway after she calmed down from that, we made our purchases and headed back out into the city, Hagakure now much more confident once she was in control of the situation again and dragging me towards her favourite clothes shops.

 

Honestly, I used to dread going clothes shopping with girls in my old life. Irregular an occurrence as it was, but Hagakure oozed so much positivity and excitement out of every single invisible pore on her body that I couldn’t help but go along with it.

 

By the time we left the 4th shop I already had 5 bags of clothes safely stored in my inventory, something that Hagakure called “Absolute bullshit”.

 

I think she’s just jealous.

 

As we made out way towards shop number 5, Hagakure promising that this place had great skirts, I froze for a second as I spotted a familiar figure in the crowd looking our way.

 

I facepalmed, loudly, as I realised that Himiko had apparently been following us the whole time.

 

“Arcis? Something wrong?” Hagakure asked.

 

“No, no, I just spotted a stray cat I fed once and now it won’t stop following me,” I replied with a quiet groan.

 

Red-Haired Reiko: Himiko, what are you doing?

 

Catpire: Oh hiya, didn’t see you there

 

Red-Haired Reiko: I call bullshit

 

Catpire: You’re so mean ;(

 

Red-Haired Reiko: There is nothing average about me in the slightest

 

Red-Haired Reiko: Now explain why you stalk us

 

Catpire: Well I wanted to see the invisible girl you mentioned

 

Red-Haired Reiko: You wanted to ‘see’ an invisible girl

 

Catpire: Meanie

 

Red-Haired Reiko: Fine whatever, just don’t stab anyone unless you absolutely need to or they deserve it

 

Catpire: Can do :D

 

I shook my head as Hagakure dragged me into what I hoped was the final shop. I’d already worn enough skirts for one day.

As it happened, I apparently had not worn enough skirts for one day.

 

On the plus side, the last store had been a punk style store Hagakure knew of from when she went through a brightly coloured punk phase in an effort to be more noticeable.

 

She also mentioned that she’d tried to dye her hair once but it was only visible for a few minutes before just fading into her hair and becoming invisible.

 

As I shimmied my way into yet another black, paint-spattered skirt I called out to Hagakure who was standing outside the changing room.

 

“It must be hard, trying to stand out when you’re invisible,” I commented.

 

“Yeah it’s… pretty tricky,” Hagakure agreed.

 

“I think you do a great job of it though, even if you’re harder to see than most people I can’t see a room where you wouldn’t be the centre of attention,” I continued.

 

Hagakure gave a slightly bitter sounding laugh. “That’s… not always a good thing,” she replied.

 

I pushed the curtain to the side, both to show off the skirt to her and to see her again.

 

“Why not?” I asked.

 

Hagakure gave a loud sigh, “People… think my quirk lets me get away with everything. Someone goes missing? Blame Tooru. People are talking about something you wanted keeping a secret? Tooru must have been snooping,” she explained.

 

“Ahh, I get it,” I replied with a frown. “Those people are fucking idiots though.”

 

“What do you mean?” Hagakure asked, tone of voice confused.

 

“Hagakure, I’ve known you for under a week and I know for certain that you’re not a thief or a snoop, at least not maliciously with the second one,” I replied with a quiet chuckle and a grin.

 

She gave a shrug, not disagreeing with my last point.

 

“So anyone who’s known you for any longer than I have has absolutely no excuse for thinking you’d be like that,” I finished.

 

+15 Affection with Tooru Hagakure (For believing in her)

 

50 Reputation reached with Tooru Hagakure

 

Reward: Eye for Body Language trait gained

 

Trait Gained

 

Eye for Body Language

 

You can spot minute indicators in somebody’s body language that always lets you know how they’re really feeling, even if they try to hide it.

 

Okay, that sounds incredibly useful.

 

“What makes you say that? You still barely know me,” Hagakure wondered.

 

Even without being able to see her expression, I knew she had a shy smile on her face.

 

I gave her a smile, “I like to think that I’m a good judge of character… and you, Tooru Hagakure, are a good person who’ll be an excellent hero and a cutie to boot,” I replied.

 

+10 Affection with Tooru Hagakure (It’s been… never, since someone has legitimately flirted with her)

 

Hagakure lightly bounced on her feet a few times while humming happily. “Awww, thanks. Come on, give us a twirl,” she encouraged, spinning her hand around in the air.

 

Hang on how could I tell she was doing that?

 

Oh wait, never mind.

 

You really aren’t good at remembering things are you?

 

I never have been, leave me alone.

 

With another bag full of shirts, skirts and underwear in my inventory, Hagakure finally announced that was the last shop.

 

I greeted this information with a massive sigh of relief.

 

“And now you get to take me for ice cream to make up for this,” I announced.

 

Hagakure gave a single nod, “Alright fair, you did agree to change your plans for me so it’s the least I can do,” she agreed.

 

As we walked alongside each other towards the ice cream shop we’d been to before, she paused in place a few times to try and catch me out. It never worked, I always noticed her stopping immediately and just turned around to look back at her.

 

Apparently she appreciated it.

 

As we approached the ice cream store, we noticed a crowd and loud bangs and roaring noises coming from nearby.

 

“Alrighty, head up and have a look,” I instructed Hagakure, wrapping my arms around her legs and lifting her up into the air, my enhanced strength meaning I had no problems with doing so.

 

Hagakure yelped in surprise and wrapped her fingers around my hair to stay upright but did peer over the top of the crowd.

 

“Aww, there’s a villain fighting up ahead and I think the ice cream store is all messed up,” she whined.

 

I pouted as I lowered her back to the ground, “Who was fighting? Did you see?” I asked.

 

“A hero I’d never seen before but I saw Endeavor running up,” Hagakure replied.

 

Oh yeah. Endeavor.

 

Another person on my shit list.

 

Well, if we’re here, may as well do some scouting out.

 

I grabbed onto Hagakure’s hand and began pulling her forward, “Come on, let’s get a better view, I’ve never seen Endeavor fight in person,” I suggested, not even untruthfully.

 

We pushed our way through the crowd, which was quickly beginning to disperse with the arrival of the number two hero, and ended up right on the edges of the fight.

 

The villain just looked like some normal guy who was having a very bad day which was only getting worse now that Endeavor had turned up.

 

Endeavor just started lobbing fireballs towards him, most of which he dodged and they went on to burn glowing holes into the buildings.

 

Hagakure started pulling on my hand nervously. “Arcis… please can we move away? I don’t want to be near that fire,” she nearly begged.

 

I nodded and started moving back with her, still keeping my eyes on the fight while she fully turned around and started nearly running away.

 

As the villain suddenly dodged to the side, another of Endeavor’s fireballs flew over his shoulder.

 

And right towards Hagakure’s back.

 

“FUCK!” I shouted, turning and closing the two metre distance between us as quickly as I could.

 

She had begun to turn around after hearing my panicked shout as the fire grew closer, lighting up her clothes.

 

I leapt towards her and wrapped my arms around her, using myself as a shield while tackling her to the ground.

 

I felt the fireball squarely impact with my back and the clothes and flesh alike sear off my back.

 

-600 HP

 

FUCK THAT HURTS SO MUCH!

 

Also FUCK THAT’S NEARLY ALL MY HEALTH!

 

I tumbled to the ground, rolling over Hagakure and onto my ruined back, causing another pained cry to emerge from my lips.

 

To her credit, she reacted quickly, grabbing onto my shoulders and dragging me further away from the fight.

 

“You… why the fuck did you do that?” she gasped, tears falling out of mid air just above me.

 

I gave her a pained smile, or at least as much of one as I could. “My fault we were that close anyway… only fair,” I reasoned.

 

+20 Affection with Tooru Hagakure (For saving her)

 

“You stupid idiot… thank you,” she sobbed.

 

With a heave, I rolled myself onto my front so I was lying on my burn and gently took one of her invisible hands in mine.

 

“It’s what a hero would do… right?” I asked, giving her another small smile while trying to ignore the searing pain in my back.

 

Judging by how the sound of rushing flames had stopped, I assumed the villain had either surrendered, been knocked out, turned to ash or some combination of all three.

 

I also heard the sound of running footsteps close to me and looked up to see a familiar face.

 

“Himiko?” I wondered, my eyes blurry from the tears of pain in them.

 

She knelt down next to me and I could practically feel her anger radiating off her.

 

“...He hurt you and didn’t even make you bleed…” she hissed under her breath.

 

“Erm… Arcis, who is this?” Hagakure asked nervously.

 

Himiko turned to face the invisible girl, “Toga, a… friend, of his,” she… kind of told the truth.

 

“Well can we help… him? Her?” Hagakure asked desperately.

 

“She’s fine,” Himiko reassured her, “She can heal quickly, just watch.”

 

Hagakure looked back down at me to see that yes, the horrific burn on my back was slowly starting to heal although it was not a pleasant experience by any means. In fact it was downright agony.

 

What can I do to make myself heal faster and end this pain earlier?

 

Pull out your knife and finish the job.

 

Apart from that you terrifying fucker.

 

Here.

 

Just as soon as the game said that, a minimap appeared in the top corner of my vision with two points on it, one being me and another being… something. A waypoint of some sort.

 

Go there, you’ll figure it out.

 

I held one of my arms up into the air. “Help me up,” I wheezed.

 

Himiko grabbed onto my arm and slung it over her shoulder before starting to pull me to my feet, Hagakure loudly protesting the whole time.

 

“Hagakure… it’s fine, I have an idea,” I attempted to reassure her.

 

“Ohhh… fine, what are we doing?” she relented, taking my other arm and putting it over her shoulder.

 

I couldn’t help but notice that she felt very warm and smelt nice.

 

“We need to go… about a block down the street, there’s something there,” I explained hesitantly.

 

Himiko just nodded and started moving in the direction I’d gestured. Hagakure was more hesitant but kept up as to avoid dropping me.

 

We had to pass the now finished fight to get there, Endeavor standing over the villain who actually looked slightly less burned than me.

 

One of his sidekicks ran up to me, “Is she alright? Did the villain get her?” he asked, voice dripping with false concern.

 

I preemptively grabbed onto Himiko’s upper arm to stop her from stabbing him immediately.

 

“No… your dumb fucking boss nearly killed my friend and I took the fire instead,” I hissed at him.

 

Still wearing a mask of worry, the sidekick ran off to Endeavor who then reluctantly followed him over to me as the girls helped me on my way.

 

“Stop there,” he commanded, “I’d like to apologise for you getting caught in the fight and I want to assure you that the villain will be suitably punished.”

 

I whispered into Himiko’s ear as I felt her practically vibrating with rage. “Don’t stab the number two hero… yet.”

 

Looking back at him, I gave him the best glare I could. “The villain didn’t do shit, you nearly killed my friend here,” I told him, giving Hagakure a slight shake with my arm, “And I had to jump in the way to stop her getting hurt.”

 

“You aren’t a hero, saving people isn’t your responsibility,” Endeavor informed me.

 

“You clearly don’t think it’s yours either,” I replied, my face set in stone.

 

Endeavor was seemingly taken aback by this for a second, most likely at the cheek of a civilian not falling over themselves to praise him.

 

“You’re lucky my quirk can heal me, if it had been anyone else… it would have been far worse,” I warned him. “But you don’t care do you? You’ll do anything to beat All Might and damn the consequences.”

 

Apparently I’d surprised my two escorts with that just as much as I did Endeavor, his sidekick and the few police officers trying and failing to form a cordon.

 

“...Come on, let’s get out of here, away from the number two fuckup,” I muttered, giving Himiko and Hagakure a little shake each to snap them out of their stupors.

 

They both quickly started pulling me away from Endeavor as the air around him started getting noticeably hotter.

 

Once we’d made it a safe distance away, I let my body go mostly limp and exhaled loudly.

“Holy shit that was a bad idea,” I admitted.

 

+5 Affection with Tooru Hagakure (For being stupidly brave or bravely stupid, she isn’t sure which yet)

 

+5 Affection with Himiko Toga (This has no actual effect, she just figured out it is actually possible to ‘love’ you more)

 

“Yeah… just a bit… but holy shit that was cool,” Hagakure gasped.

 

Himiko was just eagerly nodding as she whispered into my ear. “Please tell me he’s on the list.”

 

I just gave her a single nod at which point she nearly dropped me due to suddenly starting to clap.

 

After picking me up and giving a very heartfelt apology kiss, something that made Hagakure turn bright red, I can somehow tell that even without being able to see her this new trait of mine is weird as fuck, we found the point that the map was pointing out to me.

 

It was a long shopping district that weirdly made me think of the one from Food Wars, where the MC’s diner was.

 

There was also a large glowing set of automatic doors just standing in the middle of the street that people were just passing through without noticing it.

 

Himiko had frozen at the sight of it too, clearly realising why we were here.

 

I turned to a rather confused seeming Hagakure.

 

“So… you already know my quirk is… unique,” I began. “Are you ready for it to get even weirder?”

 

“...Yes?” Hagakure replied, deeply uncertain.

 

I quickly scrolled through the options and allowed Hagakure to see the dungeon entrances at which point she flinched violently as it appeared in front of her.

 

“What… what’s that?” she gasped.

 

“I don’t actually know… but apparently I’m going to find help here,” I replied.

 

“Well… let’s go then I guess,” she decided, shaking her head slightly. “...my life got so much weirder when I met you what the fuck?” she muttered under her breath.

 

Himiko snorted, “You were right, I do like her.”

Notes:

Current Stats:

Max HP: 760
Max MP: 600
Max SP: 760

STR: 79
END: 76
DEX: 110
INT: 60
WIS: 22
CHA: 30
LCK: 10

Chapter 7: Shopping and Stabbing

As we stepped through the glowing freestanding doors in the middle of the shopping district, we found ourselves in a nearly identical one except with three immediate obvious differences.

 

The first was that there was nobody else there.

 

The second was that most of the stores were empty with blank metal plaques next to the doors and the others were all different than what they were.

 

The third was that the sky was pitch black. Like, not even a night sky, a completely lightless sky.

 

“What the fuck…” Hagakure spluttered in confusion.

 

Welcome to the Hothe Avenue Shopping District Shop Dungeon

 

Shop dungeon? Explaineth the fuck.

 

Most major shopping locations in every world have access to a Shop Dungeon.

 

There are some basic stores you’ll find in every Shop Dungeon regardless of world, basic item store, potion shop, basic weapons and armour, crafting materials etc but there are also some stores with world-specific items.

 

There are also empty stores where you can request specific themes or even specific items to be sold there and you can ask for pretty much anything in them.

 

Keep in mind though, the prices of most items will differ from world to world given what the world actually is.

 

Given that MHA is a non-magic world, any magic items or potions would be more expensive than they would be in a world like Skyrim for example.

 

Some generic items will be the same no matter where you are but most items will differ their prices based on the setting and tech level of the world you’re in.

 

So I could ask for a shop that sells shit like spaceships?

 

You could but given that MHA has no real spacefaring technology, it would be incredibly expensive.

 

Like, several billion credits at least.

 

...I shall keep that in mind.

 

I am also now realising I don’t have anywhere near as much money as I expected.

 

I turned my head to look at Hagakure who was currently staring up at the blank sky and seemingly experiencing some sort of existential crisis.

 

“So long story short, I can go to my own magic private shopping districts apparently,” I casually informed her.

 

Or as casually as I could with half of my back missing.

 

Speaking of which, I should really solve that problem.

 

You said potions would be more expensive here, are there classic video game health kits that do the same thing in the item shop or something?

 

Less effective and there’s only one type but yes there is.

 

That’ll have to do then.

 

I pointed over Himiko’s shoulder towards a store simply labelled ‘General Store’, “Can you help me over there please?” I asked them both.

 

Himiko nodded and started heading in that way, giving Hagakure’s top a little tug to startle her out of her trance at the same time.

 

“Wait, what are we doing?” she asked.

 

“Buying me something to fix my well-done back,” I informed her, thankful there was no wind in this weird place to make my back hurt even more.

 

As we reached the store, I looked around to confirm that yep, there was nobody else actually inside it. Instead there was just a self-checkout machine of all things.

 

I carefully pulled my arms off the girls’ shoulders and gestured around the room with a hand, “Can you help me look for anything that looks like a first aid kid?” I requested with a wince, still feeling the flesh on my back slowly and painfully knitting itself back together.

 

The two girls both nodded and immediately started searching the shelves for anything medical shaped.

 

I started doing the same, holding onto the shelves as I went to make sure I stayed on my feet.

 

There really was all sorts of random stuff in this place, it looked like a cross between a western general goods store and a camping supply store when it had old fashioned oil lanterns right next to high lumen torches and canvas hammocks with modern tents, even javelins next to a set of discuses.

 

“Found it!” cried Hagakure, waving her arm in my direction to try and get my attention.

 

Okay thank shit I got this new trait, I definitely wouldn’t have actually been able to tell where she was otherwise since she was mostly hidden behind a set of shelves.

 

She ran over to me, clutching a small white box with a big red plus symbol on it.

 

“...Yeah that looks like a video game classic health kit,” I confirmed, gratefully taking it from her.

 

Health Kit

 

Restores 20% HP over 6 secs

 

50 Credits

 

Just so you know, due to other gamers exploiting healing items, they all work over time instead of instantly now.

 

Health kits, potions, bandages, any kind of health, mana or stamina restoring item work over time now.

 

That’s… annoying but manageable.

 

“Can you grab me a bunch of these please?” I asked, hobbling over to the checkout machine with the one she gave me.

 

“Yeah course,” she replied, quickly dashing back to the shelves.

 

Although there was no bar code or anything on the health kit, I was able to scan it under the machine, adding a 50 Credit cost to the screen.

 

Hagakure soon returned with seven more kits, dumping them on the counter next to me.

 

“Thanks Hagakure,” I smiled at her gratefully.

 

I was about to finish the transaction when Himiko appeared next to me with a sheepish expression on her face and clearly hiding something behind her back.

 

I just gave a short sigh, “What is it and how much is it?” I asked.

 

She held out a large hunting knife towards me, “40 Credits?” she replied hesitantly.

 

I just took the knife and scanned that too, bringing the total up to 440 Credits.

 

As I pulled out my wallet, Hagakure leaned over my shoulder and peered at the screen.

 

“What are credits?” she asked curiously.

 

“Like a… universal currency I guess,” I explained, still not entirely sure myself.

 

“...Your quirk being weird?” she summarised.

 

“Yeah, basically,” I confirmed, pulling a credit card out of the wallet for the first time.

 

Huh, apparently it’ll either give me cash or a card depending on whichever is needed.

 

I watched as the number of credits in my inventory dropped to 2495 with my purchases and the health kits and knife automatically disappeared into my inventory.

 

I quickly just took the knife back out and handed it to Himiko who eagerly took it with a squeal of excitement, running her fingers along the flat of the blade.

 

I then immediately took out one of the health kits and opened it, finding only a small syringe inside.

 

Well then, guess it’s going for the magic health juice method of healing.

 

I took it out and jabbed it into my upper arm, pressing the plunger down before tossing it away, the needle and box disappearing before they hit the ground.

 

Immediately I felt the pain dull almost completely and a strange warm feeling spread across my back.

 

“Woah…” Hagakure gasped, looking at my back.

 

Craning my neck over my shoulders, I got a glimpse at seeing new, slightly pink skin appearing over a good portion of the giant burn on my back.

 

That still wasn’t enough though so I repeated the process with two more health kits until my back was almost completely covered in new skin and the pain was completely gone.

 

“Ahhh…” I sighed in relief, my entire body feeling cooler now.

 

“I… can’t believe that worked,” Hagakure whispered.

 

I gave a quiet laugh, “Neither can I honestly, I’m still learning things about this ridiculous quirk of mine, I never knew this was something it could do,” I admitted.

 

“Ooh, since we’re here already and you’re all better, why don’t we have a look at some of the other shops?” Himiko suggested.

 

I nodded, pulling out a fresh shirt from my inventory as I pulled my old one off. “Sounds good to me, Hagakure?” I asked, not looking at her.

 

The lack of response caught me off guard so I turned to face her. “Hagakure?” I asked again.

 

She was just staring at me and I could tell she had a deer in the headlights expression.

 

“What’s up?” I wondered.

 

“You’re kind of… erm…” she stammered for a second before Himiko marched forward and reached out with a hand.

 

It was only when she grabbed and squeezed one of my boobs that I remembered several things. I was still female, my tank top and bra had been mostly ruined by the fire and I was currently topless in front of them.

 

I gave Hagakure a grin, trying to ignore the blush in my cheeks I could feel forming from Himiko’s sudden grope of my chest.

 

“What? Never seen these before?” I teased.

 

“Well errr… not like this,” she replied, still flustered.

 

“Surely you must have seen other girls naked while getting changed at school before,” I reasoned, pulling the fresh t-shirt over my head and tugging it down over my torso.

 

“Obviously I just… never really… noticed them like that,” she replied shyly while averting her gaze.

 

I locked eyes with Himiko for a split second.

 

Catpire: She’s crushing on you

 

Red-Haired Reiko: She is isn’t she?

 

Catpire: Well the more the merrier

 

Red-Haired Reiko: You just want a go on her yourself

 

Catpire: Hey, I’m allowed to be horny too :P

 

Red-Haired Reiko: Fair enough, we’ll see how things go

 

Catpire: Kay! :D

 

I just gave a chuckle and a smile, “Well hey, since I’ve already gotten Himiko something, why don’t we go check out the other stores and you can pick out something you want as a thank you for helping me here?” I suggested.

 

“Really? But… you saved me,” she protested.

 

“And you helped me here, that deserves a thank you,” I countered with a grin. “Accept it now Tooru, you’re not leaving here without a thank you present,”

 

“This really seems the wrong way around… but alright fine,” she relented.

We spent the next hour investigating the already full shops, Himiko was particularly interested in a shop full of potions, poisons and alchemy equipment, most likely for the poisons more than anything.

 

I was also pretty interested but the price tags for even the weakest potions were slightly ridiculous. I wasn’t sure whether that was just because they were naturally expensive or because we were in a magicless world but they were far too rich for my blood.

 

She also started practically salivating when they spotted a shop full of medieval weapons including a section of many different kinds of daggers.

 

I had to drag her away from there, reminding her I’d literally already bought her a knife today and it wasn’t my fault she picked a bog-standard hunting knife.

 

She spent most of the rest of our time there pouting.

 

Tooru meanwhile was looking around the shops but nothing was apparently really jumping out at her.

 

All of a sudden, she had a flash of inspiration and dashed over to me. “I know you said one thing… but can I get two?” she asked giddily.

 

“Well it depends on what they are but… yeah sure,” I decided.

 

“These are kind of gonna be a surprise so… can I borrow some of those credit things?” she asked hesitantly.

 

I gave a quiet sigh and held up my card, “Don’t bankrupt me please,” I requested.

 

She happily clapped her hands together and grabbed my card, “Wait here!” she instructed before dashing back into the potions shop of all places.

 

I and Himiko exchanged a puzzled glance for a few seconds before a loud cry of “AHA!” came from the potions shop and she ran back out, clutching a small vial of clear liquid.

 

She then dashed over to one of the empty shops and muttered something under her breath and suddenly the front of the shop shimmered like a mirage and a new store was revealed in its place.

 

Himiko and I walked slightly closer to see that the plaque outside the store now read “Omni’s Bedroom Attire” and that it was quite obviously a lingerie shop.

 

Himiko just leaned over to whisper in my ear, “Oh you’re gonna have a good time next time you see her.”

 

I just gave a silent nod and backed away, letting whatever Hagakure picked be a surprise since at this point I was pretty sure she was intending them for me.

 

She appeared from the shop a few minutes later with a plain white plastic bag which no doubt contained her purchase and she handed my card back with a big grin.

 

That I could somehow se- okay I’m just going to shut down the part of my brain that gets weirded out by that.

 

Can do.

 

...Please don’t shut down any other parts of my brain without me asking.

 

Ugh, fine.

 

As I put the card back in my inventory I noticed that my credits had gone down by over 1500 and my eyes boggled for a second.

 

I assumed that the majority of that was whatever potion she bought but it was possible if unlikely that she bought the most expensive set of lingerie in the multiverse.

 

“Happy with what you got?” I asked, mentally telling myself that it was fine, I’d get more credits from the dungeon later.

 

She just nodded happily, “Yeah, really happy and no, I’m not going to show you, not yet at least.”

 

I gave a playful pout but nodded.

 

“Well… we did kind of get interrupted with our original plans… so why don’t we see if one of these empty shops will sell ice cream?” I suggested.

 

The two girls froze completely still as they released what that could mean.

 

“We could have…” Tooru began.

 

“Anything we wanted…” Himiko finished.

 

...Oh shit I’m about to be cleaned out aren’t I?

The girls did indeed spend the next half hour eating another 70 credits worth of ice cream and other desserts away.

 

Frankly, I was wondering where they were putting it all, these two were like a bottomless barrel for dessert.

 

The fact they were getting along so well was also starting to worry me.

 

I eventually managed to convince Himiko that she didn’t need a third serving of crepes and that we could come back here another time so Tooru could have another fucking huge fudge sundae.

 

Stepping back into the real world was a bit of a shock to the system, for one thing it was much brighter and for another it was evening now.

 

“Oh crap, I need to get moving, I might miss my train,” Tooru exclaimed. “First though…”

 

She grabbed me by the collar of my t-shirt and pulled my head down to hers, planting her lips against mine for a few seconds.

 

My first thought was that it was very strange to feel the sensation of lips on yours but not see anything.

 

My second thought was that she was warm and soft.

 

“Thanks for saving me… you’re my hero,” she whispered into my ear, then giving Himiko a quick hug and running off, waving over her shoulder as she went.

 

I watched her leave, thinking that although I was pretty confident in my assessment of her, I could do with double-checking.

 

‘Observe’

 

Tooru Hagakure

 

The invisible girl of 1-A

 

LVL: Gambler - 25/100

 

Alignment: Neutral Good

 

Sexuality: Bisexual

 

Faction: Heroes (UA) (Hero Hopeful)

 

Thoughts: She still wanted to spend more time with you and properly ‘thank you’ for saving her.

 

Affection: 80

 

Ah-ha, I was right, she is into me as a girl too.

 

Huh, I get more info on her now? I’m assuming I get more info the more reputation I have with someone.

 

Correct.

 

I know it’s not the most important thing right now, but how come I haven’t earned any more affection with Hagakure?

 

Some characters have conditions before you can max out their reputation, for now her affection is locked at a max of 80.

 

Are you going to tell me what these conditions are?

 

No, you need to think about what they want, or how their problems can be solved.

 

Okay… so what does Hagakure wan…

 

Ohhh, I think I get it. What would an invisible girl want more than to be seen?

 

Hmm… there’s probably something back in the shop dungeon that can do that… but it’ll also be way out of my price range for now.

 

I’ll look into upgrading my crafting and figuring out something then.

 

I turned to Himiko who was just happily humming to herself, swaying on her feet from side to side.

 

“Come on Himi, we’ve got work to do,” I told her, starting to walk back in the direction of our apartment.

 

“Ooh work? What work?” she asked excitedly.

 

“...Saving Tooru nearly got me killed, I need to get stronger fast. We’re heading to the apartment dungeon and clearing the rest of it,” I announced.

 

She just gave a wicked fanged grin and a nod. “Date with a cute girl and stabbing things? Oh Arcis, you know just what to give me to get me all hot.”

I quickly changed into my leather armour once Himiko and I entered the dungeon. As it turns out, much like in MMO’s, the armour was a lot more revealing on my female body than my male.

 

While I didn’t mind it aesthetically, it wasn’t the most practical so I reverted back to male. Something Himiko pouted at for a second before getting over it.

 

Warping right to the Stage 2 midway checkpoint, we marched past the still immobile Skeletal Giant and I pushed open the door leading to the next area.

 

Immediately, the corridor ahead of us was filled with more Fyrd, Berserker and Archer skeletons, apparently, skeletons were still the name of the game in stage 2 of the dungeon.

 

I pulled out my dagger while Himiko pulled out her new hunting knife and we went to work.

 

I used Razor Wind and Lunging Strike to try and finish off enemies whenever I could for progress towards their upgrades although it was a slow process since I had a lot of enemies to kill for the Razor Wind upgrade and Lunging Strike used up a fair chunk of SP to use just once.

 

Still though, we were making rapid progress, neither of us getting more than very minor injuries due to our DEX scores and the agility they granted.

 

Soon enough we made it to a large wooden door. Assuming this to be the boss room, we took a few minutes to rest and restore ourselves before beginning.

 

I handed a health kit to Himiko, I had no idea if it would actually work on her but it was worth her keeping them on her just in case.

 

“Ready?” I asked.

 

She gave a confident nod, holding her new knife out in front of her and tucking the health kit into the waistband of her skirt.

 

“Alright, let’s see what we’re up against,” I replied, pushing the doors open wide.

 

‘Observe’

 

Apprentice Necromancer

 

LVL - 25

 

HP - 2,500

 

Skeletal Housecarl

 

LVL - 20

 

HP - 3,000

 

Skeletal Hunter

 

LVL - 20

 

HP - 1,500

 

...Ooookay then, this is potentially going to be a bigger problem than I expected.

 

I’d no idea if Himiko could see what I was seeing but given the way she tightened her grip on the handle of her knife and gritted her teeth together, she could probably at least tell this wasn’t going to be the cakewalk the rest of the dungeon has been so far.

 

Thankfully, there were only these three new enemies in the room, no others.

 

Unfortunately, the two skeletons were between us and the necromancer who would no doubt be making them more powerful, hampering us and probably bringing them back if we kill them.

 

Well, I was the one with most of the health kits so I guess I’m the tank.

 

“Himiko! Stab the face of that old fucker back there!” I ordered, pointing to the decrepit looking old man in a skull covered robe at least 2 sizes too large for him.

 

“He’ll bleed… it’ll be my pleasure,” Himiko replied, an eager smile creeping across her face.

 

With Himiko knowing what her job is, I charged towards the two skeletons in front of the necromancer, firing a few Razor Winds at the Hunter to keep it distracted.

 

The Housecarl was counter charging me, thankfully apparently completely ignoring Himiko who was beginning to dart around the side of the room to reach the caster.

 

The Hunter fired an arrow directly at my face, one that would have gone right between my eyes if my head didn’t suddenly lurch out of the way.

 

Dodge Activated

 

+3 LCK

 

Well shit okay, this guy is a lot more competent than the archers I ran into before.

 

Keeping my eyes on the Hunter, I clashed with the Housecarl, ducking under his frankly ridiculously big axe that definitely would have taken my head off.

 

I stabbed my dagger into the space under its rib cage and was greeted with damage numbers appearing which was a relief.

 

These things have ghost organs apparently so I can stab them up pretty good.

 

I ducked out of the way of a second arrow, firing a Razor Wind in that direction as a displeased retort.

 

Just as soon as I stabbed my dagger between the Housecarl’s ribcage again, a purple light appeared behind it.

 

Peering through the mostly hollow form of the skeletal warrior, I saw a bolt of light purple energy streaking towards us, obviously coming from the Necromancer.

 

Just as I recoiled away from the spell, I caught a glimpse of familiar blonde hair buns appearing behind the old wizard and a raised knife before a croaky cry of pain rang through the chamber.

 

While the Necromancer would be distracted now, I still had to deal with the purple spell that hit the Housecarl in the back, specifically the fact that it was suddenly swinging its axe around like it weighed literally nothing.

 

Even with my DEX being as high as it was, it was still landing a few glancing blows on me and the Hunter was taking advantage of my focus on dodging the axe of doom to put a few arrows through the side of my armour.

 

Gritting my teeth, I ducked under a wide slash from the axe, bending over backwards like Neo.

 

The matrix Neo, not the ice cream girl.

 

As I ducked under it, I slashed upwards with my dagger, cutting through the wooden haft of the axe.

 

At first I felt accomplished, then he stuck the now even lighter axe into my shoulder and smacked me across the face with the broken haft at the same time.

 

Great, now he has a one-handed axe and a beating stick.

 

Shaking my head, I managed to barely duck under the second swing from the axe, bringing my leg around the back of its knee and lunging into it with my shoulder.

 

While strength wasn’t my highest stat, apparently it was good enough to push over a skeleton wielding half an axe and a metal helmet.

 

With the Housecarl temporarily out of action, I used a Lunging Strike to close with the Hunter, slashing it across the chest for about a fifth of its total health due to being at the maximum effective distance away from it.

 

Surprisingly, even though it was an archer, it wasn’t bad at close combat as it used its bow to fend me off, even hitting me with it a few times.

 

It wasn’t quite enough to stop me from rapidly slashing away at it, managing to finish it off by severing its spine with a Power Strike, sending its bones collapsing to the ground.

 

My body suddenly twisted to the side, dodging an overhead blow from the Housecarl who had gotten back to its feet and charged up behind me.

 

Dodge Activated

 

+3 LCK

 

Twice in one day? I really am getting lucky.

 

Sure. Lucky.

 

Bitch.

 

I whirled around to face the remaining skeleton but paused when I saw a sickly green light appear from the other side of the room.

 

Quickly glancing that way, I saw the necromancer, clearly badly injured and bleeding badly, firing a constant beam of green energy towards Himiko who could do nothing but constantly try to dodge it.

 

‘Observe’

 

Apprentice Necromancer

 

LVL - 25

 

HP - 43/2,500

 

...Well, I don’t want to steal the glory but…

 

Don’t fuck this up you idiot.

 

I ignored another axe blow heading my way to throw my dagger across the room towards the necromancer.

 

As the skeleton’s weapon dug deep into my arm, taking another big chunk of my health away, I watched my dagger sail through the air and embed itself deep into the necromancer’s back.

 

The old man let out a pained cry and made several brief choking noises before collapsing to the ground, definitely dead.

 

With the death of the necromancer, the purple spell that had been affecting the Housecarl wore off and it suddenly became even more sluggish than it had been previously.

 

Ahh, some sort of undead specific haste spell or something then.

 

Quickly using a health kit on myself for safety, I cracked my knuckles together before facing the slowed skeletal warrior.

 

“You don’t mind if I use you for some training do you?” I asked rhetorically.

 

I responded to its confused skull cocking to the side by punching it straight in the jaw, resulting in a rather satisfying crack and a much less satisfying splitting open of the skin on my fingers.

 

Shit, I never thought having a sharp jawline could be literal.

 

Still, I’d mostly tamed Himiko Toga, it’d take more than a bit of bleeding to put me off anything so I just kept hitting the skeleton, dodging its own futile counterattacks with frankly embarrassing ease.

 

Lashing out with a kick to its knee, I watched as the entire leg snapped and it fell to the ground.

 

It was still moving though so I raised my boot into the air before bringing it down on the back of its skull, smashing it into pieces with a cloud of bone dust.

 

Level Up

 

Swordsman - LVL 17/100 [15%]

 

+3 STR

 

+3 END

 

+5 DEX

Quest Added

 

Unarmed Proficiency Unlock

 

Objective: Kill 10 enemies with Unarmed attacks

 

Reward: Unarmed Proficiency (Novice) (Passive)

Quest Complete - Shadowy Crypt (Stage 2)

 

Rewards: Checkpoint, 4000 Credits, White Bone Blade (Uncommon), Tomb Raider’s Armour (Uncommon), Minor Ring of Light (Uncommon)

 

Checkpoint Reached

 

Looted items: 874 credits, Crafting Material Cache (Small) (Tech) x 5, Crafting Material Cache (Small) (Necromantic) x 4, Apprentice Necromancer’s Robes

 

That’s all pretty sweet stuff… for now though I need a nap.

 

I sank to the floor, panting heavily, holding myself up with my arms behind me.

 

I looked over towards the sound of footsteps and saw Himiko approaching me, holding my newly bloodied dagger in her hands like it was precious.

 

Wait yeah… that was technically the first human I’ve killed.

 

...Am I meant to not feel anything?

 

Well kind of, part of it is Gamer’s Mind, part of it is probably just you not considering him a real human, rather just as, well, a video game enemy.

 

True enough, still, I’ll probably have to get my hands bloodied for real eventually.

 

Himiko placed the knife back in my hand before plopping onto my lap and holding onto where the collar would be on my armour.

 

“That was pretty hot,” she whispered huskily, “And your first kill… how did it feel?”

 

I glanced back over towards the corpse of the necromancer, already disintegrating like most of the other enemies in the dungeon.

 

“...It did feel pretty good,” I admitted.

 

Not necessarily because it was a ‘human’ but because that was a tough boss fight and winning it was satisfying.

 

She just gave a wide grin and pulled me into a hungry kiss.

 

I managed to pull away after close to a minute, “Don’t get too excited yet, we’re not done here yet,” I reminded her.

 

She pouted but gave a begrudging nod, quickly planting another peck on my lips before bounding back to her feet and pulling out her own knife.

 

“So? What are we doing now?” she asked.

 

I forced myself to my feet while thinking.

 

“...We’re going to run through this a few more times, that was harder than I’d like and I want to get some more EXP before heading to the last stage,” I decided, “How are you? You injured?”

 

She shook her head, “Not really, a few small cuts which are… already healing… hey does your quirk affect me too?” she asked.

 

...I know she gets minor regeneration from being in my party but how much does being in my party actually change her?

 

She gets benefits from it but she is still very much human and mortal.

 

She also doesn’t have Gamer’s Body or Mind which means if she gets a mortal injury… she will still die.

 

And you didn’t think to mention this before I brought her into a dungeon with me!?

 

You never asked and I assumed you realised.

 

I took a few, deep, calming breaths.

 

Alright then, I just got a new armour set which I’m assuming is better than my current set so I’ll give this to her.

 

But Game? Don’t let me go into these situations not knowing these kinds of things again.

 

Very well, I understand.

 

Good.

 

Alright, let’s look at what I got.

 

First of all, this White Bone Blade thing.

 

Pulling it out of my inventory, I realised that it was very much what it said on the tin. It was a longsword made out of clean, almost bleached looking bone.

 

The hilt and crossguard were literally made out of bones and the actual blade itself looked like it was carved from a single giant bone to a razor edge.

 

‘Examine White Bone Blade’

 

White Bone Blade

 

Medium Melee Weapon

 

80 DMG + DEX

 

Deals 40 points of Necrotic DMG to living enemies

 

Okay yeah that is just better than my dagger in every single way and it’ll be nice to actually go back to being a swordsman who uses a sword.

 

‘Examine Tomb Raider’s Armour’

 

Tomb Raider’s Armour

 

Leather Armour

 

Block up to 35 DMG

 

10% reduced DMG from undead enemies

 

I was a tiny bit disappointed to see that the tomb raider armour was not in fact Lara Croft’s outfit but in fact looked more like a scruffier version of the Skyrim Thieves Guild armour but it still looked pretty sweet and was just better than my current armour so that was definitely getting equipped too.

 

I quickly pulled off my current armour and threw it in Himiko’s direction who caught it with a startled yelp.

 

“Put that on, I’d like to avoid you getting stabbed if possible,” I instructed, beginning to put on my new set of armour.

 

She looked down at the leather armour in her hands and watched as it shrunk down and gained a more feminine shape to fit her.

 

“...Alright sure,” she replied quietly.

 

I suspected she was just kind of numb to all the things my ‘quirk’ could do by this point.

 

After equipping the Tomb Raider’s armour, I slipped my dagger into its belt and equipped the skele stabber.

 

Giving it a few test swings, I nodded at how oddly well balanced it seemed. I wasn’t sure if that was just because of my proficiency or because it was an Uncommon tier weapon.

 

“Alright, this’ll do, ready Himi?” I called over my shoulder.

 

“Yep, ready,” she confirmed, standing proudly in her new armour.

 

“Great, let’s get started.”

We spent the next three or so hours running the second stage of the dungeon over and over again. Thankfully it seemed like the EXP limiter had been removed after beating the boss so I managed to reach level 20 quite quickly.

 

And when I did, something interesting happened.

 

Level 20 Swordsman Skills Added

 

[Leaping Slash] (Active)

 

150 SP Cost

 

Leap up to three metres in the air and attack with your melee weapon at the arc of the jump and do a basic attack + DEX DMG

 

[One-Handed Sword Specialisation] (Passive) (Unselected)

 

As I unlocked the specialisation, a very fucking long list of sword disciplines appeared in front of my eyes.

 

There were dozen of them including things like Fencing and some I’d never heard of before.

 

One in particular caught my attention though.

 

Iaido

 

+50% Attack Speed

 

+100% Damage on attack from draw

 

Iaido? I’m pretty sure I’ve heard of that.

 

Isn’t that the classic kind of anime quickdraw sword style?

 

There’s a lot more history and dignity behind it but… yes, it’s the anime quickdraw style.

 

Sweet . I’m going for that then.

 

[Iaido Proficiency] (Novice) (Passive) unlocked

 

I lacked a sheath for my new bone blade but I wonder…

 

I slid it into my belt at my side before drawing it as quickly as I could.

 

There was a very clear difference, the strike was noticeably faster than any of my attacks had previously been and it felt like I somehow sliced through the air.

 

Himiko just stared at me with wide eyes. “...Picked up a new trick?” she asked, already confident in the answer.

 

I just nodded, “Yeah… apparently so,” I confirmed.

 

Quest Added

 

Iaido Proficiency Upgrade

 

Objective: Kill 100 Enemies with the Iaido specialisation equipped

 

Reward: [Iaido Proficiency] (Apprentice) (Passive)

 

Hmm… if I really can get anything in the shop dungeons…

 

Can I buy skill books from there? Things to learn abilities from other worlds?

 

They’ll be expensive but yes.

 

Well then, I know what I’m saving up for then.

 

I shall embrace my inner Zenitsu… at least when it comes to his fighting style, not so much in the massive cowardice and obsession with an (admittedly adorable) demon girl.

 

Pushing open the doors to the boss room again, I wasted no time charging straight past the two skeletons before they could do anything and using a Lunging Strike on the necromancer.

 

With the combination of my max range on lunging strike, my new sword, my DEX stat and my new Iaido specialisation I took off two-thirds of his health in a single strike.

 

It was child’s play to finish him off with two Power Strikes, neatly cutting him in half just below the ribs as he gawked at me in silent horror.

 

Sheathing my sword again and fucking down for another lunging strike, I felt like we were pretty ready for the next stage of the dungeon.

After I took out the Housecarl and Himiko easily slashed up the Hunter, we had a quick conversation and decided that yes, we were more than ready to move onto the next stage. Especially since Himiko had actually levelled up two more times as well.

 

She was now technically a LVL 80 Assassin even if she didn’t have the stats that I would at that stage. Still though, she had quite a bit more DEX, WIS and LCK than me even if I had vastly more STR than her and had twice as much CHA.

 

I also wasn’t sure how powerful her new knife is or if it even runs off game logic but she was doing quite a lot of good work with it which frankly wasn’t surprising, knives are kind of her thing after all.

Pushing open the door to the third stage of the dungeon, I realised something.

 

It was only a single room.

 

“Ahhhhh fuck,” I spat, “This is a boss arena if I’ve ever seen one.”

 

Himiko just nodded in agreement, “That’s not a good thing is it?”

 

“Probably not but fuck it let’s move, horrific death awaits,” I replied cheerfully, pointing into the dark room and striding forward into it.

 

Almost as soon as we both cleared the threshold of the door, it slammed shut behind us and a series of braziers lit with green fire.

 

“Oooh, mood lighting,” Himiko giggled.

 

I wasn’t quite as jovial as I’d seen the three armoured figures standing in the middle of the room.

 

‘Observe’

 

Minor Death Knight

 

LVL - 30

 

HP - 4,000

 

...There are three of these terrifying things.

 

And they’re all ten levels higher than me with nearly 5 times my health.

 

Oh we are so fucked.

On the plus side, I had now managed to confirm for myself that yes, the Swordsman class did allow me to pierce plate mail with a sword.

 

On the downside, I now knew what Nearly Headless Nick must have felt like.

 

While Himiko managed to sink her knife between the armour plates of one of them, bringing it down, I was left facing the other two and one of them took my focus on the other to very nearly cut my head off, cutting about halfway through my neck before the blade stopped.

 

After barely managing to finish them off, I stuck a bunch of health kits into myself as to avoid bleeding literally fucking everywhere .

 

Turns out arterial wounds are messy.

 

“...That wasn’t fun,” I whimpered, collapsing to the ground in exhaustion.

 

Himiko gave a shaky nod of agreement.

 

“Leave it there for tonight?” I asked.

 

The catpire took in a few deep breaths before nodding, “Yeah… I think I’ve done enough stabbing for one day.”

 

Holy shit, she must really be tired and/or injured to say that.

 

I shook my head and got to my feet, holding out a hand to her. “Come on, let’s get you to bed,” I encouraged.

 

She gave a disappointed sigh but accepted my hand, leaning on me as she got to her feet.

 

I took her back to our apartment, still both dressed in our armour. As I unlocked the door, I realised that even though it was close to midnight, there was still no sign that my ‘parents’ had been here all day.

 

I’d still yet to meet either of them and only had the game’s reassurances that they existed.

 

Himiko needed a bit of help to get out of her armour due to her injuries which thankfully hadn’t carried over although she apparently still felt some of the lingering pain from them.

 

“If I have to be in bed, sure I can’t… persuade you to stay?” she asked hungrily.

 

I chuckled and patted her on the head a few times, making her almost purr before she pouted at her failure to seduce me.

 

“Sorry Himi but I still want to try and get even stronger tonight,” I told her.

 

She gave an overdramatic whine and hid her face in the pillow, “Big meanie, leaving me alone and stabbing things without me,” she whined.

 

“Hey, if I’m still trying in about two hours and you’re awake, feel free to come and join me again,” I offered.

 

There came a thoughtful hum from the pillow before she held a thumbs up into the air.

 

I patted her head one more time before heading back to the dungeon.

Quest Complete - Shadowy Crypt (Stage 3)

 

Rewards: Checkpoint, 6000 Credits, Gacha Tokens x 4, Moon-Touched Longsword (Uncommon)

 

Checkpoint Reached

 

Items Looted: 1200 credits, Crafting Material Cache (Small) (Tech) x 2, Armblade (Rapier) (Uncommon), Lantern of Tracking (Uncommon)

 

Oh finally, took you long enough. Why’d you only complete the quest after I beat the boss a second time.

 

I was busy and you were in the middle of a conversation.

 

That’s never stopped you before.

 

I am capable of being courteous.

 

Uh huh...

 

Anyway, quite a few interesting items here.

 

Let’s start with the most boring, what’s this lantern?

 

‘Examine Lantern of Tracking’

 

Lantern of Tracking

 

Produces bright light in a ten metre radius. Can be attuned to a certain kind of enemy. If within 50 metres of attuned enemy type, light will turn bright green.

 

Attunable Enemy Types:

 

Aberrations

Celestials

Constructs

Dragons

Elementals

Fey

Fiends

Giants

Monstrosities

Undead

 

Hey hang on a second, these are all DnD enemy types. Is this a DnD item?

 

There is no such thing as an original idea.

 

There are endless excuses to justify laziness apparently though.

 

Hmm, that could be useful but realistically, the only time I’ll ever see these kinds of enemies in this world are in dungeons and I’m guessing most dungeons will be themed so it’ll either just constantly be a normal lantern or constantly green.

 

I’ll leave it for now, maybe it’ll be more useful in the next world, whatever that ends up being.

 

Next up, ‘Examine Rapier Armblade’

 

Armblade (Rapier)

 

A magic weapon that attaches to your arm. Once attuned to you, it can be retracted or extended from your forearm at will.

 

50 DMG + DEX

 

This is… this is just a magic version of mantis blades.

 

Yeah I’m not passing this up, even if I can’t really use Iaido with it, it’ll make a good hidden backup weapon.

 

I just need to hope it won’t set off metal detectors because that’ll be pretty hard to explain.

 

“Yes officer, there is meant to be a thrusting sword embedded in my arm, there’s no need to press that alarm.”

 

How do I use this thing?

 

Just… hold it against the forearm you want it to be in.

 

I did so, holding it against my right forearm for a few seconds until the entire blade, hilt and all sank into my arm.

 

That, was a weird fucking feeling.

 

Flexing a muscle in my arm, the long blade extended from just behind my wrist.

 

I grinned and nodded happily, I can make use of this.

 

Releasing it, it retracted back into my arm and isn’t that a weird thing to say.

 

So, what’s this sword and is it any better than my other new one?

 

‘Examine Moon-Touched Longsword’

 

Moon-Touched Longsword

 

80 DMG + DEX

 

+40 Radiant DMG to Undead enemies

 

Produces 5 metres of bright light when drawn

 

Huh, it’s nearly the exact same as my current sword except it’s anti-undead instead of anti-life and it glows.

 

Hmm… yeah, I’ll equip this for now, I don’t have any living enemies yet so the anti-undead will be more useful.

 

Plus it means I don’t need to wear that ring I got earlier which thinking about it I completely forgot about.

 

I am truly a smooth brained evolutionary mistake.

 

Well you said it, not me.

 

Eat a rake, only I’m allowed to insult me.

 

Now then, let’s get to what I’m most excited for, the Gacha tokens.

 

‘Use Gacha Token’

 

Gacha Token Used

 

Reward: Random Race Unlock Token (Very Rare)

 

Okay that’s fucking sweet. Does that mean the chance of getting that token was very rare or it’ll unlock a very rare race?

 

Yes.

 

Fair enough.

 

Alright, next one.

 

‘Use Gacha Token’

 

Gacha Token Used

 

Reward: Magical Contract Paper (Harry Potter) x 8 (Common)

 

Contract paper? Is this the kind of thing where you have to follow the contract or you die?

 

Essentially yes although you can specify what happens in the contract, it doesn’t necessarily have to be death.

 

In fact I’m quite concerned about your morbid fascination with death.

 

Any Gamer who doesn’t have some kind of fascination with death is no doubt an incredibly boring fucker.

 

Well, you’re not wrong I suppose.

 

‘Use Gacha Token’

 

Gacha Token Used

 

Reward: Heart Crystal (Common)

 

Heart crystal?

 

You can use it on a living character you know of in your current world and raise their reputation by 5. It’ll also reduce the minimum reputation they can reach.

 

Say you use it on Izuku, his reputation will increase by 5 and the minimum reputation you can possibly reach with him will be -80.

 

You can use 5 crystals per person which would mean their reputation has been raised by 25 and they will never be able to have negative reputation to you.

 

That definitely sounds useful.

 

Alright then, last but not least.

 

‘Use Gacha Token’

 

Gacha Token Used

 

Reward: System Token (Very Rare)

 

...System token?

 

That’s the-

 

Yes, the token that lets you give someone else a weaker version of the Gamer System.

 

Well fuck my ass that’s awesome.

 

Still though, do I want to give it to Himiko?

 

If I was going to give it to her, I’d have to explain all of this bullshit… and even though she’s at max affection, we’ve not known each other for that long and she is still pretty batshit crazy.

 

Hmm, I’ll think about it and hold onto it for now.

 

In the meantime though, I want to use this race token.

 

‘Use Race Unlock Token’

 

Random Race Unlock Token (Very Rare) Used

 

Unlocked: Incubus (Very Rare)

 

... Incubus?

 

I can be a literal sex demon?

 

Wow you pulled that one on your first try?

 

I’ve seen gamers bankrupt themselves trying to pull Incubus/Succubus out of those tokens before.

 

That doesn’t surprise me.

 

So how would this work exactly?

 

Oh you can just swap between your unlocked races whenever you want.

 

Are you pulling on my dick?

 

Nope, you can be an Incubus right now if you want.

 

Fuccubus.

 

Sorry what?

 

Well if I’m going to be constantly changing sex, which I am, surely the gender neutral Fuccubus would be a more fitting title.

 

...Sure fuck it. Fuccubus.

 

System Update:

 

‘Incubus’ and ‘Succubus’ Player Races have been renamed to ‘Fuccubus’

 

Sweet.

 

So what are the effects of changing race?

 

Do it and find out.

 

Reasonable.

 

‘Race Change: Fuccubus’

 

Race Changed: Human → Fuccubus

 

Stat Max Raised from 1000 to 5000

HP = [END x 20]

HP Regen = [END x 10 per 5 minutes]

 

MP = [INT x 20]

MP Regen = [Wis x 10 per minute]

 

SP = [END x 20]

SP Regen = [END x 10 per minute]

Unlocked Traits (Permanent):

 

All Eyes on You: You’re always the most attractive person in the room in people’s minds. This doesn’t change your physical appearance but is instead a form of supernatural compulsion. To those affected, you have a certain presence that entices in a way others can’t match. Those whose sexual orientations do not allow them to lust after you will acknowledge your attractiveness in a purely objective way.

 

Silver Tongue: Your CHA is four times as effective at persuading and enticing people. You are supernaturally skilled at giving oral pleasure.

 

A Voice to Die For: The sound of your voice is supernaturally pleasing. You have perfect pitch and people desire to hear you speak, especially to them. Your singing prowess is at peak human ability.

 

Magic Fingers: You are supernaturally talented at using your fingers to bring pleasure, whether that be through sexual contact, massages or certain types of instruments.

 

Gaydar: Your Observe skill will now always display the sexuality of the targeted person.

Unlocked Traits (Race Dependent)

 

Weakness to Holy: Standing in sanctified locations deals DMG over time. Take 50% more damage from Holy and Radiant DMG.

 

Demonic Traits: You smell vaguely of brimstone but not in an overpowering or unpleasing manner. Most people will just equate it as ‘your smell’. You have a demonic pointed tail which can be completely hidden although taking Holy/Radiant DMG or being around praying/religious chanting will force it out.

 

Well holy fan service anime Batman, that’s some overpowered shit.

 

I am more than okay with taking the holy weakness since I doubt it’ll come up all that much here… even if it’s now entirely possible that using my new sword will literally hurt me.

 

My health, mana and stamina have all just been doubled now? Shit that would have come in handy for this fucking boss fight.

 

So… I’m now just supernaturally attractive to people? Basically regardless of what I actually look like?

 

Yep.

 

It’s not anything close to mind control, it’s just a compulsion to acknowledge you as the most attractive person in the room at all times.

 

So my CHA is more effective when persuading or seducing people but otherwise it has no improvement to my stats?

 

Well, I can deal with that. I’ve got enough new traits that frankly it feels more than worth it.

 

Okay, this has been a very good start to getting stronger.

 

What should my plan be next?

 

Oh wait, I’ve planned out the next week. I have to follow that plan still.

 

Shit.

 

Ha, get fucked.

Notes:

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Chapter 8: Organ Puncher, Puncher of Organs

“Hey Midoriya!” I called out across the beach, waving my arm above my head.

 

The green-haired future hero looked around for a moment before spotting me and giving a half-hearted wave and smile in return after a moment of hesitation.

 

Oh right yeah, he probably heard about Bakugo.

 

...Well this is going to be awkward.

 

“Something up Midoriya?” I asked as I came to a stop in front of him.

 

“Huh? Oh no it’s fine, it’s not something you need to… it’s alright,” he replied evasively.

 

I gave him a hard stare and gently grabbed onto his shoulders. “Midoriya, something’s bothering you and it’s affecting your performance. Now spill the beans so that I may clean them up,” I instructed.

 

He gave a surprised snicker for a second before his expression fell. “Well it’s… a… an old friend of mine, Kacchan… he… he was killed a few days ago,” Izuku admitted.

 

Oh my goodness, how terrible.

 

You had him killed, the least you can do is pretend to be sympathetic.

 

I know, I am.

 

“I’m sorry to hear that, do you know what happened?” I asked softly, sitting down on the sand and gently pulling him down with me.

 

He shook his bushy hair from side to side, “No, the police think it might have been a mugging or something gone wrong but… I don’t know,” he replied unsurely.

 

“Tell me about him, what was he like?” I asked, changing the subject before he turned that analytical brain towards his cause of death.

 

“He… the most driven and confident person I’ve ever known, with such a strong quirk perfect for heroism,” Izuku answered with a small smile.

 

I just nodded, not satisfied with that answer. “But you said he was your old friend, not current friend?” I questioned.

 

Izuku winced for a second but nodded, “Yeah he… he stopped playing with me when his quirk came in and… well, mine didn’t,” he replied reluctantly.

 

“Midoriya, what was his quirk?” I asked.

 

“...Explosion?” he replied, confused at my question.

 

I pointed to a scar on his upper arm, “Did he do that to you?” I asked.

 

Izuku quickly glanced down and tugged his sleeve down over it as best he could. “He… yes… he did,” he admitted, almost sounding… ashamed?

 

“He didn’t only do it once did he?” I pushed.

 

Izuku just shook his head to answer.

 

“What else did he do?” I asked, wanting the truth.

 

“He… told me to jump off the roof, hope for a quirk in my next life,” Izuku admitted, clamping his eyes shut and tensing his body like he was expecting to be hit.

 

That meant he flinched when I gently wrapped my arms around him and gave him a hug.

 

“I’m sorry Midoriya, I’m so sorry you had to go through all that,” I whispered into his ear.

 

He was frozen in place for several seconds, not knowing how to react. He soon loosened up when I gently rubbed his back with my hand and hummed quietly to him. Not long after he rested his head against my shoulder and gently wound his arms around my lower back.

 

“He was wrong to treat you that way, no matter how good a hero he would have made, there was no excuse for him to treat you like that,” I promised him.

 

“But he… he’s so strong and I’m just… Deku,” Izuku practically sobbed.

 

I tightened the hug slightly and placed a hand on the back of his head, gently stroking it with my thumb. “No Izuku, you’re so much stronger than he ever was,” I told him.

 

“...Huh?” he questioned, sniffling slightly and turning his head against my shoulder slightly.

 

“You went through a life of torment and abuse… and you’re still strong. You’re still bright and cheerful and intelligent and… good. That’s a kind of strength that not many people have. You didn’t let him break you,” I reasoned.

 

I gently broke the hold so I could meet his gaze. “Izuku, I’m sorry that he died… but he doesn’t deserve your tears.”

 

Izuku looked at me for a few minutes, eyes still watery as he thought over what I said.

 

I didn’t expect my words to have an instant effect, you can’t just dispel over a decade of abuse and self-esteem issues with a single brief conversation and reassuring hug, even with my bullshit gamer powers.

 

Still, if I could break the almost Stockholm syndrome-type feelings he had related to Bakugo, then he won’t be burdened by him anymore.

 

+5 Affection with Izuku Midoriya (He understands what you’re telling him, even if he doesn’t believe it yet)

 

+5 Reputation with Yagi Toshinori (For being there for his successor)

 

Oh, I guess All Might got here at some point.

 

Wait hang on a second, why am I suddenly getting affection with Izuku?

 

‘Observe’

 

Izuku Midoriya

 

The 9th Bearer

 

LVL: 19

 

Sexuality: Bisexual (Closeted)

 

Faction: Heroes (UA) (Hero Hopeful)

 

Thoughts: He’s upset over Bakugo’s death but grateful for someone’s support

 

Affection: 30

 

Huh… did I just give him some sort of sexual awakening?

 

Is this the power of the Fuccubus?

 

With great power comes great amounts of people willing to fuck you.

 

I gave Izuku a comforting smile and gently took his hands, pulling him back to his feet as I stood up.

 

I held his hands for a few seconds more, running my thumb over his palm before withdrawing them and enjoying the blush that built up across his cheeks.

 

+5 Affection with Izuku Midoriya (He’s completely unused to any form of physical affection from people other than his mom and he doesn’t know how to deal)

 

I glanced over my shoulder to see All Might in his small form standing a respectful enough distance away yet still close enough to overhear our conversation.

 

“All Might, hey,” I greeted.

 

He gave a wave before he frowned in confusion for a moment. “Young Arcis… you seem different somehow, did you change your hair or something?” he asked.

 

I chuckled, “Just trying out a few new things, new body wash as well,” I replied.

 

Izuku leaned in and gave a quick sniff, his eyes widening slightly at my new permanent light scent of brimstone. “Huh that’s… an interesting smell, not bad though,” he admitted.

 

I just chuckled again before looking back to All Might. “Hey, if you don’t mind, I was wondering something,”

 

“What is it?” All Might questioned, taking a few steps towards us.

 

“How did you and Izuku actually meet? What made you decide to make him your successor?” I asked with a fake smile.

 

“Oh! He saved me from a sludge villain!” Izuku exclaimed excitedly, “He even signed my notebook afterwards,”

 

“Really? I’m surprised you were brave enough to ask him for an autograph,” I teased.

 

Izuku blushed and scratched the back of his head with a nervous grin. “Yeah well… I was kind of unconscious at the time, he signed it for me while I was still out,” he explained.

 

I frowned slightly and looked between Izuku and All Might a few times. “What happened? Why were you unconscious?”

 

“The villain was suffocating him, I believe he passed out because of that,” All Might replied.

 

“Well did you take him to a hospital or call the paramedics?” I questioned.

 

“Oh, erm… no?” he replied sheepishly.

 

“Okay… well you’ve surely got medical training right? Did you help him?” I asked further, making sure my voice sounded hopeful rather than accusing.

 

“Well I, gently woke him up and made sure he was alright,” he answered unconvincingly.

 

I looked to Izuku for an answer to this question, “How did he wake you up?”

 

“Well he was slapping me a few times to wake me up,” he replied as if there was nothing wrong with that.

 

“I’m sorry but the bitch did what?” I demanded, whirling round to glare at All Might.

 

The skeletal hero seemed caught off guard by the glare, as if he’d never been scolded for his dumbass, irresponsible behaviour before. “You had an unconscious kid who had been suffocated by a villain and you were smacking him to wake him up? What the hell is wrong with you All Might?” I demanded.

 

“Well I… my time limit was almost up so I didn’t have the luxury to stay and wait around,” he defended, weakly in my opinion.

 

“Yeah, that’s not good enough,” I immediately responded. “You’re the number one hero and the symbol of peace, your one and only priority should be the safety of the people of Japan, not keeping your own secret.”

 

All Might just looked down at the sand, ashamed.

 

I gave a loud sigh and pinched the bridge of my nose between my thumb and forefinger. “What happened after that?” I asked.

 

“Well I… I really wanted to ask All Might something but his time was running out so he jumped away and I kind of… grabbed onto his leg,” Izuku admitted sheepishly.

 

I slowly turned to Izuku and gave him a very unimpressed stare. “...We’re going to discuss your almost suicidal impulsiveness later but for now we continue. How did you survive this?” I asked in a monotone I think Aizawa would be proud of.

 

“We landed on a rooftop downtown and… he kind of ran out of time while I was asking him if I could be a hero without a quirk,” Izuku explained.

 

“Right, that led to him telling you about his injury and presumably he was impressed enough with your, admittedly reckless, bravery and offered you his quirk?” I questioned, knowing the answer.

 

“Erm…” Izuku stammered, scratching the back of his head again and refusing to meet my eyes.

 

I narrowed my eyes and turned to All Might, “What, did, you, say?” I demanded.

 

All Might went to respond but Izuku interrupted, “He was just being honest and realistic,” he defended.

 

“I didn’t ask what you thought about what he said, I asked him what he said to you,” I told Izuku.

 

“I… said he couldn’t be a hero without a quirk, it was a sad truth but a truth nonetheless… I encouraged him to become a police officer or something else more… attainable,” All Might admitted.

 

Wow. I knew all of this beforehand but shit does it feel different when it’s being said to my face.

 

“...And then what did you do?” I asked through gritted teeth.

 

“I… went downstairs to go and hand the sludge villain into the police,” All Might answered.

 

I took in a deep breath before giving an equally large exhale. “I’ll just be one second,” I told Izuku before I walked towards All Might.

 

I came to a stop just in front of him, looked up into his dark and confused eyes and then punched him as hard as I could in the injury in his side.

 

45 DMG

 

“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?” I screamed.

 

-10 Reputation with Yagi Toshinori (You just punched him in what few organs he has left)

 

-5 Affection with Izuku Midoriya (You just punched All Might)

 

“YOU LEFT A QUIRKLESS TEENAGER ON A ROOFTOP AFTER CRUSHING HIS LIFELONG DREAM!? DO YOU EVEN HAVE THE FAINTEST IDEA OF HOW BADLY THAT COULD HAVE ENDED?” I continued to shout at the hero. “YOU’RE LUCKY YOUR SUCCESSOR DIDN’T END UP AS NOTHING MORE THAN A SMEAR ON THE PAVEMENT AND A PAIR OF RED SHOES LEFT ON A ROOFTOP!”

 

All Might’s eyes widened in horror as it clearly sank in to him just how that situation could have ended.

 

Izuku meanwhile was just staring at me in a mixture of shock and abject horror.

 

I took another calming breath, not even having to fake this one. “All Might, do you have any idea what the suicide rates are among quirkless people?” I asked. “Because it’s high, it is so much higher than it should ever have become. And you nearly added to it.”

 

“No wait, he was just being hones-” Izuku went to defend but  I cut him off.

 

“No Izuku, he was being small-minded and objectively incorrect,” I argued. “You see, All Might, for better or worse, sits on a pedestal from the rest of society. Because of that, he sees everything differently, he even thinks differently.”

 

Both Izuku and All Might looked quite confused at this point.

 

“I’d bet money that what was going through his head was roughly ‘If I can nearly be killed by a villain, a quirkless kid wouldn’t last a day’... but he’s wrong. Not all heroes go against world-changing threats, for example, have you heard of Eraserhead?” I asked.

 

Izuku gave an enthusiastic nod, “Yeah I have, I didn’t realise anyone else had heard of him, he’s one of the most obscure heroes out there, so obscure I barely know anything about him.”

 

“Tell me Izuku, do you know his quirk?” I questioned.

 

“Erm… Erasure, he can erase the quirks of people he looks at… but it doesn’t work on mutant types,” Izuku replied.

 

I snapped my fingers in the air, “Exactly, do you know what he does to mutant villains?” I asked.

 

“Where are you going with this?” All Might questioned.

 

“He fights them quirkless,” I answered my own question.

 

Izuku froze in place as what I said sank in.

 

“He can level the playing field by erasing quirks but he still has to fight them without a flashy quirk to make it easy for him. Even when his quirk doesn’t do anything he still fights and wins because he’s had years of training and expertise under his belt,” I continued. “For all intents and purposes, he wouldn’t be much less effective if he were quirkless.”

 

I turned to face All Might. “So no All Might, you weren’t being ‘realistic’ or ‘cruel to be kind’. You were being factually incorrect, stupid and hurtful.”

 

I turned back around to face Izuku, leaving All Might gaping like a fish. “Izuku, I’m going to be honest with you. If you had asked me that same question, my answer also would have been no. Do you want to know why?”

 

“Be… because I’m quirkless?” he replied sadly.

 

“No. Because you had done nothing to even try and become a hero until that point, just praying that a quirk would drop in your lap and let you become a hero.” I explained. “Yes, the vast majority of people with quirks have inborn advantages over you… but they also work hard to train their bodies and quirks… did you even try to do the same?”

 

“...No,” Izuku admitted, the corners of his eyes tearing up again.

 

I sighed softly, realising I’d been a bit too harsh on him, and stepped forward to wipe his eyes dry with my thumb. “Izuku, my answer would have been no because at that time, I would have just seen a skinny kid with a good heart but one who seemingly wasn’t willing to put the effort in, especially since they would have to work so much harder than everyone else to catch up… but now? If you had asked me that question now, after all these months of hard work cleaning the beach? My answer would have been and is, yes, you could have been a quirkless hero.”

 

+20 Affection with Izuku Midoriya (For saying the words he’s always wanted to hear)

 

+10 Reputation with Yagi Toshinori (He didn’t like being punched but he appreciates meeting someone willing to tell him he’s wrong)

 

50 Reputation reached with Izuku Midoriya

 

Reward: Strategic Analysis trait

 

Strategic Analysis

 

You are experienced at picking people apart and figuring out how much of a threat they are and what they are hiding.

 

Upgrades Observe

 

Oooh. That sounds very useful.

 

Let’s give it a go.

 

‘Observe’

 

Izuku Midoriya

 

The 9th Bearer

 

LVL: 19

 

Strength: Equal

 

Sexuality: Bisexual (Closeted)

 

Faction: Heroes (UA) (Hero Hopeful)

 

Thoughts about you: He is deeply conflicted about you but is grateful beyond words for what you’ve said to him.

 

Minor Secret: His bedroom is a shrine to All Might

 

Minor Secret: He suspects he’d become a villain if he failed the UA entrance exam while quirkless

 

Major Secret: Hidden

 

Affection: 30

Yagi Toshinori

 

The Symbol of Peace

 

LVL: ?

 

Strength (Average): Overwhelming

 

Sexuality: Heterosexual

 

Faction: Heroes (UA)

 

Thoughts about you: You unnerve him but he’s willing to ignore that for Izuku’s sake

 

Minor Secret: He believes in Nighteye’s prediction of his death

 

Minor Secret: Hidden

 

Major Secret: Hidden

 

Well okay then. Izuku’s first secret isn’t really a secret and I already knew All Might’s secret due to having future knowledge from the anime. Or is it technically past knowledge?

 

Either way, Izuku’s second secret is something I’d… kind of suspected but felt weird to confirm.

 

Also, considering what I know about these two, I’d be willing to bet half of my left kidney and a third of my small intestine that their major secrets are both One for All.

 

You may keep your organs this day.

 

Excellent news.

It took Izuku… a while, to calm down and stop crying. Apparently, hugs both helped and made things worse. The sudden experience of affection makes him cry harder but that does make him cry himself out faster so it’s worth it.

 

The extra 5 affection points didn’t hurt either.

 

Shit Izuku is starved for gentle physical affection, it’s genuinely depressing.

 

I’ll have to try and do something about that sooner or later.

 

By which I mean I’m going to hug him everytime I see him.

 

That is… surprisingly more wholesome than I expected.

 

I am definitely going to try and sleep with him too but the touch starvation comes first.

 

And there it is.

 

I am capable of thinking with my head instead of just my dick. I don’t always choose to but I can do it.

 

I was sitting on the train heading towards Nighteye’s office after school the Monday after meeting Izuku and All Might on the beach when I got two texts at close to the same time.

 

Pulling my phone out I saw one was from Izuku while the other was from Hagakure.

 

I tapped Hagakure’s name first and found what I assumed to be a selfie in front of an apartment door with the caption: “I FOUND A PLACE :D”. I was just about to respond with congratulations when a second image appeared, one that caught my attention immediately.

 

“Oh yeah, I spotted this on the way here and I’m pretty sure this is your fault somehow” the caption read on this one.

 

It was a feudal Japanese fortress in the middle of a park in Musutafu. One that I am fairly certain was never mentioned in the show or even when I was searching for landmarks when I first arrived here.

 

Also judging by the fact that the large wooden gate was lightly glowing, I assumed this was a new dungeon.

 

Apparently, Hagakure could still see the dungeons after I let her into the shop dungeon before.

 

“Well… that’s a thing apparently. Thanks for letting me know” I texted back. “Where did you find an apartment?”

 

“Not far from you, about a 5 minute walk :D”

 

“Oh good, that means I’ll have absolutely no peace and quiet now”

 

“You love it :P”

 

I chuckled and tapped on Izuku’s message.

 

“Hey, Kirigaya?”

 

“I didn’t really get to ask since… you know… I cried a lot but did you always have little fangs?”

 

I chuckled to myself and took a selfie, showing off my new fangs granted by my version of Transform.

 

“Nope! New addition, what do you think? They nice?” I asked.

 

“Oh! Erm… I mean, yeah they’re nice but I mean… erm, they look good?” came the response.

 

I just shook my head fondly at his nervousness even coming through texts.

 

“I can sense you have a million more questions so go ahead and ask your most pressing one” I texted back.

 

“Where did they come from? Is it part of your quirk?” he responded practically instantly.

 

“That’s two questions but I shall overlook your grave transgression” I joked. “It’s a long answer but the short version is yes, I’m learning more about my quirk and realising there might be a lot more to it than I previously thought.”

 

An idea then occurred to me and I fired off another text. “Actually, do you think you’d be willing to help me analyse my quirk at some point?”

 

+5 Affection with Izuku Midoriya (Asking for his help analysing quirks is his version of intense flirting)

 

The flurry of excited texts I received after asking that made me put my phone away since it had been twenty minutes and it showed no sign of slowing down

 

My phone only stopped dinging at me once I was practically right outside Nighteye’s agency and nearly bumped into Bubble Girl.

 

“Oh, Arcis, hey there,” she greeted cheerfully, giving me a wide smile beneath her clear mask.

 

“Hi Bubble Girl, nice to see you again,” I replied, smiling back at her.

 

Her eyes narrowed for a split second as she looked me over before giving a slight nod, apparently satisfied.

 

“You look a bit… different, did you do something with your hair?” she asked, slightly hesitantly.

 

I gave a soft chuckle, “You know, you’re the second hero to ask me that in as many days, no my hair’s the same, I’m just trying some things out,” I answered with a grin.

 

+5 Affection with Kaoruko Awata (She’s interested in your new supernatural ‘presence’)

 

“Well whatever it is, it’s working for you, keep it up,” she encouraged with a smile and an interested look.

 

“Oh? So this is the young man that Sir has decided to take on,” came another voice from behind the heroine.

 

I’ll be honest, I’d nearly forgotten about Centipeder’s existence and suddenly spotting a colossal insect behind the hot heroine nearly had me reaching for my sword.

 

Instead I just flinched heavily and hoped he didn’t take offense.

 

“Oh shit… yes, hello Centipeder, my name’s Arcis Kirigaya,” I introduced myself, a bit breathy from my startled yelp.

 

Thankfully he took it good-naturedly and just nodded, “Well, I and Bubble Girl are heading out on patrol but I would like to speak with you soon, you must be something special if you drew Sir’s interest,” he said kindly.

 

Bubble Girl frowned slightly as she recalled my condition after stepping out of Nighteye’s office the last time I was here. “Special is one word for it…” she mumbled, most likely remembering the fact I walked in with clean clothes and walked out with one extra hole and more blood on the outside of my body than is typically healthy.

 

“Is Sir in his office?” I asked, expertly changing the subject.

 

Not quite as ‘expertly’ as you think matey boy.

 

Hush voice in my head.

 

“Yes, he was discussing something with Mirio when we left him,” Centipeder told me with what I think was a nod.

 

“Thanks, good luck with your patrol, I’ll go talk to the beanstalk,” I said with a grin, starting to move past them.

 

“Thank you Kirigaya,” Centipeder replied with what was definitely a polite nod.

 

“See ya Arcis,” Bubble Girl added much more cheerfully as the two headed out.

 

As the two sidekicks passed me, I stretched my arms over my head and stretched out my new tail, quickly tracing it up Bubble Girl’s back before quickly pulling it back and hiding it again.

 

She let out a surprised squeak and span around to give me a baffled look, one that I returned with a well-practised expression of complete innocence.

 

+5 Affection with Bubble Girl (She has no idea what just happened but she’s kind of into it)

 

Interesting to know… well that’s an idea for later.

I walked into Nighteye’s office to see Mirio, already in his costume, sink into the floor with his usual smile on his face.

 

Apparently their discussion was over.

 

“Kirigaya, good to see you made it on time,” Nighteye greeted.

 

“Arcis,” I corrected.

 

“Right, Arcis, how was your weekend?” he asked.

 

“You lied to me you lanky string bitch,” I replied, ignoring the question.

 

He was slightly caught off guard but didn’t let it overtly show. “What about?”

 

“You said you saw me fighting knights and not getting injured, I nearly got fucking decapitated,” I replied in an ever so slightly displeased tone.

 

“Ah, yes. Truth be told I said that because you clearly survived it but if I told you, you may have tried to do things differently which could have ended… unfavourably,” he explained.

 

“I thought your quirk was set in stone and the future couldn’t be changed regardless of what you do?” I questioned testily.

 

“Yes well, there’s no sense in risking it,” he replied calmly.

 

I just sighed and sat across his desk before being offered a seat, “I will bleed all over your floors again if I have to, now, what’s the plan?”

 

He gave an irritated click of the tongue before steepling his fingers in front of him. “Well first of all, we have some things to discuss about your weekend,” he said, turning his computer screen around to face me.

 

I paled just a tiny bit when I saw a video, presumably recorded on a mobile phone of my… confrontation with Endeavor.

 

The video was even titled “Burn victim returns the pain”

 

I mean, kind of funny but also seriously? That shit was painful.

 

“What precisely happened here?” Nighteye questioned.

 

“You’ve watched the video, you tell me,” I replied.

 

“Well, clearly you aren’t fond of the number two hero, granted, not many are but very few are brave or foolish enough to say so to his face. Your comments on his lack of interest in saving people has also drawn attention related to the Hero Killer,” Nighteye answered.

 

Oh fuck. That sounds bad.

 

“...What kind of attention?” I asked nervously.

 

“Mostly just people using your situation as an example to support Stain’s views but given that Endeavor is such a public figure, some people have been claiming you yourself are a supporter of the hero killer,” he informed me, then chuckling quietly for a second. “I even saw one comment saying that you were the hero killer.”

 

I snickered at that idea, “Nope, I have a nose and no paralysis quirk,” I joked.

 

The corner of Nighteye’s mouth turned upwards into the faintest smug smirk which gave me a very, very bad feeling.

 

Oh shit, none of that is public information is it?

 

“I suspected you might know more than you let on, even after our last meeting. I thought it seemed unlikely this new… knowledge you obtained was just limited to One for All, it seems that I was correct,” he said, voice level yet somehow still dripping with smugness.

 

Nighteye you clever little fucker.

 

Alright, then fine, you want information, I’ll give you information.

 

“Your quirk isn’t infallible,” I told him.

 

He froze for a split second, his eyes widened with the slightest hint of alarm.

 

“I used your quirk against you the first time we met. I rigidly planned out my actions for the next week fully intending to follow the plan. Thereby controlling what you would see.” I began, “In these timetables, I left a several hour gap intending for that time to be used to come here and train under you, again, using your knowledge of this future to make you more likely to accept me as a trainee since you believe that your Foresight is set in stone, therefore you would make it a self-fulfilling prophecy. All I had to do was increase the chances of you seeing the future I wanted as high as possible and you would do everything you could to make it a reality.”

 

Nighteye sat and stared at me silently for several minutes, long enough I was starting to worry I’d broken him. Eventually he picked up a pen and scribbled something out from a piece of paper to his side.

 

“With that… disturbing revelation, shall we discuss your training before the UA exam?” he asked, voice an excellent mask of calm as he pushed that piece of paper towards me.

 

“We shall,” I replied with a self-satisfied smirk.

Well. It’s a very good thing that I don’t need sleep… or food… or water because the timetable for Nighteye’s training barely gives me time to breathe.

 

And now that I think about it I don’t actually know if I need to do that too.

 

Do I need to breathe?

 

...Kind of?

 

The hell does ‘kind of’ mean?

 

It means that you can drown or suffocate in the vacuum of space but you can hold your breath indefinitely.

 

So I kind of need to breathe but in the same way as a typical video game character where it has no impact apart from when in water or poison gas or some shit?

 

Essentially yes.

 

Does that also mean I can-

 

Yes, you can be choked pretty much forever.

 

That… wasn’t what I was going to ask.

 

Need I remind you I’m in your head?

 

Should we test to find out if you can suffer from oxygen deprivation?

 

I’d really prefer if we didn’t, that’d just be a waste of both our time.

 

You know one day I will actually follow through on one of these threats?

 

And the day you do will be the happiest of my life, now, continue your bitching.

 

Oh yeah that’s what I was doing.

 

“And I’ve only got two hours a day for ‘recreation’, everything else is training or school,” I whined, my head resting on the back of the sofa staring up at the ceiling.

 

There was no response so I looked back down to see Himiko staring at me, clearly not paying attention.

 

I snapped my fingers in front of her eyes a few times until she came back to herself. “Oh, sorry, it’s just… really hard to stay focused when you’re… well, naked and really fucking hot,” she apologised.

 

“...Yeah that’s fair,” I admitted. I was man… woman… whatever, enough to admit that maybe trying to have a conversation with Himiko while naked is asking a bit too much to ask considering most of our conversations are related to murder or sex. Both if she was in a particularly needy mood that day.

 

I assumed it was due to my new Fuccubus nature but I just kind of instinctively felt more comfortable with as few clothes on as possible. I was now wondering if Incubi/Succubi were always portrayed as being dressed skimpily for this reason or if it’s just that the artists were all, admittedly cultured, horny perverts. Thinking about it, it's probably the second reason with the first reason being their excuse.

 

Also whenever I decided to just hang out naked, I typically did it in female form because honestly, the human penis is a very uninspiring thing when not hard. Even being a supernatural sex demon didn’t do much in that regard.

 

I’d also yet to ever see my parents in person or even speak to them over the phone which is why I was fine just chilling out in the living room. The only communication I’d ever had with them was texting them shopping lists and the fridge getting filled in the day or two after.

 

I’m still not 100% convinced they exist but I don’t have any actual proof to say they don’t either so I just exist in a constant state of Schrodinger’s parents.

 

I sighed and leaned over to flick Himiko between the eyes once I saw them drop down to my chest again. “Look the point is, for the next week from tomorrow, I’ll only have about two hours of free time a day until the entrance exam,” I summarised.

 

“But… don’t you need to sleep?” Himiko questioned, straining hard to keep her eyes on mine.

 

“Nope, we’ve been over this, I just sleep and eat because I enjoy them. Honestly I mainly sleep because you’re really nice to cuddle, if I didn’t have you I probably wouldn’t bother,” I replied.

 

She giggled and blushed slightly. “But the training will make you strong right?” she questioned.

 

“Oh yeah, definitely,” I confirmed. “Even with the relatively little amount of training I’ve done since we met, I’ve become 9 times as strong and 13 times as agile. Now imagine what I could be like when I actually put the effort in.”

 

Her eyes widened in… excitement? Oh wait no, that’s arousal.

 

“So how strong are you exactly?” she asked.

 

“Not sure exactly but I could probably snap you in half if I tried,” I replied casually.

 

Oh yeah, that was definitely an aroused shudder.

 

“Oh but hey guess what, you’re still even more agile than I am,” I informed her with a grin. “How about we use my last day of full freedom and test out just how much more that is?”

 

Himiko gave me a wide-fanged grin for a second before she leapt at me, her jumper somehow already flying through the air and her skirt not far behind.

Chapter 9: The Daily (and Nightly) Grind

Notes:

Smut warning for this chapter. This will be the last warning, from this point onwards just assume it will have smut in because chances are it will.

“Holy shit,” I gasped as my timer went off and I dropped the barbell onto the ground.

 

Dripping with sweat and panting with exhaustion, I allowed myself to fall backwards onto my ass.

 

What did I get from all that?

 

+9 STR

 

+9 END

 

Fucking what? That was ten straight hours of strength training and that’s all I fucking got?

 

You’re starting to hit the threshold for human advancement.

 

Basically, soon enough you’re gonna need to start doing some seriously inhuman shit to improve much further.

 

Well, I guess this is why Nighteye had me doing training like this the past week instead of levelling up.

 

‘Stats’

 

Name: Arcis

 

Class: Swordsman, LVL 20/100 [43%]

            Mechanic, LVL 4/50 [23%]

 

Race: Fuccubus

 

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

 

HP: 3240/3240

 

MP: 2200/2200

 

SP: 3240/3240

 

STR: 165

 

END: 162

 

DEX: 210

 

INT: 110

 

WIS: 97

 

CHA: 80

 

LCK: 34

 

Ahh… those are some nice-looking stats.

 

And they’d better fucking be, I’ve been training nearly permanently for an entire week with only two hours off a day. No sleep, no food and no water.

 

I don’t need any of those things but they’re incredibly nice to have but no, I had to choose Nighteye to train me and as it turns out, he is a sadistic bastard.

 

While I don’t get mentally tired, I can still be physically exhausted and I have been. Oh, have I been exhausted.

 

Himiko is days away from murdering Nighteye just so I don’t have to follow his training plan anymore because I’ve been too exhausted to do anything other than cuddle her for two hours a day.

 

Still, despite my overwhelming exhaustion and desire to rip that skinny head off his shoulders, I feel like this has been worth it. I’m at a stage where I feel confident enough in my stats to be able to breeze through the entrance exam even if I stopped training today.

 

With my next week until the exam consisting of being in the dungeons for the vast majority of my time out of school, I’ll no doubt be levelling up like nobody’s business which will make me even stronger.

 

Well, at least with my physical stats and honestly that works out well for me. Those are the ones starting to plateau through traditional training methods. My more ‘mental’ stats like INT and WIS haven’t hit those kinds of thresholds yet and may not reach them at all. As far as I can tell, my INT will increase as long as I learn new things.

 

My CHA also shot up after the backlog of relationship point rewards went through all at once which took a fucking while.

 

Listen up bitch it’s not an easy gig being god.

 

There’s a lot going on behind the scenes for your benefit so yeah, my attention sometimes slips somewhat.

 

Uh huh, you keep saying that.

 

Anyway, that was me done for today, tomorrow is back to school and then meeting Nighteye outside the new Japanese castle dungeon that Hagakure spotted.

 

I’d yet to go inside but I’d been to investigate and confirmed that yeah, it was definitely a dungeon rather than a very convincing ren faire.

 

I hadn’t been in a dungeon since starting Nighteye’s training regimen but I did manage to work a few things out during my two hours of free time that wasn’t spent cuddling Himiko.

 

For one, I could use my new holy sword without getting hurt, it just felt unnaturally warm to the touch.

 

Another related yet much less positive discovery was that by even saying something like “For god’s sak-”

 

OW FUCK

 

-50 HP

 

Yeah, I get a small smite.

 

“Holy shit” and other likewise sayings seem kosher but apparently Christian parents were right, taking the lord’s name in vain will result in punishment.

 

That’s fucking irritating.

 

Speaking of Nighteye and his agency, I’d gotten a bunch more reputation and affection points with them due to being there and interacting with them everyday.

 

Mirio was on 42, Centipeder 18, Nighteye 45 and I managed to get Bubble Girl to exactly 50 which came with an ability.

 

Blue Skin (Passive) (Toggleable)

 

When activated, your skin turns a pale shade of blue

 

So excite, much wow.

A dull school day and 3 more INT and WIS points later and I was standing in a small copse of trees not far from the large castle gate that was the entrance to the dungeon, waiting for Nighteye to arrive.

 

Why was I hiding? Well because as it turns out, while people will just walk through dungeons not realising they’re there, wearing armour and carrying a sword in public will draw attention.

 

Granted, the majority of the attention involves having things like “Sweet cosplay” shouted at me but I’d rather avoid the attention from the minority, also known as the police force and heroes.

 

Not long later, I saw the distinctive 25 foot tall salaryman that was Sir Nighteye walk into the park.

 

And from the looks of it he’d brought his entire agency with him, including Mirio.

 

Why do I suddenly have a very bad feeling about this?

 

I stepped out of the trees and waved the group over. They quickly approached, all but Nighteye looking around, confused, as they had been told there was a feudal Japanese castle in the middle of the park.

 

“Nighteye, Mirio, Bubble Girl, Centipeder,” I greeted in turn.

 

“Arcis,” Nighteye simply replied, “You said this ‘dungeon’ was here?”

 

I nodded, opening my menu, which of course they couldn’t see.

 

I sent a quick message off to Himiko.

 

Red-Haired Reiko: Hey Himi, I need to kick you from the party for a while to make room for Nighteye and his posse. I’ll invite you back once we’re done, obviously.

 

Catpire: Kay! Have fun \ (•◡•) /

 

I quickly removed her from the party before sending an invite to Nighteye and the rest of his agency.

 

They all reacted with varying degrees of surprise at having a text box appear in their vision. Their reactions varied from Nighteye’s related muted single eye-widening to Bubble Girl yelping with fright and attempting to cover her eyes with her hands only for them to bounce off her mask.

 

She’s adorable.

 

I then activated the option that allowed them to see dungeons and relished the not so varied reactions of much greater surprise this time.

 

“What the?” Mirio gasped.

 

“Your third eyes have now been opened, from this day forth, you shall see into the next worl-” I began dramatically, only to be cut off by Nighteye karate chopping me on top of the head.

 

Despite not taking damage, I rubbed the top of my head and pouted. “Alright fine, this is a dungeon like from a video game, now you should be able to see them, at least as long as I allow you to,” I explained. “I’ve not been inside yet but we should expect Japanese classics like Samurai and Ninja… and yes, they will absolutely kill you if you’re not careful so who still wants to go inside?”

 

Centipeder and Bubble Girl immediately both took a large step backwards.

 

“Reasonable, that’s actually what I was going to suggest,” I continued, giving them both a nod.

 

+3 Affection with Kaokuro Awata (For not forcing her to go inside a castle full of trained murderers)

 

+3 Reputation with Juzo Moashi (Ditto)

 

Nighteye sighed loudly but accepted their decision. “Very well, Mirio?” he questioned.

 

“Erm… what will we have to do in there?” he asked, uncharacteristically nervously.

 

“Well, anything you need to avoid getting killed,” I responded, “Up to and including killing them back.”

 

Mirio flinched fiercely for a second. I didn’t need my body language ability to know he didn’t like that idea.

 

“Relax Mirio, they aren’t real people, they’re just video game enemies, endlessly respawning and with no real free will of their own,” I reassured him. “It’s no different than playing a VR video game.”

 

Nighteye just nodded, “I’ve noticed that ‘like a video game’ seems to be a running theme. Does that mean there are ‘levels’ too?” he wondered.

 

“Yeah, this place is recommended for levels between 15 and 40,” I replied, “Both of you are higher levels than that… although your stats are weaker than they would be so it kind of balances out.”

 

“Right, what does that mean exactly?” Mirio asked.

 

“Avoid getting stabbed and punch them in the face as hard as you can,” I summarised, “That should about do it.”

 

Mirio nodded with his grin back on his face, “This, I can do,” he confirmed.

 

“Great, now then, let’s do this,” I announced, turning to face the large wooden gate with an excited grin.

“RETREAT! RETREAT NOW!” I shouted, ducking under another arrow.

 

As it happened, the occupants of the castle were not best pleased at the idea of being invaded and protested quite violently.

 

There were apparently two stages to this dungeon but we only saw the first for around twenty seconds. We found ourselves in a wide castle courtyard which also happened to contain maybe 40 samurai in ominously red armour and around two dozen archers.

 

We quickly decided to beat a hasty retreat after the first volley of arrows nearly killed Nighteye.

 

Well, I’m not going to thank god for it because he’ll probably smite me again but I was grateful we could leave the dungeon, I really wouldn’t like to explain that Sir Nighteye got shot by a dozen archers at once.

 

“Alright then… how about I go in by myself?” I suggested, “I’m not quite as mortal as any of you and I won’t have to focus on protecting you.”

 

Nighteye pouted. He actually fucking pouted. “Very well, but I did wish to participate, I was interested to see what it could do for me,” he replied, clearly disappointed.

 

“Well why don’t you head to the zombie dungeon instead? You should all be able to handle the first two stages there easily enough,” I suggested.

 

+3 Reputation with Mirai Sasaki (For giving him an alternative)

 

+3 Reputation with Mirio Togata (For looking out for him and Sir)

 

“Ah yes, that was at your apartment correct?” Nighteye asked.

 

“Yep, you know where you’re going?” I asked.

 

“We do, well, continue with your training following the plan and meet us once it is over,” he instructed before leaving with his agency in tow, Bubble Girl and Mirio waving as they left.

 

I’m… fairly certain I never told him where I live.

 

Oh well, I’m sure that can’t end badly.

You know, I was starting to get a hang of this whole samurai murder thing. You just charge into the castle, use a lunging strike on the first man you see and cut him in half, then you get shot by a dozen arrows, swear undying vengeance on the archers and their descendants and begin dicing up more samurai.

 

Also do your best to ignore the screams of the dying because they don’t always die instantly and it can really throw off your groove.

 

Still, by the end of the first day’s training I’d gone through the first stage of the dungeon two dozen times, getting 10000 credits and a few minor healing potions as a quest reward and a then a total of about 15000 credits and assorted Japanese armour pieces and weapons as loot from killing the enemies.

 

But even more importantly than that, I’d made it all the way up to level 34 Swordsman in a single day, unlocking a new ability and completed the expert level quest for the One-Handed Sword proficiency. I now had to kill 7500 enemies for the master quest. I’d also managed to get to Adept level Iaido proficiency due to mainly killing the enemies via attacks from draws and then sheathing my blade immediately after, Zenitsu style.

 

With all of this, my HP and SP were now both at the very respectable amount of 3880 each while my STR and END were both in the 190-200 range and my DEX was at the literally superhuman 280.

 

With my DEX being what it was now, I was noticing that I was moving just… frankly too quickly.

 

Good thing the game decided to be helpful for once and inform me that I could set limits on my stats, essentially keeping me at human levels unless I needed otherwise.

 

I did that quickly, setting limits on my STR and DEX stats, all the others would be harder to notice so I felt like I could leave them alone.

 

Plus it wasn’t even just me that had a productive day, I got a few notifications that Nighteye’s group was levelling up in the Crypt dungeon back at my apartment, Bubble Girl in particular since she’s the lowest level of them.

 

She’d managed to gain 5 levels in a day which isn’t bad for someone without a combat quirk or any obvious weapon skills.

 

As I headed back home, I caught their group leaving the Crypt dungeon, each of them looking exhausted yet invigorated at the same time.

 

“Ah, Arcis,” Nighteye greeted, brushing off his slightly blood-spattered suit jacket. “I trust you had a productive day?” he questioned.

 

I gave him a nod as I looked over his group. Centipeder and Mirio looked much the same as they did this morning, if tired and dirtier than they were but I noticed Bubble Girl looked slightly different, just enough that my body language ability noticed it.

 

She was getting stronger, literally, she was starting to develop more obvious abs.

 

Ignoring the monkey brain in my head that was telling me to lick them I looked back to Nighteye. “Yeah I’d say so, I was level 20 this morning and I’m now level 34, that’s by far the most progress I’ve ever made in one day before,” I told him proudly. “Plus I picked up a new trick, I can basically do a falling attack with my sword now.”

 

[Falling Strike] (Active)

 

250 SP Cost

 

Perform a downwards strike on your enemy, does more damage the further the distance fallen up to 15 metres.

 

“And how would you feel about continuing with this training for the next week?” Nighteye asked.

 

“I’d be willing to do it but honestly I don’t think I need to,” I told him, “I feel like I could ace the entrance exam at the point I’m at now, anything more would just be preparation for everything that comes afterwards.”

 

He nodded and thought for a moment, “Would you mind if I used my quirk on you again?” he asked politely.

 

“No, go ahead,” I replied, holding my arm out towards him and meeting his eyes.

 

After holding onto my wrist for a few seconds, he nodded and took a step backwards. “Very well, continue your training after school for the next two days, come to the agency after school on Wednesday, we’ll discuss what to do after the entrance exams then and you can have the remainder of the week to what you want,” he instructed.

 

I gave a joking salute. “Yes sir, Sir Nighteye sir.”

 

Mirio and Bubble Girl gave quiet snorts of amusement while Centipeder just gave an amused nod.

 

Nighteye gave a slight smile and a nod before ruffling my hair and walking past me. “Go ahead, feel free to get some sleep tonight… or not, it’ll really come down to your… roommate,” he said, almost smugly.

 

“Oh yeah that Toga girl, she was nice,” Mirio commented as he followed behind Nighteye.

 

Bubble Girl just gave me a knowing look as she followed Centipeder. Taking my chance, I again extended my tail and gave her a gentle swat on the ass with it.

 

She didn’t yelp this time, instead she just glanced over her shoulder at me with slightly flushed cheeks and an interested expression.

 

+5 Affection with Kaokuro Awata (She’s starting to get into it)

 

I gave her a grin and a wave as I headed down the hallway towards my apartment, pausing for just a moment as I realised that 3 heroes and someone who, in another world, would be the second coming of All Might had spent a good deal of the day in contact with my pet serial killer.

 

...I really hope she didn’t let Nighteye use his quirk on her because if he did, I feel like I can expect the FBI or whatever the Japanese equivalent is to be kicking down my door within the hour.

 

Oh well, that’s a problem for future Arcis, for now I had a night off and I was going to take full advantage of that fact.

 

I had barely opened the door before Himiko ended up wrapped around my leg, quietly whining.

 

“What’s wrong Himi?” I asked softly.

 

“You didn’t even warn me heroes would be coming, I was terrified,” she wailed.

 

Ooh yeah, that’s on me, that’s fair.

 

I placed my hand on her head, stroking her hair which soon calmed her down, “Sorry about that Himiko, but you did well, they’re all still alive and you’re fine too, I’m proud of you,” I told her with a smile.

 

She looked up at me and gave me a happy grin as I continued patting her head. She rubbed her head against my leg for a few seconds, making gentle, almost purring noises, as if to just further rub in the fact she was secretly a cat in human form.

 

Damnit she’s a mental serial killer, she isn’t allowed to be this cute. Then again, she is my mental serial killer now so all the better I guess.

 

I coaxed her off my leg and got her to her feet before I grabbed her around the back of her legs and picked her up, kicking the apartment door closed behind me as I went.

 

She got the message quickly as we approached what was our bedroom at this point and her happy grin turned to a sultry grin.

Impatient due to over a week of forced abstinence, I practically threw her across the room onto the bed, something she seemed to approve of.

 

Slamming the door shut behind me I just grabbed at my own clothes and inventoried them to save time.

 

Himiko just got on her hands and knees facing away from me as she pulled off her sweater and then bra, tossing them to the side. She waggled her hips at me, her skirt swishing with the movement.

 

I just grabbed onto the waistband of the skirt and tugged it down, her cute panties coming down with it too. She lifted her legs up so I could fully remove the irritating pieces of clothing which I quickly did before looking down at the very eager-looking blonde girl in front of me.

 

She shook her ass at me again as if to say “get a move on” but right this second, I had other ideas.

 

Her sudden yelp of delight once my tongue found its way to her pussy implied she wasn’t going to argue with them. I gently trailed my tongue up and down, teasing her and helping her get wetter.

 

Not something that ever takes very long but I may as well.

 

So far, Himiko had by far benefited the most from me becoming a fuccubus as she was the one that got to experience my new abilities granted by becoming one. She was a particular fan of the ability I was currently employing, Silver Tongue.

 

I couldn’t quite explain how it worked but it just seemed to make me run on pure, practically flawless instinct. I always just sort of knew exactly how to use my tongue on her at any given moment, whether she wants to be teased or whether she just wants me to stick my tongue as deep in her as it can go and fuck her with it until she passes out.

 

She’s had me do that before, just before the training started.

 

Regardless of how it worked, neither of us were ever going to complain about it.

 

Spreading her asscheeks wider apart with my hands, I delved into her glistening pussy deeply, not as deep as possible, just deep enough. An almost strangled cry of pleasure emerged from her throat, a gutteral and instinctual noise that satisfied the horny monky brain in the back of my head.

 

Not enough to stop what I was doing though obviously.

 

Getting a bit bored of this position, I pulled my head back to her obvious displeasure but that soon changed when I span her around so she was lying on her back before picking her up and pinning her against the wall, her waist at my head height.

 

With my new strength this was no problem for me, at least for now, so I was going to take advantage of it for as long as I could.

 

With her ass pressed against the wall, I could really get in deeply with my tongue while all Himiko could do was squirm and hold onto my head for dear life.

 

I wasn’t sure if it was because I was a fuccubus now or if it was just Himiko… or possibly it was just game fuckshittery but she tasted delicious. I vaguely remembered nectar from Percy Jackson being described as tasting like your favourite food. If that was the case and I ever tried some, it would probably taste something like Himiko does right now.

 

Himiko was trying to talk, probably either begging me to continue or to start actually fucking her but it was hard to tell, she just made choked noises, whines and pants of exertion.

 

Which, I mean, I was the one doing all the heavy lifting here but whatever, I’ll take the sort of compliment.

 

Flicking the tip of my tongue over her clit at juuuust the right amount of pressure made her thighs clamp firmly around my head as she let out a loud screech and she gushed into my mouth.

 

There was a tiny part of my mind that remembered the game talking about my selective need for breathing and decided that this would be an acceptable way to die.

 

Die again rather.

 

I lowered her back down onto our bed as she came down from her, pretty extreme looking, orgasmic high. Thinking about it I should probably upgrade to a double bed when I get a chance, it’s not like we get forced to cuddle, it’s a choice.

 

Her eyes eventually fixed back on me after a few moments of rest and she gave me a very pleased looking grin. “That… holy fuck,” she muttered.

 

“How would you rate your experience tonight on a scale of 1-10?” I asked teasingly, in an overly polite English accent.

 

She rolled her eyes with a snicker, “Shut up and get over here so I can suck your dick,” she instructed.

 

Yes ma’am.

 

She got on her hands and knees again as I approached, my dick almost painfully hard by this point. She reached out and gently grasped it, actually pulling me closer to the bed by my cock.

 

Then she leaned in and took a deep breath in through her nose before she started to kiss and suck her way up and down the sides of my dick. I smirked and placed a hand on her head gently as she carried on teasing me back. All’s fair in love and war I guess.

 

Her lips were soft and pleasant but I was quickly growing impatient with her teasing and gently curled my fingers around her hair.

 

She got the message and so started licking her way up my cock before wrapping her lips around the tip and sinking her head down nearly all the way to my hips.

 

One thing becoming a fuccubus hadn’t actually changed was dick size weirdly enough although one thing it had definitely changed was how I apparently tasted because she absolutely did not enjoy it this much before my transformation.

 

Every time her head bobbed on my rod she gave a soft moan and she looked up at me through pleasure-addled, half-lidded eyes. I was starting to think she had an oral fixation in nearly every way possible.

 

I alternated between stroking her head to reward her for doing a good job and gently tugging on her hair, just because she enjoyed it.

 

After a few more minutes, she took both of my hands and put them on her head before grabbing onto my hips with both of her hands and looking up at me with an expectant expression.

 

I gave her a grin before I pulled her head back down onto my dick, all the way to the base this time. She gagged slightly as my cock poked her in the back of the throat but she didn’t protest at all, instead she grinned wider around my dick and gave what sounded like her best approximation of “That all you got?”.

 

I accepted her unspoken challenge and started pistoning into her throat, my balls slapping against her chin with every thrust.

 

The feeling of her warm mouth and throat around my dick was… I don’t want to say heavenly and risk getting smited but it might be worth it.

 

As I thrust into her mouth, I saw her eagerly and desperately playing with herself with one hand, pulling herself even deeper onto my dick with the other, practically choking herself on it.

 

Wanting to move on to the main event, I sped up my movements, bypassing the physical limits I’d activated to do so. Her eyes went wide with both alarm and near delirious arousal at the sudden increase in speed and force.

 

Barely a minute later, I pulled her head as far down onto my cock as possible and came down her throat.

 

Sexual Stamina Check Passed (Req END = 0, END = 194)

 

Ah yeah, another of my favourite changes due to Fucc’ing up. The first nut is free.

 

I pulled myself out of her mouth and held her head up in my hand, giving her a smile.

 

She looked exhausted, drool was dripping from her lips and her neck could barely hold her head upright but she was grinning as widely as ever.

 

Himiko is awesome, I’m so glad she tried to murder me.

 

I gently pushed her onto her side so she could rest for a while as she got her breath back. “How you doing Himi?” I asked, sitting on the bed next to her and running my finger through her hair.

 

She gave a quiet laugh and rested a hand on my leg, “Throat hurts… but that was fun,” she replied with a grin.

 

I nodded, handing her a bottle of water from my inventory. “You done for now or do you want more?” I asked.

 

“Gimme a few minutes and then more,” she requested after taking a long drink.

 

I nodded again, sitting against the backboard of the bed and letting her snuggle against my side.

 

I replied to a few messages on my phone while I waited for Himiko to get her energy back, a few from Izuku asking about how my training was going and a few from Tooru who had been jokingly complaining that we hadn’t seen each other in like two weeks. She knew I was busy with training and was fine with that, she just liked to remind me and constantly hold it over my head to guilt me with.

 

It didn’t work but I admired the attempt.

 

It was when Himiko suddenly started straddling my lap that I realised she was apparently ready for more again. Good, so was I.

 

It wasn’t long before she lowered herself onto me, tightly gripping my shoulders as both of us gave moans of bliss.

 

While still inside her, I laid Himiko down on her back so I was above her, able to fold her legs back towards her head due to her own DEX.

 

I started playing with one of her pale tits, pinching the nipple between my fingers and squeezing the soft flesh as I started thrusting into her, our position letting me reach deep into her.

 

“Ooohhhhh fuuuuuuuck!” she wailed, both her hands gripping the bedsheets.

 

I grunted in response before leaning down and pressing my lips against her, quickly pushing my tongue into her mouth, something she eagerly permitted.

 

As always, she was as tight as the first time we’d fucked and both of us were immensely thankful for that.

 

She had wrapped her arms around the back of my neck and was pulling me as close to her as possible, trying to have as much skin-to-skin contact as she could. I let her pull me down so I was gently resting on her, still continuing to thrust into her as quickly as I felt she could take it.

 

She broke from the kiss for a moment to give a loud cry of pleasure as her body quaked and her pussy clenched around me in orgasm.

 

The extra tightness threatened to milk my own orgasm out of me but I held on for as long as I could, determined to fuck her through her entire orgasm.

 

After a few more minutes of holding back my cum, I realised that she was practically just in one continuous climax now rather than just a regular so I let myself go, quickly pulling out and cumming over her midriff, some of my cum landing on her tits.

 

Sexual Stamina Check Passed (Req END = 50, END = 194)

 

Himiko was barely coming down from her orgasmic high when she realised I was picking her up and putting her on her hands and knees facing away from me.

 

“Again?” she gasped, still worn out.

 

“I’ve got over a week to make up for, we’re going to be going as long as possible,” I told her with a grin before thrusting inside her once again, making her back arch and cry out in pleasure as she was filled up with dick again.

While there was little I’d rather do more than continue to just bang Himiko until one of us died, I did eventually have to get back to training.

 

I went back to the castle dungeon a few more times over the next few days with Bubble Girl there to observe me for some reason, apparently Nighteye had ordered her to accompany me.

 

I didn’t know what he was planning but he must have been planning something.

 

I grinded the first stage a few dozen times over the days, eventually reaching level 40 Swordsman and completing the master level proficiency quest which earned me a new ability and trait.

 

One-Handed Sword Mastery Skill Unlock

 

[Deflection Mastery] (Passive)

 

100% Chance to use your equipped sword to block incoming projectiles you are aware of. (One-Handed Sword must be equipped)

One-Handed Sword Mastery Trait Unlocked

 

Master Swordsman

 

You are a true master of the blade and will be treated as such by all those capable of recognising it.

 

Damage with One-Handed Swords +100%

 

Attack Speed with One-Handed Swords +50%

 

Those are both fucking sweet as fuck and I only had to kill thousands of samurai to unlock it.

 

Speaking of samurai, my new trait apparently worked on them as the next time I entered the dungeon, they all bowed to me in unison before drawing their own swords.

 

I’m going to admit, that turned me on a little bit.

 

But what turned me on even more was the reward I got for finally defeating the second stage boss, a Samurai Daimyo who was a very, very skilled opponent.

 

Shimada Blood

 

At first I wondered what that meant, I recognised the name Shimada but I couldn’t remember where from. Then when I examined the item in my inventory and realised what form it took I suddenly understood what it was.

 

It was a tattoo. An arm sleeve tattoo of a dragon.

 

This was the same kind of tattoo that Hanzo and presumably Genji from Overwatch had.

 

I immediately equipped it and marvelled at the beautiful red dragon that now curled around my right arm, its tail starting near my shoulder as it curled its way down my arm towards my hand, it’s head ending up on the back of my hand.

 

I’m gonna be honest, it kind of looked a bit like Mushu except a million times more majestic as it flew over snow-peaked mountains behind it.

 

It was an absolute work of art and I loved it. Then I read the ability it gave me and nearly passed out due to blood loss from my head.

 

[Shimada Dragon] (Active)

 

Variable MP/SP Cost

 

Channel a Shimada Dragon into your equipped weapon and send it to annihilate your enemies.

 

Deals 1 DMG per MP/SP used.

 

My God…

 

-50 HP

 

AH, fucking christ!

 

-50 HP

 

FUCK SHIT OW!

 

Never mind the smiting, holy shit that is incredible. Why is that so fucking good?

 

Dragons are awesome, that’s why.

 

Makes perfect sense but holy shit, I can just pump my MP and SP into it to just fucking annihilate something?

 

And some other attribute bars you might unlock in the future.

 

Dear fucking christ.

 

-50 HP

 

FUCKING STOP IT GOD!

 

-50 HP

 

ALRIGHT FUCK STOP IT ALREADY.

It took nearly the entire time for me and Bubble Girl to make it to Nighteye’s office for me to calm down, during which time Bubble Girl seemed unable to make eye contact with me.

 

I was starting to wonder if there had actually been a physical indicator of my excitement aside from my new tattoo. My new tattoo which was earning a lot of second glances by the way.

 

I’m starting to think that people are probably assuming I’m with the Yakuza which, given who Hanzo and Genji were, was not a totally unreasonable assumption.

 

Eventually though I came down from my nerdgasm and we made it to Nighteye’s office. Bubble Girl quickly excused herself, darting away while telling me to go see Sir in his office over her shoulder.

 

I just shrugged my shoulders and headed upstairs, giving Centipeder a wave as I approached Nighteye’s door. I gave it a single knock before I heard the response. “Enter.”

 

I opened the door and walked into his office, closing the door behind me.

 

Nighteye gestured for me to take a seat across his desk as he leaned forward with a glass of water on the desk in front of him.

 

Already I was suspicious, I’d never seen Nighteye drink anything other than tea but I sat down.

 

“So, I assume you have your new ability?” he questioned, glancing at my striking new tattoo.

 

“You could say that yeah,” I confirmed with a proud nod, holding my arm out towards him so he could examine it better.

 

He gave a single nod. “Very good,” he replied before he knocked the glass over which spilled all over me, making my shirt cling to me.

 

I blinked a few times. He didn’t even try to pretend it was an accident.

 

“...The fuck are you doing?” I asked, just baffled at his action.

 

“Oh dear, I must apologise for that,” he replied woodenly, “Please, you should get changed downstairs, I had clothes in your size kept in a locker for you,” he added, as if reading off a script.

 

I shook my head, “Nighteye, what the shit are you doing?” I repeated.

 

“Go downstairs and get changed, the changing room on the left at the end of the corridor,” Nighteye instructed, his tone unchanging and his eyes unblinking.

 

I gave an exasperated sigh but stood up and went to move out of the office. Just as I did, he also rose to his feet.

 

“Oh yes, I just recalled, Centipeder and I are going on a patrol for two hours and Mirio is busy at UA so he will not be here today, I shall see you then Arcis,” he explained before striding past me, barely even looking at me.

 

I watched the future-seeing hero walk down the hallway before heading downstairs, his insectoid sidekick following behind him and my confusion was only increased.

 

Why exactly would he call me here after training just to dump a glass of water on me and then fuck off and leave me alone for a few hours?

 

When I opened the door to the changing room he’d told me to go to, I had a single thought appear in my head.

 

‘Oh, I think I get it now’.

 

Because Bubble Girl was also in this changing room using it for its intended purpose, namely, getting undressed.

 

...Since when was Nighteye my wingman?

Notes:

Arcis' Current Stats:

HP: 4240
MP: 1200
SP: 4240

STR: 215
END: 212
DEX: 310
INT: 113
WIS: 100
CHA: 80
LCK: 34

Chapter 10: Bursting the Bubble

Notes:

And finally a new chapter.

That's right, I'm not dead. I have had a lot of things going on in the past couple of months I've had to deal with though which really cut into my free time and general level of motivation.

Still though, not dead and will continue doing the write.

Hope you enjoy reading because this was a bitch to write.

Bubble Girl just stared at me unblinkingly for a few moments as I did the same as we both tried to think of what to say or do.

 

She apparently decided on saying nothing and instead just continuing to stare at me or specifically, the shirt currently sticking to my chest.

 

...Alright, I can work with this.

 

She seemed… interested in me messing with her using my tail before so I think I might have an idea.

 

I am filled with fear.

 

It’s not that bad, I’m just going to play the role of the fuccubus I now am.

 

That’s… reasonable.

 

Everything I do is reasonable.

 

You had Bakugo killed because you didn’t like him.

 

I don’t see your point. Anyway, moving swiftly on.

 

First of all, let’s just double-check something.

 

‘Observe’

 

Kaokuro Awata

 

Sexuality: Bisexual

 

Affection: 61/100

 

Great, my plan can proceed as… planned.

 

I walked into the room towards the locker with my name on it, pulling my shirt over my head as I went. Even without looking, I could still feel Bubble Girl’s eyes trained on my back which boded well for my plan.

 

I opened up the locker and looked inside for a few seconds, not really paying attention to what was inside, before I glanced over my shoulder and gave her an amused grin.

 

She was holding her weird tube top thing against her chest to cover herself up but was still just staring at me with a hint of a blush on her face. Once she noticed me looking at her, she quickly averted her eyes sheepishly.

 

“Oh I don’t mind,” I told her softly. “If you want to look, then feel free,” I encouraged her, turning around to face her and holding my arms out to the sides slightly.

 

She glanced at me again out of the corner of her eyes and I saw her blush deepen further and she gave a small squeak.

 

I let my grin turn a bit more sultry as I slowly approached her. “I do have to say, I don’t think you’re as appreciated anywhere near as much as you deserve to be,” I told her in a gentle tone.

 

“Wha… what do you mean?” she practically squeaked.

 

“You work so hard for Sir and I’m not sure your efforts are rewarded as they should be,” I explained, continuing to slowly approach her. Just before reaching her, I turned to the side slightly to walk past her, my hand gently tracing its way along her side and lower back as I went which drew out another quiet squeal from her but she stayed where she was.

 

As I continued to slowly pace around her, I let my tail hang behind me, gently waving as I walked. “You do all the thankless work and while I’m sure that Sir appreciates you in his own way… it doesn’t change the fact that it’s a very difficult thing to do isn’t it?” I asked, my tail gently tracing a line across the side of her thigh.

 

She gave a brief shudder at the light touch of my pointed tail and then nodded in reluctant agreement. “It is… a hard job,” she agreed.

 

“But a rewarding one, and normally that would be enough,” I continued, “However, do you not think you deserve more of a reward?” I asked huskily.

 

“I...I...errr,” she stammered, her flushed cheeks darkening.

 

As I moved around to her side again I gently ran my index finger under her chin and across her lower jaw. Just as I passed out of her line of sight, I changed to my female form.

 

“And what a reward it could be,” I continued, my hand now gently resting on her bare back as I stood at her side.

 

Her eyes widened in surprise for a moment at my sudden change before they, seemingly by instinct, darted down to my bare chest.

 

I just gave her another grin and continued my circular route around her, my hand trailing across her side and stomach as I went. “With how busy Sir keeps you, I imagine you’ve been rather frustrated lately haven’t you?” I asked softly, my tail gently winding its way around her upper thigh.

 

She gave a quiet moan as she nodded in agreement.

 

“There’s no need to hold back here Kao,” I whispered into her ear as I walked behind her, both of my arms gently wrapping around her midriff from behind for a few seconds.

 

I could practically feel the shiver run up her spine as I placed my mouth against the side of her neck and ever so gently gave it a nibble, my pointed canines courtesy of Transform only increasing the sensations.

 

As her eyes shut and she looked up towards the ceiling, starting to give into her wants, I allowed my skin to turn a pale shade of blue, similar to hers but just a touch paler.

 

I paced my way back to her front once more, slowly dragging my fingers down her arm as I went until I reached her hand which was still loosely holding onto her top. She didn’t resist at all as I pulled it from her hands and placed it down on the nearby bench, now leaving us equally topless.

 

I made a show of licking my lips as I looked her over as I placed both my hands on her sides, softly tracing them up and down, enjoying the smooth skin beneath my fingers.

 

“Come Kao, right now you’re not a pro hero, you’re not Sir Nighteye’s sidekick, you’re a woman with a very willing partner… now what will you do with them?” I teased as my hands slowly drew closer to her chest.

 

“...Fuck it,” she muttered before she grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face down to hers in an almost violent kiss. There was no romance, there was barely even passion, it was just lust.

 

I could work with lust.

 

As she pulled her lips away from mine, she whispered in my ear, “Nobody knows about this, got it?” she demanded.

 

“Of course,” I lied, knowing full well Himiko would know about it by the end of the day and probably have pictures too.

 

With my ‘reassurance’ in hand, she apparently chose to cast all caution aside and immediately reached down the back of my pants to grab my ass in one hand while the other gripped my chest.

 

I was more than happy to follow her lead so I returned the favour, one of my hands firmly grasping one of her delightful-looking blue tits while the other gently rubbed her inner thigh making her leg quake slightly.

 

She seemed to quickly lose patience and pushed her own shorts and tights down her legs, having already taken off her boots, which left her in a pair of plain white panties which were quickly growing damp. It only took a few more seconds for those to be disposed of too and then, with a surprising amount of strength that I’m pretty sure came from the power of repressed horny she pushed me to my knees and grabbed the top of my head in one hand.

 

“Get to work,” she instructed, practically shoving my face into her crotch. I nearly accidentally pushed her into her open locker in my excitement to get my tongue as deep into her as possible. I twisted, licked and flicked everything my tongue could possibly reach to learn as many of her sensitive spots as possible.

 

Bubble Girl was soon roughly grinding against my face as I tongue fucked her, letting out panting moans and gasps of pleasure every few seconds.

 

I looked up at her and gave her a smile as I flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue which drew out a long hiss of sensation from her. As I dug my tongue back in again, she brushed the side of my hair with a hand as she looked down at me.

 

“Look at you, my cute little junior being so attentive. A girl could get used to this,” she sighed.

 

I was starting to think I’d hit the nail on the head more than I’d expected. Considering how generally meek she’s been so far, this sudden burst of dominance was quite out of character. It was looking more likely this was a whole lot of pent-up sexual frustration.

 

I pushed two fingers inside her as I very gently nibbled on her clit, curling my fingers inside her almost pulling her hips closer to my face.

 

Letting out a loud groan she began grinding against my face, my fingers still pushing their way in and out of her at a steady pace.

 

Pulling my fingers free I made a show of catching her eyes before placing both fingers in my mouth and licking them clean, giving her an enticing grin as I did so.

 

She grabbed the back of my head before pushing my face back into her crotch, a violent shudder running through her body as she gave a loud cry as I bit down on her clit again, making her cum suddenly.

 

I drank as much of the liquid that gushed from her crotch as I could manage until she let go of my head and let me stand up, still leaning against the locker, her legs trembling slightly.

 

I took hold of her arms to help her keep on her feet and pressed my body against hers, slipping my leg between hers, brushing against her still sensitive pussy causing a squeak of surprise from the blue heroine.

 

I gently slid my hands from her arms to her sides, both of them trailing down until they each took a firm grasp of her… bubble butt.

 

Fuck you.

 

Maybe later.

 

My fingers kneaded her springy ass and I found that she was curvier than Himiko but similarly toned which made for a very enjoyable sensation for both of us.

 

With my hands still firmly grasping her ass, I pulled out hips together in such a way that one of her legs ended up between mine so I could gently grind myself against her, making my own arousal quite clear.

 

She got the message quickly to my relief and one of her hands quickly found its way to my own pussy, rubbing what wasn’t being ground against her leg.

 

I gave a satisfied shudder at the sensation, one that I was still getting used to with Himiko’s very eager assistance.

 

I pulled Bubble Girl back with me until I hit the bench in the middle of the room and sat down on it so she ended up straddling my lap, our breasts pushed together.

 

Unable to help myself, I pressed my lips against hers as my hands freely roamed her back, ass and legs.

 

She flinched slightly at the sudden kiss but relaxed quickly before returning it, moaning quietly into my mouth as I groped and squeezed her.

 

She returned the favour by palming my own breasts in her hands but I decided that was enough of that and changed back to my male form.

 

The heroine flinched in surprise at my sudden change but remained where she was, her hands now resting on my much flatter chest and very aware of my dick poking her in the inner thigh.

 

“Oh wow,” she muttered, “I, that caught me off guard,” she admitted.

 

I gave her a grin, “Sorry, just thought you might want to move things along to the main course,” I whispered.

 

Her mouth slowly widened in understanding for a moment before she gained an interested grin and nodded, “Alright then, show me what my cute little junior’s got,” she encouraged, now eagerly running her hands up and down my chest.

 

Slipping out from my place underneath her, I shifted her position so she was bending over the bench as I stood behind her.

 

Looking over her shoulder, she gave me a confident grin and shook her blue ass at me, “Come on then, fuck me,” she demanded.

 

I’d gladly follow her order… but first I felt like appreciating the curved rear currently pointing at me.

 

Stepping closer, I took a hold of her ass in both hands, squeezing it tightly and enjoying the feeling of the tight muscles beneath the softness of her ass.

 

Taking a hold of my cock in one hand, I placed it between her asscheeks before squeezing them together, the soft, warm flesh feeling very nice around my dick. I slowly rubbed it up and down a few times as I gently teased her with my fingers.

 

She let out an annoyed hiss as she looked back over her shoulder at me again. “Stop teasing and fuck me!” she demanded once more.

 

This time I eagerly complied, pulling my hips back and pressing my dick against her entrance before slowly pushing in.

 

The tightness drew out a gasp of pleasure from the heroine and a grunt of relief from me. If I hadn’t already known she’d been pent up for a while, just how tight she was would have tipped me off.

 

“Ahhhh fuck yeah, it’s been too long,” Bubble Girl sighed, one of her arms tightly grabbing onto the bench, holding herself up while the other started teasing her own clit.

 

I grinned as I started thrusting into her, not wasting time by starting slow. “You get feisty when you’re horny, I like it.”

 

The blue heroine just gasped and groaned in response to my sudden rapid pistoning into her, her hand speeding up its motions on her crotch.

 

With one hand holding her hips and the other grabbing her thigh I started pulling her back into my thrusts which caused an especially loud moan before her upper body ended up pressed against the bench as her supporting arm gave out.

 

“Ah fuck!” she cried as her back arched and her body trembled as she reached the promised land, cumming on my dick.

 

The sudden grip of her pussy on my cock was nearly too much for me but I barely managed to hold out for a few more minutes, quickly pulling out and cumming over her ass and back.

 

Sexual Stamina Check Passed (Req END = 0, END = 212)

 

Bubble Girl sank down to fully lie on the bench, panting hard and wiping the sweat off her forehead as she got her breath back.

 

I took a few steps back, leaning against the cool metal lockers for a minute while the heroine recovered.

 

+8 Affection with Kaoruko Awata (She’s more relaxed now than she has been in over a year)

 

“You good?” I asked, still resting on the lockers.

 

“Mmmm,” she sighed contentedly, “Better than good.”

 

I chuckled, “Good to hear, you up for more?”

 

She mulled over my words for a few seconds before glancing over her shoulder, “Really? You can keep going?” she asked, surprised.

 

I gave a hearty laugh before pointing down at my still hard dick. “Oh yeah, I’m good to go,” I confirmed.

 

She giggled to herself for a second before getting a tired yet still eager smile on her face as she turned onto her back, looking up at me and spreading her legs open.

 

“Well come on then, show me what else you got.”

 

My grin widened as I approached. “It will be my absolute pleasure,” I told her.

 

She’d probably expected me to just go to town on her again, and I would, but first, we switch it up a bit.

 

I grabbed her up off the bench, my hands scooping her up from her lower back and ass, drawing a surprised yelp from her.

 

I quickly span around before gently slamming her, if that’s possible, against the lockers.

 

She grunted softly which quickly turned into a drawn out moan as I slipped inside her again, our hips pressed together with her legs out to the side.

 

Adjusting my grip on her, one hand on her fine ass, I like asses sue me, and the other on her lower back, I made sure she was firmly pressed against the lockers before pulling out and thrusting back inside again with a loud moan from both of us.

 

With our closeness to each other, an idea occurred to me. I returned to my natural skin colour as I equipped transform in my quirk slot again, giving her a smirk wide enough to show off the fangs that come with it.

 

Her eyes widened in the brief moment she saw them before I closed in, my lips latching to the side of her neck gently nibbling her with my ordinary teeth first to gauge her reaction.

 

The aroused moan implied she liked it so I opened my mouth wider before placing my fangs against her clavicle, giving her time enough to stop me.

 

No request to halt was forthcoming so I started gently biting at her skin, licking her shoulder as my fangs broke the skin, drawing a small amount of blood.

 

My daily feedings with Himiko had helpfully informed me that Transform came with what was basically anaesthesic saliva so there was very little pain beyond the first bite.

 

Bubble Girl seemed to approve of it regardless as she gave a loud cry and her entire body shook, her wet pussy clamping down on my dick as she came hard.

 

I just grinned and continued fucking her through her climax, still licking and nibbling as I did so.

 

By now she was only giving grunts, groans and whines of pleasure but no words were needed at this stage.

 

Eagerly fucking her for a few more minutes brought me to the edge of my own orgasm and I quickly pulled myself free from her pussy and ground against her inner thighs to finish myself off, gently biting her ear as I came across her midriff and legs.

 

Sexual Stamina Check Passed (Req END = 50, END = 212)

 

With the heroine still unable to form coherent words, I gently lowered her onto her feet, steadying her with a hand on her arm.

 

Apparently I’d really done a number on her as her legs were unable to hold her up and she slowly sank down the lockers until that blue ass of hers found itself on the ground, her arms limp at her sides and her legs spread open still.

 

She was panting with hazy looking eyes and a very satisfied expression on her face.

 

+10 Affection with Kaoruko Awata (She’s definitely more relaxed than she’s been in years)

 

Unable to resist, I quickly grabbed my phone and snapped a few pictures of the stunning blue heroine covered in my cum, unable to stand.

 

After a few moments, she gained enough sense to see through her pleasure addled daze and look up at me.

 

“Arcis… help me up please,” she requested quietly.

 

I took both her hands in mine and carefully pulled her to her feet, allowing her to press her weight against me.

 

I wrapped an arm around her lower back and helped her stand at my side before giving her a smile.

 

“Come on, into the showers now,” I gently encouraged. She just gave a tired whine in response.

 

I chuckled, “I promise, no more sex right now, I’ll just help you get cleaned up until you can stand on your own,” I swore.

 

+5 Affection with Kaoruko Awata (For being sweet afterwards)

 

She nodded with a quiet grunt of acknowledgment. I began to guide her towards the showers but she stayed in place for the moment, turning to face me.

 

She leaned in and planted a kiss on my cheek for a few seconds before pulling back with a slight blush on her face. “Thanks for that Arcis… it was fun,” she practically whispered.

 

I gave her a grin and gave her a quick peck to the cheek too. “No problem Kao, anytime you want a repeat? Just let me know,” I offered.

 

She laughed, it was tired but full of joy, “I’ll keep that in mind… once I can feel my legs again.”

Nighteye and Centipeder got back to the office not long after Kao and I got out of the shower. Centipeder just gave me a nod while Nighteye gave us both a long look over, as if confirming what he already knew before also giving a nod and summoning me into his office again.

 

I didn’t stay much longer, we just worked out what our plan would be after the exam. He wasn’t even entertaining the idea that I fail so I’m pretty sure he saw it in my future. That’s a good sign.

 

He told me that while my abilities with a sword were great, I didn’t have any non-lethal options so he was going to have Mirio train me in hand to hand.

 

I got the feeling he left out the fact that “Train” meant “Get beaten up by”. That’s right, I remembered Mirio’s match against 1-A in canon, I’m not looking forward to that.

 

I am.

 

You don’t get an opinion, you aren’t real.

 

Oh really?

 

You don’t need to prove you’re real, I know you are, don’t hurt me.

 

...Alright, I’ll let you off this time.

 

Bitch.

 

You knew this was coming.

 

-200 HP

 

OW FUCK.

 

Yeah okay, don’t bite the hand that feeds, got it.

It was a good thing I still had a few in the tank, Himiko really liked the pictures of Bubble Girl I showed.

 

Between the blood feeding and the multiple nuts, she’d practically drained everything out of me, bullshit Gamer’s body or not, I never drank coffee in my old life but I soon started in this one, dealing with Himi would drive anyone to some sort of reliance on something.

 

It was only after my third cup of coffee that morning that I got a notification.

 

Cooking Profession Unlocked (Novice)

 

There was a noticeable improvement in my fourth cup of coffee that morning with the addition of a cooking skill. I didn’t even do anything different, it just tasted better .

 

So now I definitely know one thing I’m working on after the exam.

 

But in the meantime, I had an idea for the day of the exam, a way to open a door so to speak.

 

For that to work, I needed some more crafting levels, enough Mechanic to swap to Blacksmith ideally.

 

If only there was a local place full of scrap electronics, machines and cars for me to take apart.

 

Oh wait.

 

“Hey Midoriya,” I called, waving my arm over my head as I stepped onto the beach.

 

Izuku flinched slightly at my voice, probably not used to anyone calling his name for any good reason.

 

“Oh, Arcis, haven’t seen you in a while,” he responded after seeing it was me.

 

“Yeah sorry, been busy training for the exam,” I apologised. “You nervous or excited?”

 

“Erm… a-a lot of both,” he stammered nervously.

 

I chuckled, “Yeah, me too,” I agreed. I gestured to the beach around us, “You’re nearly done, you’ve done a great job with the place,” I congratulated.

 

He scratched the back of his head with a shy smile, “Thanks…” he replied softly.

 

“Hey, mind if I grab a load of this scrap? I can find some use for it,” I asked.

 

“Oh, yeah, go ahead,” he allowed, gesturing to the few piles of trash left.

 

“Thanks Midori,” I replied with a grin, tussling his hair as I passed him.

 

+2 Affection with Izuku Midori(ya) (He likes the nickname)

 

I wandered between the piles, grabbing any more toasters or things of the like, things I already knew I could take apart. I also grabbed pretty much everything else because why not?

 

After grabbing enough toasters to keep the entire Mechanicum satisfied for a few days, one of the piles shifted and collapsed to reveal an entire freaking car. I didn’t recognise the make or model but it was some kind of SUV.

 

“Hey Izuku, how many cars did you clean off this beach?” I asked out of curiosity.

 

“Erm… I don’t remember, a few,” he replied, stacking up more of the trash I didn’t seem interested in.

 

“ How ?” I asked.

 

“...With a lot of hard work,” he replied sheepishly.

 

I just snickered and gave him a pat on the back. “Good man,” I encouraged.

 

Turning back to the wrecked SUV, I tapped a wildcard against it but nothing happened.

 

Is it too big or something?

 

Too big for one card, yeah.

 

Ahh got it.

 

Flicking a few more cards into my hand from the deck, I pressed the small stack against the car and watched it disappear, leaving the trash stack to completely collapse, nearly on top of me.

 

“...Alright I should have seen that coming,” I admitted, taking a few brisk steps backwards.

 

“Arcis! You okay?” Izuku asked, running over to me.

 

“Yeah I’m fine, thanks mate,” I replied with a nod.

 

“...Mate?” Izuku questioned.

 

I waved my hand, “British slang, just means friend,” I explained.

 

“Oh, you’re British?” he asked, surprised.

 

“May as well be,” I replied, “Japanese by birth but lived in England most of my life, only moved here again a while ago.”

 

“Ohh, what was it like living there?” he asked curiously.

 

“...Very different,” I replied with a slightly mournful smile.

 

Why?

 

Why what?

 

Why do I have such limited memories from my life? I can’t remember my old name yet somehow I knew I didn’t drink coffee. Why?

 

Would you want all those memories? Of a different life you can’t go back to anymore?

 

Well… some of them.

 

...Alright, I’ll see what I can do but don’t hold out hope for everything.

 

Thanks.

 

“You miss it?” Izuku asked, sitting down on the sand.

 

I tilted my head to the side and looked up at the sky. “...A bit,” I admitted, “But it’s like everything is new here so it’s all exciting enough for now.”

 

Izuku smiled and nodded, “I’ve only ever lived here, it’s all I’ve ever known, just me and my mom. How about you?” he asked.

 

“I’ve got parents… kind of,” I answered, “They’re the perfect example of the Japanese workaholic, I haven’t seen them in weeks, they work that much.”

 

“Oh, that sounds… difficult,” Izuku replied very diplomatically.

 

I chuckled, “Eh it’s not all bad, it basically just means it’s my apartment now, I even got a roommate to keep me company,”

 

“Your parents know about them?” Izuku wondered.

 

“Probably not but if they wanted an opinion they’d be there. They aren’t so they don’t, simple as,” I reasoned with a shrug.

 

Izuku just looked at me for a few moments with a thoughtful expression.

 

“What?” I asked.

 

“There’s nothing normal about you is there?” he asked after a second.

 

I snickered, “Coming from the guy who got given a quirk passed down through generations by one of the most famous heroes in the world,” I teased.

 

Izuku blushed slightly but shrugged his shoulders.

 

“Nah I’m not normal, normal’s boring and really, ever since that glowing baby what does normal even mean anymore?” I reasoned.

 

Izuku nodded in agreement, “True enough,” he accepted.

 

I pushed myself to my feet and gestured for him to do the same. “Come on, you’ve done enough strength training today, let’s mix it up a bit,” I suggested.

 

“What do you mean? What should we do?” he asked, getting to his feet.

 

“I get the feeling you’ve been on the receiving end of a lot of punches, but do you know how to throw one?” I asked.

 

“Erm… not really,” Izuku admitted.

 

“Well then come on, let’s spar a bit, see how we compare,” I encouraged with a grin.

 

“You sure? What if I hurt you?” Izuku asked nervously.

 

“That’s kind of the point, trust me Izuku, as long as you don’t crack out any of the bone hurting juice on me, I’ll be fine,” I reassured him, “Now come on, raise those hands and break my face,” I instructed with a smirk.

+5 Affection with Izuku Midoriya (He enjoyed the ‘training’)

 

I should have fucking known.

 

Known what?

 

When it started off with hand to hand sparring, it was all fine. I should have known you were up to something when you suggested wrestling.

 

What? Am I supposed to let an opportunity to be that close to that muscular, adorable nerd pass me by?

 

Besides, just read the affection notification, he clearly didn’t mind being that close to me either.

 

Need I remind you he’s currently going through a period of bi panic, you’re a supernaturally fuckable demon and you insisted on wrestling topless?

 

No need to remind me of any of that, I knew what I was doing.

 

You a thirsty bitch.

 

You love me.

 

You’re entertaining, I’ll give you that.

 

And you love me for it.

 

I like you more than some past gamers I’ve had to deal with, you haven’t gone instantly evil and immensely fucked up. That’s points in your favour.

 

I’ll take it.

 

I extended a hand to the panting and slightly bruised Izuku lying on the sand. He took it gratefully, groaning slightly as I pulled him to his feet.

 

Neither of us were trained or indeed even good at hand to hand fighting but Izuku had spent his life taking beatings and never dishing them out. I was hardly a street fighter either but I at least knew that fighting typically involved hitting your opponent.

 

I’ll admit, I got a bit red-cheeked when Izuku said I was “Too pretty to hit” but that didn’t stop me tossing him on his ass in response.

 

Still, all ended well, I got Izuku comfortable enough with hitting another human, without his quirk granted but still, baby steps.

 

“You feeling alright? Nothing broken?” I asked the panting Izuku.

 

“I’m fine… just… sore,” he gasped, hunched over and wincing.

 

I pulled a first aid kid out of my inventory and opened it to find a cloth of some sort rather than the usual syringe. Shrugging my shoulders I took it out and pressed it against some of his more severe-looking bruises.

 

He gave a brief hiss of pain which quickly turned to a sigh of relief as I watched the bruises disappear under the faintly alcohol smelling cloth.

 

Hmm, guess these kinds of things change depending on what I need, good to know.

 

“That better?” I asked, handing him the cloth so he could take over.

 

“Ahh yeah, much,” he sighed, dragging the cloth across his bruised arms and torso. “Thanks Arcis.”

 

“No problem mate,” I replied with a smile as I looked at the time on my phone. 6pm, still got a few more hours of training to go yet.

 

Cracking my neck and stretching my arms I wandered back over to the piles of trash to continue picking out anything useful.

 

“You’re really going to start training again this soon?” Izuku questioned in disbelief.

 

“The UA Entrance Exam is next week, we don’t have long left to go,” I reasoned. Combat wise I was more than prepared although I still needed to grind my crafting skills for what I had planned.

 

“Even so, I’m taking a break,” Izuku whined, sitting down on the sand and leaning back on his hands.

 

Looking at Izuku for a second, I frowned to myself. I know he gets some good friends at UA like Uraraka, Iida and Todoroki but it’d probably help his confidence if he has more than just them.

 

I pulled my phone out of my pocket as an idea came to me.

 

Red-Haired Reiko: Hey Himi

Red-Haired Reiko: Remember All Might’s adorable successor I told you about?

 

Catpire: Obvs

 

Red-Haired Reiko: Wanna come meet him?

 

Catpire: YES

 

Red-Haired Reiko: Great, come on down to the beach, we’ll be waiting for you

 

Catpire: Okie :D

Captain Britain: Hey To-do list

 

John Cena: I hate your existence

 

Captain Britain: Me too

Captain Britain: Anyway, wanna make a new friend?

 

John Cena: Heck yeah

John Cena: Where is the friend?

 

Captain Britain: Dagobah beach, not far from our flats

Captain Britain: He spooks easy so tone down your…

Captain Britain: You-ness

 

John Cena: How dare

John Cena: I am a fucking delight to be around

 

Captain Britain: He’s skittish like a beaten housepet

Captain Britain: Chilleth your invisible tits when you get here

 

John Cena: But is he friend-shaped?

 

Captain Britain: Very friend-shaped

 

John Cena: Great news, be there soon

 

“Hey Zuku!” I called over my shoulder, startling him out of his rest. “A few friends of mine are coming to hang out, that cool with you?” I asked, knowing full well he’s the sort to crumble under the smallest amount of peer pressure.

 

“Oh erm… yeah? I guess that’s cool,” he replied hesitantly.

 

“Don’t worry, they’re good people and you don’t have to spill any of your many secrets to them, I just feel like you’d get along with them,” I reassured him, “One of them is taking the UA hero exam too so they might be a classmate of ours.”

 

“Oh, what’s their quirk?” Izuku askes excitedly. I didn’t even have to face him to know his eyes were sparkling with excitement at the prospect of new quirk .

 

“You can ask her when she gets here,” I replied, continuing to pick through the trash.

 

“...Her?” he stammered.

 

I glanced at him, giving him a slight smirk, “Izuku Midoriya, is that nervousness around girls I detect in your voice?” I teased.

 

“Well I… don’t talk to many girls,” Izuku admitted.

 

I gestured at his still shirtless form, “Trust me Midori, that’ll change pretty soon at UA,” I told him with a grin.

 

“You… you sound so sure I’ll make it in, why?” he questioned.

 

I turned to look him in the eyes and gave him a smile, “I have faith in you, you’ll pass,” I told him.

 

+3 Affection with Izuku Midoriya (Shit, he is starved for genuine support from literally anyone)

 

He was blushing up a storm behind me, I could just tell.

I picked through the garbage for a few more minutes when I found something of potential interest.

 

“Hey, a keyboard,” I muttered to myself, pulling it free from the pile. It was clearly broken but as long as I could find another that was no obstacle to my OP pls nerf powers.

 

Is that a request?

 

Don’t you fuck.

 

Well hey, just double checking.

 

I will piss on your cables.

 

I don’t have cables.

 

I will give you cables and then piss on them.

 

Well that’s just a waste of good cables.

 

Asshole voice in my head.

 

“Hey Midori, don’t suppose you’ve got a keyboard around somewhere?” I called.

 

“Like a computer keyboard or instrument keyboard?” he asked back, glancing back towards the piles he’d been building up near the dumpsters.

 

“Instrument keyboard,” I clarified.

 

“Hmm… maybe, give me a minute to check,” he told me, pushing himself to his feet and walking over to the piles.

 

I’d barely turned back to my deck of cards to start combining some of the broken stuff when he called out again. “Hey! There’s one just on the edge here,” he cried, running back towards me with another broken-looking keyboard.

 

+3 LCK

 

I gave him a grateful smile as I took it off him before flicking a card up into the air above us. It drifted back down onto the keyboard and absorbed it. I then held out the deck and the card neatly slid back into the middle of it.

 

“Whoa, that was pretty cool,” Izuku gasped, his eyes doing that excited sparkle thing. “Could you always throw cards around like that?”

 

“Nope,” I replied, popping the P as I flicked the card back out of the middle of the deck one-handed into my other hand. “I’ve just got a knack for it apparently,” I added with a grin.

 

Oh please, you wouldn’t have even known you could just do card tricks like that if you weren’t such a clumsy bastard and nearly dropped them.

 

And I apologised to Himiko.

 

You nearly took her ear off throwing one by accident.

 

For which I apologised.

 

Letting her drink your blood isn’t an apology, you do that every day.

 

Shut.

 

Taking the other keyboard card from the top of the deck I pressed them both together, combining them into a working keyboard.

 

Good to know the exact types of items don’t have to be the same, they just have to be the same type of object.

 

I then disassembled the working keyboard and learned the blueprint to make one.

 

Smiling to myself, I spent the next half hour or so combining and disassembling the trash I’d picked up, learning a bunch of blueprints for small appliances and getting 3 more levels of Mechanic out of it too.

 

Now with a lot of assorted scrap metal in my inventory, I built a new, working keyboard which actually pushed me over the threshold for a 4th level. Maybe building gave more XP than disassembling? That made enough sense to me.

 

Also interestingly, the keyboard was wireless and even charged even though I had literally just built it out of ex beach scrap.

 

Gamer powers man, they be whack.

 

Sitting down on the sand a few paces away from the trash piles, I played a few notes to test it.

 

Pianist Profession Unlocked (Master)

 

Wait the fuck? Why is it master already?

 

Race ability.

 

...Ohhhhhhh.

 

Yeah I remember now.

 

That Magic Fingers skill I got from becoming a Fuccubus said something about supernatural talent with instruments.

 

Specifically instruments that use fingers.

 

Isn’t that like… all of them?

 

Technically? Pretty much. In this instance? No.

 

Sooo things like pianos, guitars, harps? Stuff like that?

 

Harp seems an odd addition to those but yeah essentially.

 

Legit. I’ll have to go find an instrument store somewhere.

 

…..No.

 

I’mma be the best damn ukelele player in Japan.

 

I will take that power away if you dare buy one of those accursed instruments.

 

I thought this was my game to be played how I want?

 

No. You don’t understand.

 

A past gamer had a cursed ukelele. It made everyone who heard it turn suicidally insane.

 

He played that fucking thing for literal years.

 

...Alright then, with your ukelele-based PTSD in mind I have decided to get a normal guitar instead.

 

+1 Regular Healing Potion (35% HP over 4 Secs)

 

A… little token of thanks. Don’t bank on those being common things.

 

I won’t but hey, thanks a lot.

 

Returning my attention to the keyboard, I realised that something seemed different in some way. It just felt much more… natural sitting in my lap.

 

Hmm… I wonder.

 

A song came to mind and my fingers started moving.

 

I quietly laughed to myself, I’d not played a keyboard since I was a kid and never seriously but I just knew what to play and when.

 

Well, if I’m already playing… may as well sing.

 

I cleared my throat and started to sing.

 

“Blackbird singing in the dead of night”

 

My own voice caught me off guard, it was much deeper than normal, like out of instinct or something.

 

...Wait, there was a singing ability too.

 

Yup.

 

I grinned. Well then, may as well.

 

“Take these broken wings and learn to fly”

“All your life”

“You were only waiting for this moment to arise”

 

I gently swayed my head from side to side along with the music, humming between the verses.

 

“Blackbird singing in the dead of night”

“Take these sunken eyes and learn to see”

“All your life”

“You were only waiting for this moment to be free”

 

“Blackbird fly, blackbird fly”
“Into the light of a dark black night”

 

“Blackbird fly, blackbird fly”
“Into the light of a dark black night”

 

“Blackbird in the dead of…”
“Blackbird in the dead of night”
“Take these sunken eyes and learn to see”
“All your life”
“You were only waiting for this moment to be free”

 

“You were only waiting for this moment to be free”
“You were only waiting for this moment to be free”

 

“Blackbird fly, blackbird fly”
“Into the light”

 

“Blackbird fly”
“Into the light of a dark black night”

 

Singing Profession Unlocked (Master)

 

+5 CHA

 

Drawing out the last word with a deep note I didn’t even recognise, I took in a breath as the song came to an end.

 

Glancing to the side, I saw Izuku and the recently arrived Himiko and Hagakure just staring at me with wide-open mouths.

 

+10 Affection with Izuku Midoriya (A Voice to Die For Singing Effect)

 

Sooooo they liked it?

 

They are literally supernaturally drawn to listen to you sing, yeah, they liked it.

 

“Okay, I call total bullshit, you aren’t human,” Hagakure exclaimed with a loud groan of exasperation.

 

“Hey don’t hate me because I’m beautiful,” I teased, blowing a raspberry at her.

 

“And dignified too,” Himiko joked with a giggle.

 

“That too,” I agreed, gesturing towards the blonde with an arm.

 

Putting the keyboard away into my inventory, I bounced to my feet and walked towards Izuku, waving the girls over as I did.

 

“Alrighty Midori, these are my friends, the blonde one is Himiko Toga, she’s my roommate, and the invisible one is Tooru Hagakure, she’s alright I guess,” I introduced.

 

“HEY!” Hagakure protested.

 

“Oh alright, she’s fun and a good sort, you’ll get along,” I amended with a sarcastic pout.

 

“Oh will we, you didn’t tell me he was this cute ,” Hagakure squealed with delight, her hands either side of her face.

 

Goddamn this body language ability is weird. Useful though. Thanks again for your unwitting help Tooru.

 

“Hey, what did I tell you to do?” I gently scolded the invisible girl after Izuku flinched slightly at the sudden attention.

 

“...Calmeth my invisible tits?” she replied hesitantly.

 

“Indeed, now contain the calamity that is your mammaries,” I instructed.

 

She pouted, “But he’s cute…” she whined.

 

Himiko was eagerly nodding along with a wide and ever so slightly unsettling grin. “Isn’t he just?” she agreed.

 

Izuku just gave me a look that screamed “Help me you bastard”.

 

I didn’t.

 

You bastard.

 

Heh.

 

 

Thankfully, after a few more minutes of relentless teasing and not a little bit of flirting on the girls part, they did finally calm down and start talking to Izuku normally.

 

Then, Izuku being Izuku, the conversation instantly turned to their quirks. Following a prior although probably unnecessary recommendation of mine, Himiko only gave Izuku basic details about her quirk and nothing that could be potentially… incriminating.

 

Hagakure meanwhile was frankly gobsmacked at the level of interest Izuku had in her quirk. It was pretty clear nobody had ever shown that much interest in her quirk before.

 

Should I have warned her about that beforehand?

 

Nah, this way was funnier.

 

Regardless, we all went our separate ways with Izuku now having two new friends, one of whom would be in his class soon enough.

 

Hopefully two guaranteed friends and a lack of Bakugo will mean nothing will be able to spoil his first day at UA.

 

Except maybe Iida jumping down everyone’s throats and Aizawa with his “rational deceptions”.

 

Speaking of UA however, the entrance exam was soon arriving and I needed to prepare for my own bonus objective so to speak.

 

Nearly every waking hour for the next few days was spent on the beach, using both my wildcards and my hands to take apart as much mechanical garbage as I could to level up my crafting class.

 

I spent a few hours taking apart the car I’d picked up earlier manually. It was an odd thing, I knew next to nothing about cars apart from they exploded dinosaurs to create motion but my hands just instinctively knew what to do.

 

If anything, trying to think about what to do made it harder, I just had to shut off and let my body do what it wanted.

 

This could potentially cause a problem, I have the skills of an experienced mechanic yet none of the knowledge of one.

 

Ah well, future me’s problem.

 

Soon enough I’d leveled all the way up to 21 in mechanic and with all the disassembling and reassembling I’d been doing, I completed the quest that let me change crafting class.

 

I’d completed the same quest for combat classes a while back now but I had no reason to just yet, I’d need swordsman for the entrance exam.

 

With the added strength that came from those I was at 249, just under a quarter of the absolute max a human could apparently achieve.

 

Now that I was a horny demon however the limit was 5 times higher so I was a very strong human and kind of noodle armed demon.

 

I can live with that.

 

For now at least.

 

But the important part of passing level 20 was the fact I could change my class.

 

I soon found myself in the shop dungeon once again, both to sell much of the repaired and tinkered junk I’d fixed from the beach (which was apparently something I could do if I just asked for a pawnshop to appear) but also to pick up some blacksmithing tools so I could start levelling up my new crafting class.

 

With a new yet suspiciously similar set of tools in hand, I worked voraciously over the weekend before the exam.

 

I’d picked up a lot of assorted katanas, shorter blades and armour from the many samurai I’d killed in the dungeon. They were decent enough but not in great condition and were frankly worse than what I already had. These I disassembled, both for the materials from them but also for the EXP and the schematics for them.

 

By the time Monday rolled around, I’d just about made it to level 11 in Blacksmith and got another 22 STR and END out of it as a bonus.

 

All things considered, I think I was ready.

 

 

I am not ready.

 

“Come on Arcis, you can’t get scared now,” Hagakure teased encouragingly. Something that I wasn’t aware that could be done until right now.

 

“No I’m with Arcis on this,” Izuku chimed in, his own knees a-trembling before the gates of UA.

 

I took a calming breath. I didn’t really need to, I can’t feel fear or nervousness enough to actually stop me from doing something but it was a habit.

 

“Alright then, last-minute instructions,” I began, putting on my best over-the-top drill sergeant voice.

 

“Hagakure, make sure to search for off switches on the robots if they exist and if they don’t, sneak up and hit them with rocks,” I barked at her with a grin.

 

She snapped into a salute, grinning back at me from behind her invisibleness. “Sir yes sir sir,” she replied.

 

“And you Midoriya,” I continued, spinning around to face the green-haired broccoli boi who yelped and flinched into a salute. “Try to avoid cracking open the bone hurting juice but if you need to, and I mean absolutely need to then don’t hold back.”

 

“Erm… yes sir?” he replied quite a bit more hesitantly and a lot more nervously.

 

I just laughed and threw my arms around their shoulders as I started walking towards the building, following the arrowed signs for the hero exam.

 

“Come on guys, we’re at UA, might as well have some fun with it,” I encouraged.

 

“YEAH!” Hagakure cried, pumping a fist into the air.

 

“Y..yeah?” Izuku echoed, unsure and shyly, his own fist just barely at shoulder height.

 

I paused for a moment as we passed through the front doors of UA, just to take a deep breath through my nose and let out a satisfied sigh.

 

“Hello UA, we’re going to have some fun together aren’t we?” I muttered to myself with a grin.

Chapter 11: Interludes: Izuku Midoriya, Mirai Sasaki, Toshinori Yagi, Enji Todoroki

Interlude: Izuku Midoriya

 

Until now, Izuku Midoriya had started to settle into a comfortable routine. He would wake up in the morning, go for a jog around the neighborhood a few times, eat breakfast and go to school. At school he would keep his head down as much as possible, get in any kind of workout possible while studying and do his best to avoid making eye contact with Kacchan if it was one of his particularly bad days. After school he would head to the beach to meet All Might most days and carry on the planned training for a few hours, then go home, eat, do homework and go to bed.

 

This had been nearly every day for close to a year and for the most part, nothing changed.

 

Then someone walked onto the beach just in time to see All Might drop out of his hero form.

 

At first, Izuku freaked out. He didn’t recognise him but he must have led him here somehow, All Might wouldn’t let anyone see him in his true form otherwise.

 

He took a minute to try and calm himself down while All Might told him the story of how he was injured, showing off the really, really gross wound in his side as he did it.

 

His ears perked up when he heard the red-haired guy ask All Might if his injury was caused by Toxic Chainsaw. Despite his nerves, a little smile appeared on his face. If he knew that much about All Might then he couldn’t be a bad guy right?

 

He agreed to keep All Might’s secret before introducing himself.

 

Arcis Kirigaya.

 

That was an… interesting name, the family name was definitely Japanese but he hadn’t heard that first name before.

 

Then he demonstrated his quirk for them, pulling a sword out of thin air right in front of them. Not for the first time Izuku bemoaned the fact he left his quirk notebook in his backpack when his hands went to grab it by instinct.

 

Izuku thought to himself, ‘He’s already promised to keep his injury a secret and he wants to be a hero… what if we told him about All Might’s quirk too?’.

 

All Might was slightly hesitant to tell him which made Izuku pale, thinking he’d done the wrong thing, but he did then explain the origins of One for All to him.

 

Kiriga… Arcis, seemed… not as surprised as he’d have expected. In fact he kept really calm about the whole thing… apart from when he punched All Might in the shoulder for wanting to send him to the exam with the quirk only given to him that day.

 

That was… he didn’t even think Kacchan would do that. How was he that confident? Was it shock? It might have been shock.

 

Either way, that was braver than anything Izuku had ever done and he didn’t even seem to look down on him for being quirkless which was… he couldn’t remember if anyone had ever done that before. Even his mom just looked at him with sadness and pity when she thought he wasn’t paying attention

 

Then he talked All Might into giving him his quirk early with… honestly quite a good argument. Two weeks of practicing using the quirk would probably be better than two weeks of building up his strength more.

 

Izuku got a little bit weirded out when Arcis just fell to the ground laughing. At least until he realised that the shock had probably worn off and this was him dealing with the whole situation.

 

Still, he’d been given All Might’s quirk which, oh my god, and they had a new training partner. One who was nice to him too.

 

Things were looking up.

Izuku only had All Might’s quirk for a day and already he was starting to think that Arcis would be more suited to it.

 

He arrived at the beach just in time to stop him from punching a fridge with All Might’s quirk as hard as he could which… yeah, he had a point, considering he might have exploded when being given it, using it at 100% right off the bat was a terrible idea.

 

Then he told him something he couldn’t get out of his head for days.

 

“It’s your quirk now, not his.”

 

It was… his quirk? But… it was All Might’s quirk. He was just using it now.

 

He was just a quirkless Deku that the symbol of peace took pity on, it can’t be his quirk.

 

Especially since Arcis then suggested he try using it at a much lower power spread all across his body instead of just his arm to weaken the backlash of using it.

 

...He’d only heard about this quirk yesterday and Izuku had been analysing quirks for years, how was he coming up with these ideas?

 

Or.... maybe that’s what he was trying to say. Izuku was still thinking of it as All Might’s quirk, something so… grand and important that his analysis would be pointless on it, after all, surely All Might’s way is the best way.

 

But Arcis did have a point, he wasn’t as strong as All Might so he couldn’t use it the exact same way. He would still try to emulate him because… he’s the Symbol of Peace but that didn’t mean he had to break himself just to he was like him.

 

Izuku looked over Arcis as he talked to All Might. He was… odd. Odd in a good way but odd nonetheless.

 

He was almost suicidally confident when talking to All Might but was calm and kind which he wasn’t used to seeing from the same person. He was smart enough to come up with a way Izuku could use… his quirk without hurting himself and didn’t seem jealous of the fact that he didn’t have it.

 

He… he kind of reminded him of Kacchan but all the best bits.

 

Izuku quietly chuckled to himself, if they ever met, they’d either get along really well or try to beat each other up within a minute.

Until now, Izuku Midoriya had started to settle into a comfortable routine. This routine was first broken by the sudden yet quite welcome arrival of Arcis. It was broken again not long after when Izuku walked into class to see Kacchan’s chair empty and every face in the room looking sullen and in shock.

 

And… everyone was watching him as he walked in which wasn’t that strange but they were looking at him from the corner of their eyes like they were angry or… scared of him.

 

Why would they be either of those? And where was Kacchan?

 

It was only a minute or so later that he found out.

 

“For those of you that are… unaware… Katsuki Bakugo was found murdered last night.”

 

At first Izuku just stared at the teacher, uncomprehending of his words. What was he talking about?

 

Slowly, the meaning of the words started to sink in and Izuku’s eyes opened wide with horror.

 

Kacchan… was dead?

 

He didn’t hear anything else the teacher or anyone else said for some time. He just stared at the empty desk several places in front of him, slowly rocking back and forth in his chair.

 

He only snapped out of it when he felt a hand wrap around his arm and he looked up to see the Principal holding onto him with a stern glare on his face.

 

“Midoriya, come with me,” he ordered.

 

Izuku just nodded and allowed himself to be pulled from his seat, his face pale and his arms completely lacking strength. He barely managed to stay on his feet, his legs constantly on the verge of buckling beneath him.

 

He allowed himself to be dragged towards the Principal’s office where he was practically thrown into a chair at which point he looked up to see a pair of police officers standing in the office behind the Principal’s desk.

 

“You are Izuku Midoriya?” one of them asked.

 

He just nodded. He tried to respond in the affirmative but his throat was dry and he couldn’t find the words.

 

“Where were you between the hours of 3 and 4 pm yesterday afternoon?” the same one asked.

 

“I…” he barely managed to choke out, his voice raspy and his eyes growing misty and wet. “I was leaving school and going to meet my trainer.”

 

“And you are quirkless, correct?” they then asked.

 

Izuku sniffled and wiped his nose but frowned slightly at the question. Why did that matter? Kacchan was…

 

Wait, did they think he…

 

“I DIDN’T!” he cried suddenly. “I mean… I’m Quirkless yes but I didn’t do anything to him.”

 

“Is that so?” the second officer asked, flicking through a folder in his hands. “Your disciplinary file says otherwise. It says here that you instigated over four dozen fights with Katsuki Bakugo this year alone, never mind the previous years you’ve attended this school together.”

 

Izuku didn’t know what to say to that. How could he convince these police officers that they had it backwards when the school itself was saying otherwise?

 

He just sat there quietly and numbly, answering their questions and avoiding looking at either of them. What was the point? Kacchan was dead and they decided he killed him.

 

Eventually he was sent back to class. He didn’t go. He ducked into the first bathroom he saw and threw up into the toilet before sliding onto his side and sobbing on the floor.

 

He didn’t know how long it was before he managed to pull himself together enough to tap All Might’s name on his contacts list.

 

He didn’t even remember what he said to him, the next thing he knew he was sitting in a room with a man in a tan trench coat with a kind smile.

 

“Izuku Midoriya, my name is Detective Naomasa Tsukauchi, my quirk is lie detector, it allows me to tell if there is any falsehood in anything said to me. Do you understand this?” he explained in a soft tone.

 

Izuku nodded and choked out a yes. His eyes stung, why did they sting?

 

He touched the area around his eyes and winced as merely touching it hurt. Oh right, he was crying a lot. That’ll be why.

 

“Midoriya, did you kill Katsuki Bakugo?” the detective asked.

 

“No,” Izuku replied, another sob breaking free afterwards.

 

“Did you ask, hire or otherwise influence someone else into killing Katsuki Bakugo?” he continued.

 

“No I didn’t,” he replied, his eyes burning once again as more tears were ripped from him.

 

“Did you know of his death in anyway before today?” he then asked.

 

Izuku shook his head, “No… I found out today.”

 

Tsukauchi nodded, “Thank you Midoriya, you’re free to go, your mother is outside waiting to take you home.”

 

Izuku nodded woodenly, tears still streaming down his face but he wasn’t sobbing anymore. There was nothing there anymore.

 

He didn’t remember feeling his mom’s arms wrapping around him, or her own tears soaking into the shoulder of his uniform jacket. He didn’t remember the journey home or being tucked into bed. He didn’t remember seeing a string of messages from All Might assuring him that he did nothing wrong and that everything was going to be alright.

 

The only thing he remembered was the sight of that empty desk and the faint lingering smell of nitroglycerin.

There were too many reminders. Everything reminded him of Kacchan and it hurt. He couldn’t go a day without being reminded of him. Whether it was his mom and Auntie Mitsuki crying over the phone, a service at school or even a mention of him in the news, there was always a reminder and it always stabbed him in the heart.

 

And there was always the empty desk and the slowly fading smell of burnt caramel.

 

Some days were easier than others. He was always dealing with the looks and whispers from his classmates but that wasn’t new. The only times he could forget was when he was sleeping or training.

 

Then he met Arcis again on the beach.

 

Just the sight of him hurt sightly as he couldn’t help but imagine Kacchan standing in his place.

 

As always, Arcis was… observant yet distant. He…

 

Izuku wasn’t one to think on the negatives of most people but he couldn’t help but feel like Arcis was only asking after Kacchan because he was expected to. It was still kind and it helped a bit to talk about him… even if Arcis talked to him about things he always knew but… tried to ignore.

 

Deep down, he knew Bakugo wasn’t a good person. He hurt him just because he was there and told him to kill himself because he wanted to be the only person from Aldera to go to UA.

 

He had the potential to be an amazing hero, he was confident, driven and had an incredibly powerful quirk… but he wasn’t good.

 

Still, hearing what he had always sort of known hurt. He didn’t think Arcis meant to, he even realised he’d gone too far and started comforting him, genuinely he believed.

 

It gave Izuku a lot of conflicting and confusing feelings. Arcis was so much like and yet so different to Kacchan. He was confident yet detached. Kind yet strangely cold... And he was... 

 

Izuku blushed just thinking about it but… he was pretty too.

 

That was a new feeling for him. That on top of all his writhing emotions meant he was a single push away from a complete collapse.

 

Still, Arcis was right. He had been through a lot already and this was… well, it was really shit but eventually he would be fine. He needed to focus on the entrance exam again and Arcis could help him with that.

 

And afterwards… well, he was good at almost everything he’d seen so far. Maybe he can help him figure out what happened to Kacchan.

Interlude: Mirai Sasaki (Sir Nighteye)

 

Mirai Sasaki was sitting at his desk, deep in thought. This was practically his default state of being already but it was becoming increasingly common in recent weeks.

 

Ever since he walked into his office.

 

As a man who’s quirk allowed him to see the future with perfect accuracy, he was never fond of surprises.

 

He will forever regret nearly breaking Toshinori’s nose with one of his stamps when he attempted to throw him a surprise birthday party many years ago.

 

When he heard his trainee and hopefully successor say that someone wanted to speak to him about “One for All” he was struck with a simultaneous feeling of excitement and dread.

 

If it was Toshinori then maybe he had finally come to his senses… if it was not then this was potentially a catastrophic problem.

 

Then the strange young man Arcis Kirigaya walked into his life.

 

His first thought was that he must have been an agent of All Might’s old enemy, fulfilling some grudge.

 

Then… the more he spoke, the more and less things made sense all at once.

 

Hearing his own exact words spoken back to him, words he could never have known, sent a very rare chill down his back.

 

Arcis was a fascinating contradiction and above all else, Mirai got the sense that somehow, he didn’t belong.

 

His requests were reasonable and well thought out, he found himself unable to disagree with anything he said. 

 

If anything, it was that level of wisdom in one that young that put him on edge.

 

If he hadn’t offered to allow him to use his quirk on him, he certainly would have forced the issue. It was far too important to do otherwise.

 

What he saw was…

 

Well… he all but promised that he would act as an alternative to the symbol of peace when he was needed. What he saw suggested that was a promise he would not… no, could not keep.

 

He couldn’t fault him for this, his intentions were genuine and well meaning, situations simply… removed it as an option.

 

While that would be a true shame, it will not be a complete loss.

 

He closed his eyes and recalled the brief flash of destiny he saw, a clenched hand on the hilt of a sword, a summoning of strength and… a pun.

 

He laughed, sat by himself in his office, he laughed despite everything.

 

This world would see many changes with Kirigaya at the centre, most good, some… less good.

 

Still, he firmly believed that allowing his future to play out as unimpeded as possible would be a net gain for the world as a whole.

 

With that in mind, what else could he do but train him as much as possible, even the relatively short time they would have together could be well spent preparing him for what was coming.

 

Another shiver ran down his body as he recalled one of the more worrying scenes.

 

A snowy forest and a girl from a fairy tale.

Interlude: Toshinori Yagi (All Might)

 

Toshinori stood gazing out of the window down towards the main gate of UA. It was probably just his imagination, but he was pretty sure he saw a familiar bush of green hair down there.

 

“Tell me All Might, have the legal issues involving your successor been cleared up?” asked that terrifying rat thing that called itself Principal Nezu.

 

Toshinori turned around to face him and gave a nod, “Yes, Tsukauchi interviewed him and cleared him but the fact that was even necessary is just…”

 

“I understand All Might, you feel protective of him. That is understandable but while we’re on the subject, do I have to remind you that you can’t show him favouritism in any way while a teacher here?” Nezu asked.

 

“No sir, I know,” he replied. It had only been the tenth time he’d been asked that the past week after all.

 

“If you wouldn’t mind, I’d like you to indulge me with a few questions,” Nezu began, the corners of his… mouth? Muzzle? Whatever it was, began to turn upwards into a terrifying smile.

 

He felt himself gulp nervously before giving the principal a nod.

 

“You’ve told me much about this successor of yours, Midoriya, but you’ve neglected to tell me about the other young man who learned your secret recently,” he continued, definitely grinning now.

 

“How did you even…” he began to ask before realising, “Nevermind, you know everything,” he grumbled.

 

“Close enough as to be true, now, do tell me about him,” Nezu politely ordered.

 

Toshinori let out a long sigh before sitting down across from Nezu.

 

“He is… one of the strangest people I have ever met,” he began. “His name is Arcis Kirigaya and he’s taking the Hero course exam today.”

 

Nezu nodded, still smiling. “I suspected as much but it’s nice to confirm, please continue.”

 

“Well, I told you about how Young Midoriya reacted to my weakened state and quirk being revealed to him, it was perhaps stronger than it would otherwise be due to his… slight hero worship but it was generally the reaction I’d expect,” Toshinori began to explain. “Arcis… barely reacted at all. It was… quite odd.”

 

Nezu just sat quietly for a few moments, nodding to himself. “You are choosing your words very carefully All Might, please, tell me what you really think,” he requested.

 

“Are you sure sir?” Toshinori asked nervously.

 

Nezu just nodded with a grin.

 

Toshinori took a long, deep breath. “ He is the most terrifying creature I have ever encountered. ” he exclaimed loudly. “Seriously, that kid is fucked, something is horribly, horribly wrong with him.”

 

Nezu just cacked from his seat, “Oh do tell me more All Might.”

 

Toshinori grasped both sides of his head in his hands and squeezed slightly. “He’s just… he’s just fucking confusing . He’s incredibly kind and supportive of Young Midoriya but he’s punched me twice. He’s teaching Midoriya how to use One for All better than I have yet he has no interest in the quirk for himself and then there’s that video he appeared in involving Endeavor.”

 

Nezu just continued cackling, nodding all the while. “Ah yes, one of the more intriguing videos involving Endeavor I’ve seen in recent months.”

 

“ Seriously what kind of kid talks to fucking Endeavor like that? ” Toshinori practically screeched.

 

“One with an understandable bone to pick given what happened to him, while saving a friend even,” Nezu replied, calmer now but still with a concerning look in his eyes.

 

Toshinori waved his arm around his head, “And there, another weird fucking contradiction. He’s the kind of person to jump in the way of Endeavor to save a friend and then chew him out in public a minute later while his back still looks like overdone bacon.” He slumped back into his seat like the life was pulled from him. “He just… I don’t get him and he scares me.”

 

“So I should keep my eyes on him if I happen to be bored?” Nezu asked with that terrifying glint in his eyes again.

 

“Please don’t,” Toshinori begged.

 

Interlude: Enji Todoroki (Endeavor)

 

Enji was burning as strongly as he could ever remember as he stormed into the office of the President of the HPSC.

 

“I demand you take this video down immediately,” he boomed, slamming his palms down on the desk, lightly burning his handprints into the wood.

 

The President just sighed, “We can’t do that Endeavor, it’s too widespread,” she told him.

 

“What are you talking about? It’s a video on the internet, get rid of it,” Enji boomed again, his blazing brows furrowing.

 

“We can’t, there are too many copies of the video on the internet and even if we did remove them all which is unlikely, they would just be uploaded again later. You’re just going to have to accept it Endeavor, the video is out there,” she explained wearily.

 

“That little bastard mocked me in public, he can’t get away with that!” Enji roared.

 

“You nearly killed a bystander, you should be down at the shrine giving thanks someone with a regeneration quirk and a heroic disposition was there to take the heat,” the President scolded him. “The villain was a bag-snatcher for crying out loud Endeavor, there is such a thing as appropriate force and it doesn’t typically involve fireballs.”

 

Enji just scoffed, “I don’t care about the villain, I care about the impudent little civilian that dared to try and scold me in public.”

 

The President opened a drawer in their desk and pulled out a thin file. “We’ve done some basic investigation so far. His name is Arcis Kirigaya, born to two Japanese parents here in Japan but emigrated to the United Kingdom as a baby. Recently moved back to Japan, seemingly so he can attend UA University,” she began to summarise.

 

“He wants to be a hero?” Enji growled.

 

“He jumped in front of one of your fireballs to protect his friend, that shouldn’t be surprising,” the President reminded him with a deeply unimpressed expression. “Not many details on his quirk but interestingly, it is listed as ‘Swordsman’ which doesn’t imply any form of healing.”

 

Enji frowned in confusion, “So what are you saying?”

 

The President tapped the file on the desk with a small frown of her own, “I’m not sure yet but we are definitely going to monitor him.”

 

“Because of the video?” Enji questioned.

 

“In a way, because of who he appears in the video with.” the President corrected before turning her computer screen around to face Enji, showing a still image from the video of the red-haired little fucker with his arms around the shoulders of a blonde girl and an invisible girl.

 

She tapped the screen, pointing to the blonde girl. “That is Himiko Toga, or as the media has been referring to her lately, The Musutafu Vampire.”

 

Enji’s eyes widened. “The serial killer? That’s her?” he questioned.

 

The President nodded, “Indeed, and we have reason to believe he is aware of that.”

 

“He wants to be a hero but he associates with a teenage serial killer?” Enji asked, baffled.

 

“Young adult but yes, we believe they are romantically linked or at least intimate” the President replied.

 

“...What makes you so sure?” Enji asked.

 

“This video is the most popular one on the internet because it focuses the most on your confrontation with Kirigaya but there are others from different sources and one of those is at just the right angle to see where they go after leaving the scene. You can just see her kiss him in the far background of the video near the end,” she explained.

 

“So why haven’t you arrested them both yet? Or at least the murderer,” Enji demanded to know.

 

“Because they may yet prove useful. His brand of suicidal bravery and impulsiveness don’t tend to make for a long career in heroism but it can certainly come in handy from time to time,” she reasoned with a slight grin. “And as for the girl? She hasn’t killed anyone important yet so she isn’t our problem. If she remains free until his graduation we may be able to use their connection to our advantage.”

 

Enji growled in displeasure, not happy he wouldn’t be getting any kind of vengeance today.

 

“Oh calm yourself Endeavor, our eyes are on him now. If he slips up, he’ll be ours to deal with,” the President reassured him.

 

Well, there was that at least. “Fine,” he decided, “Don’t let him take a piss without three pairs of eyes on him. Someone like that can’t go four years and not make a single mistake.”

 

The President gave him a nod and a smile that gave him the impression she was humouring him.

 

He growled again to illustrate his remaining annoyance before turning on a heel and striding out of the room, his fires still blazing if not quite as much as before.

 

Arcis Kirigaya, he would rue the day he dared to insult Endeavor in public.

-40 Reputation with HPSC (Hero Public Safety Commission) (You are a potential public threat)

 

-70 Reputation with Enji Todoroki (He wants to burn you to ash)

 

...What the fuck did I do?

 

...

 

Game, what the fuck did I do?

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