Bursting into the room, I immediately picked up Inko in my arms. The woman heard me coming in and immediately went to meet me. And, it seems, she did not expect me to be in such a mood at all.
"Wow…Izuku!" The woman squealed in fright as I twirled her around the room.
- Ha ha, I'm sorry.
However, when I put it back, as it stood, my mother was already smiling with might and main.
- Looks like something good happened? she asked.
It was just beginning to dawn on me that it would be difficult for me to explain my current state. Well, it's embarrassing for me to somehow tell my mother that I managed to participate in an amazing threesome with two cool girls. And, as luck would have it, slender excuses did not come to mind by themselves. And time was ticking and with every second my reaction becomes more and more suspicious.
- Well, I met a girl. - I blurted out.
- Is she in your class? Mom got interested.
Inko was not at all upset by this, on the contrary, her eyes lit up with sly interest.
- Yes. I nod in response.
Anyway, if everything continues to go so well, they will have to get to know each other. Sooner or later.
- Oh, and what is she like? Beautiful? Smart?
Putting her arm around my shoulder, Inko gently but firmly led me to the kitchen. And what is that question? They are both smart and beautiful! Concentrated on the formulation of answers, I could not even resist her pressure. And after a couple of minutes I was naturally interrogated, drunk with sweet tea. However, it seems that I myself was glad to tell how cool my girls are, as if showing off. True, I did not immediately understand how I gave out some of the most important information.
- Yes, it is easy to communicate with them, they are funny girls ...
- They? Inko said curiously.
We need to change the subject!
- Mom, better tell me, didn't you get bored at home alone?
- Izuku. - The woman frowned. Mom wants to know what kind of girls you're talking about. How many do you have there?
Did not work out.
"Umm… well… that's…"
Perhaps the expression on my face at that moment was too picturesque. Unable to keep a serious mine on her face, Inko burst into a fist, and then completely laughed.
- Okay, you don't have to be so embarrassed. She stepped back. - Tell me when you want.
I was brought down and shown mercy by not getting the finishing blow.
- But, be careful! - And, bending down, my mother whispered conspiratorially. - Don't forget to protect yourself.
- I won't forget. I nodded seriously.
It seems that this should not have embarrassed me, but for some reason my cheeks burned with fire.
Luckily, that embarrassing interrogation ended there. Inko wanted to feed me, but after dinner with the girls, I was quite full. So, giving up another dinner, I climbed into my room and immersed myself in the endless expanses of the Internet. I close advertising banners without looking, this is already a developed reflex. Check out my fan group.
- OU…
Impressed.
It turns out that someone recorded on video the case when the girls and I scattered street scumbags. And immediately there was an assumption that I got assistants. No one even thought it was a date. But, I wonder who it was so cunning, took it, and recorded the video. And where? Judging by the recording, the sudden correspondent was walking right behind us, ten meters away.
Having copied the links, I sent them to the girls by e-mail, let them admire their exploits from the outside.
Meanwhile, the night was already approaching. It was dark outside, and the street lights were on.
I wanted to surf the Internet for a while longer, until about midnight. But, when I ran to the kitchen for tea, I saw Inko wearily stretching his shoulders, sitting on the sofa in front of the TV. No, well, how can you miss such a moment?
- Mom, can I help you? - I asked modestly, making a couple of characteristic movements with my hands, hinting at a massage.
- A? Izuku, well, if you don't mind. The woman smiled.
All I could do was hold back a triumphant smirk.
After telling my mother to get comfortable for now, I went back to my room and turned off the computer. On the way back, I kneaded my fingers until they crunched in my knuckles. Although this is redundant, more of a purely psychological gesture. At this time, Inko had just settled down on the couch.
- Well, let's get started. - I said cheerfully.
As always, we started with a shoulder and back massage. Do not move on to the most interesting at the very beginning? Mom had already got used to my hands, and the first moments of discomfort passed unnoticed, after which, closing her eyes, she stretched her lips in a blissful smile, enjoying the way I massaged her tired muscles.
"Ohhh, how nice…" Inko whispered languidly. "Izuku, you have golden hands.
Well, yes, that's right. But my massage skill is not even particularly pumped. Simply, specifically relaxing massage on my mother, I mastered perfectly.
By this time, Inko was already fading, and I easily moved on, starting to massage her legs and ass. And it seems like my time with Ochaco and Mino didn't really affect how I react to Inko. I still want to feel her beautiful body, massage her juicy ass and squeeze her voluminous breasts. Plus, if my eyes don't deceive me, her boobs have gotten noticeably bigger since I could suck on them without any problem. True, it was a long time ago. I had a similar opportunity for up to two years ... much more than ordinary children, yeah, but I couldn't deny myself such pleasure!?
And, in fact, this time I still switched to Inko's chest. After a good massage, she took it for granted and continued to have fun. And I finally squeezed her amazing boobs. Let, so far only through clothes, but, nevertheless! Her breasts are three times larger than Ashido's. But, it also plays with the fact that Inko is older and taller, which is why she has slightly different proportions. In general, female breasts are different, large, small, medium. But if I had to choose, I would rather not choose at all. I want everything.
"Mmm…" Inko purred sweetly.
Deciding not to risk it, I did not massage her breasts for a long time, switching to other parts of the body.
And yet, it seems that childhood memories of beautiful breasts have become very strongly entrenched in my memory. You can already admit that this is my fetish. Of course, I do not detract from the dignity of women's slender legs and the beauty of their asses, but it is their breasts that catch my eye in the first place.
"Hah, I guess we'll end this today. - I breathed out.
After groping Inko as best as I could, I began to feel more and more aroused.
Mom just nodded distantly, she was too good for a constructive dialogue. I, having finally stroked her back, hurried to my place to get ready for bed. Inko came to herself this time and went to her room, although I wouldn't mind carrying her back to the bedroom in my arms.
By the way, while I was giving Inko a massage, several messages from girls came to my mail.
It's about that video from the band. They both seemed to be quite excited about the fact that they had become a bit famous. In a good way. The messages of the girls were still the same friendly character as before, which could not but rejoice me.
Yes, I would not say that after sex we somehow became closer to each other. But, although, more open. It's even interesting, can we be called lovers or are we more like sex friends? Well, I won't ask the girls themselves. So far everything suits me. In any case, going to bed by midnight, as I planned, did not work out. Until about two in the morning, I talked with the girls, until Ochako passed out, saying that she was very tired and wanted to sleep. After that, Ashido also referred to the fact that she had to get up early tomorrow and the correspondence ended.
I myself could go without sleep for a couple of days, but, anyway, after sleeping, I feel better.
I went to bed thinking about tomorrow. I wanted to see the girls again as soon as possible.
I wonder if it will be possible to arrange a threesome tomorrow as well? Yeah, at least every day is ready, it all depends on the girls themselves. So, in fact, I fell asleep, thinking about pleasant things.
The morning gently drove away the drowsiness.
The dream was erased from my memory, but I definitely felt that I was dreaming something. Normal, in principle, the state. Sometimes it happens that you lie down and immediately wake up, without any dreams, as if you were just turned off and on after a few hours. After such a vigorous and rested one does not feel at all. I woke up in a good mood, mentally preparing for various adventures.
I didn't skip breakfast.
Mom made toast with cheese. And for a light snack, it was quite good. I don't know about others, but personally I don't feel hunger at all in the morning, either in a past life or in this one. True, this does not mean that my body does not need to eat. More as needed.
- Good luck. - Inko admonished me when I was already leaving the house.
- Yes thank you.
With a final wave, I finally headed towards the nearest metro station.
The path to the academy is not close from my house. Although, I just could have overcome it on my own two feet. But not in school uniform. If I were wearing a hero costume now, then there would be no problems, but if the uniform does not deteriorate, it will get dirty and wrinkled. In any case, you can ride the train.
Hmm, interesting...
Already at the station, waiting for my flight, I witnessed an entertaining picture. Two schoolchildren were arguing and started pushing, causing one of them to fall off the track.
- Hey, hold your hand! The second guy immediately decided to help his friend.
They didn't quarrel, it was a friendly argument. And, just at that moment, the light of an approaching transport appeared in the subway tunnel. Perhaps it was because of this that the schoolchildren panicked, and the fallen boy could not get out. Slipping, he not only fell back, but also dragged his friend down. The surrounding people whispered excitedly. Somewhere in the crowd appeared a man in the form of a subway worker. But, since it all turned out this way, I decided to remember my hobby.
Sighing, I jump down the path.
- Faster! - Shouted someone from the crowd.
At my intervention, people were somehow inspired, although I myself looked only a little older than the schoolchildren in trouble. And yet, picking up both boys, I easily jumped off the rails back onto the platform.
- Be careful in such places. - I speak to children instructively. - The same applies to motorways, cross the road only in the right place at the green traffic light. And even then, before crossing the road, carefully look around.
Now I felt it was my right to bully the children with lectures on the rules of the road.
- If you continue to be so reckless on the roads, one day you can bring down an innocent truck! And now the train with passengers could suffer. Even if a collision does not threaten you, think about others, you are not alone in this world!
The boys bulged their eyes at me.
The crowd surrounding us, meanwhile, began to calm down. There were several encouraging exclamations, they say, what a great fellow I am, but that's all.
- Excuse me... - There was only one start.
- What are you up to, huh? The second snapped.
- Taak ... - I drawled menacingly.
The next moment, the boy's neck was clamped by my elbow, and with my other hand I rubbed the top of his head with my fist. Naturally, I controlled the force, because I don't want to erase his skull.
How do you talk to elders?
- Everything-everything! Sorry! Let go please! Enough!
- Here, that's the same.
The boy immediately became calmer. Obviously, educational talents woke up in me. Maybe you should have gone to teacher education? Although, no, being a hero is more interesting. Here, by the way, an electric train drove up, and it was time for me to hurry to load into the car.
- Great, look at me, do not climb under the trains! - I threw it to the children in the end.
As the car doors closed, I noticed a gloomy Bakugou in the crowd. I didn't see how he approached and, it seems, he really didn't want to sit with me not only in the same carriage, but in general in the same train. Well, he's a complex person, like a pile of poop with firecrackers. It's better not to touch him again, yeah. He probably just needs someone to hate in order to develop. And I don't care about this surprise. I remember Bakugou only when he stares at me with an evil look, that is, when we meet.
Much nicer to remember about Mino and Ochako.
I seem to be getting more and more attached to them.
And, therefore, including, I was very glad when I later met them on the way to the academy. It even became a little envious, because they do not need to leave as early as I do, they live nearby.
- Izuku. Uraraka nodded shyly.
On the face of the girl it was read that her thoughts filled the scenes of yesterday's events.
"I wonder what Aizawa-sensei will come up with today?" – Cheerfully stretched out Ashido, friendly throwing her hand over my shoulder.
We were very close to each other, but I didn't mind at all. But, more romantic gestures can not be expected. There are a lot of people around now. Other students hurrying to the beginning of classes, adults wandering to work, in general, prying eyes are enough. The girls are definitely shy. Yes, I am too…
- I'm sure he will start by criticizing someone. – I remembered the question of the demonet.
- Yes, yes, exactly. - The girl smiled. - And arrange a game of elimination, threatening the losing students with expulsion.
- Well, he won't use this trick twice. - I doubted.
So, making small talk, we got to the academy, where an ambush was already waiting for us. Seriously, I didn't expect this.
- What's this? Ashido was taken aback.
- Why are there so many of them? Uraraka was surprised.
A whole crowd of paparazzi was on duty at the gates of the academy. And as soon as we got closer, this whole crowd pounced on us. Well, more precisely, we were simply surrounded. But one single reporter attacked us. Probably, they have some kind of unspoken authority here, ahead of which the rest of the journalists are simply afraid to climb.
- Excuse me, you are students of the UUEI academy, could you answer a few questions?
- But we ... - Ochako wanted to say that we have time for the lessons.
- Perfect! Then tell me, what is your impression of the lessons of the Almighty?
- This is ... - The girl was confused, but having gathered her thoughts, she issued a masterpiece. - He's muscular!
Ashido covered her mouth with her hand and let out a strangled grunt, trying to hold back her laughter.
- Excuse me, we have to go to class. I said, suppressing the impulse to laugh.
And, grabbing Uraraka by the shoulders, he led her to the territory of the academy. Mino did not need to be directed. However, journalists easily fell behind us, finding a new victim. And it seems that Iida, caught in their net, was only too happy to speak out.
- How, in your opinion, the presence of the Almighty will affect the educational process? - They asked him.
"Because of this, I am doubly convinced that I entered the UUEI academy in order to study the profession of a hero down to the smallest detail!" And this is not to mention the fact that his fame and inspiring nature in themselves become a strong motivating factor. Now that all students have this role model in front of them, we will strive even harder to perfectly match the profession of a hero and even surpass it!
He was ready to share his impressions for a long time. But the academic tone of the guy tired even the reporters themselves, so they didn't just let him go, but almost drove him away. Snorting at such a picture, I went on with my girls. The lesson will start soon.
True, in the end we still had to wait for the teacher himself. During this time, all the other students arrived, including the Bombukan. Katsuki simply did not look in my direction and silently walked to his seat.
Aizawa appeared exactly at the bell. He tumbled into the classroom like a sleepy rod, waving his hand to us in greeting. Everyone remained seated in their seats, only Iida tried to jump up and bow, as was the custom in middle school. Shota, meanwhile, took out a stack of sheets from somewhere.
"I hope you all rested from yesterday's test of battle. - He drawled wearily.
I even wanted to sleep from his tone. Aizawa-sensei's voice was full of tiredness and a desire for sleep. Aizawa himself, meanwhile, waved the stack of sheets in his hands.
- I took the liberty of looking at your results. Bakugou. Stop pretending to be a child, you are just wasting your potential.
All this was said calmly and somehow even indifferently. This probably made Katsuki even more reluctant to listen to criticism. However, he took it surprisingly calmly.
- I know. - The guy said gloomily.
Now you, Midoriya. Aizawa looked at me. "Just be more collected. You are easily stumped by unexpected actions, and your frivolous attitude to business can cost the lives of many people in the future.
A meeting with Muskul surfaced in my memory. More precisely, those people whom he managed to kill while I was in a daze. I won't say that I'm directly gnawing at guilt or something like that, but it's just unpleasant. I don't need to perform feats. Stopping a villain of this level is like picking my nose. And yet, I hesitated, and people died, although they could have lived, had I acted decisively from the very beginning. I wasn't frivolous then, maybe even my numbness can be forgiven, because this was my first time facing murder. But, I still feel like I seriously screwed up that time. I had to be prepared for the fact that the Muscle suddenly decided to pounce on someone, because it was something like that I expected from him.
- I see you understand.
It seems that these reflections somehow showed on my face, since Aizawa reacted like that.
- Okay, those were the main points. The teacher sighed. Let's get on with the class. For starters, I know you'll have a lot of other things to do, I'm sorry to say, but...
The students immediately tensed up, preparing for some dastardly task.
We need an elder. Aizawa said calmly.
The whole class was taken aback. And immediately got inspired.
Honestly, I did not expect such zeal.
- I want to be an elder!
- This is the post of leader! I want!
- As the head girl, I will establish that all girls must wear short skirts!
Mineta's election promises really inspired me.
- I want too.
- This post is just made for me, as a headman I will shine.
Even Katsuki got excited and held out his hand. Only a few students did not shout about how much they want to be the head boy. The same Todoroki, Yaoyorozu, well, Ochako. Iida didn't stretch out his hand, but he could barely contain himself. His face reflected the inhuman effort he was making to not join the hubbub. I just did not understand how you can want to get a position that does not provide any benefits, but imposes a bunch of responsibilities. And finally, Tenya couldn't take it anymore.
- It's a responsibility. – His loud and hard tone immediately reassured and interested classmates. - Just because you like it, does not mean that you will master this heavy load! This position requires the respect and trust of others. A true leader can only be revealed through the democratic choice of the people. That is why I propose to resolve this issue by voting!
Saying all this, the guy could not stand it and raised his hand. Everyone saw how he was almost torn apart by the desire to be the headman.
- Something his actions do not strongly correspond to words. - There was skepticism.
- Kwa, we don't really know each other yet to trust. Asui noticed.
- Tsuyu-chan! I feigned genuine surprise. - How can you say that? After everything that happened between us!?
- Qua? - The girl was taken aback.
- What happened? Ashido was even more surprised.
- Izuku? Ochako frowned.
We fought together! You are my sweet villainous assistant. I continued. "Honestly, if my vote wasn't already Mino's, I would have voted for you.
- Darling? - Uraraka drawled a little more calmly.
- Voice? To me? Ashido was surprised.
- Well, you want to be the headman, right? Ochako did not raise her hand, and this position scares me. Spending a lot of time doing class when you could go out with your girlfriend instead...
- I have changed my mind. - The girl revised her life guidelines. "Now I don't want to be a prefect either.
"Oh, well then I'll vote for Tsuyu-chan."
- No need. The frog shook her head. "Iida is right, it is a responsibility. I'm not sure I can handle it.
"Ohhh, well, then you have to vote for Mineta-san.
- Why for him? - The girls were horrified, looking in the direction of the shorty.
The guy was also surprised, bulging his eyes at me.
- He said that he obliges the girls to wear a mini. As for me, this is more than a worthy reason.
All three girls looked at me in such a way that I immediately felt ashamed of the blurted out joke. So Tsuyu also straightened her skirt, as if I was trying to look under it. It got awkward.
- Pervert. Ashido snorted derisively.
I just shrugged.
- Teacher! Iida shouted. How do you like the idea of voting?
- I do not care. Aizawa waved him off as he climbed into his sleeping bag. - Decide before the end of the lesson and don't bother me.
However, the students did not immediately calm down. But, in the end, everyone agreed that it is better to choose the headman by voting. Everyone wrote down their candidate on a piece of paper, which they then collected and wrote down the results on the board. And this result did not please me, although it could be expected, given my popularity as a Thunder.
- Yes, you're kidding! What the hell!? Bakugou exploded in anger.
I took first place with thirteen votes.
I throw a displeased look at my girls. Ashido smiles impudently at thirty-two, Ochako looks away in embarrassment. Just great.
"So…" Aizawa spoke from his bag. Midoriya will be the head boy and Yaoyorozu will be his deputy.
I was about to start to resent, but fell silent. He looked at his subordinate deputy. Hmm, maybe not all that bad. The ability to command such a girl is worth the disadvantages that the status of the head of the class is endowed with.
"Tenya-san, you really wanted to be the prefect so much, why don't you have a single vote?" – Sounded question Hagakure.
Iida's face froze like a stone statue.
- I have already said that the post of headman is not only a privilege, but also a responsibility. And I think it would be wrong to vote for yourself. In my opinion, Midoriya-san and Yaoyorozu-san are both more suited to the role of prefect than me.
That speech made me feel a little ashamed. After all, the guy is really suitable for this role. Being Momo's second-in-command would suit him better than me being head boy. However, I didn't want to back down. What kind of person am I? I already have Ashido and Uraraka. I look at Asuya and Yaoyorozu. Maybe this success with two girls at once affected me so much? Like, where there are two, there can be three, and four ...
- Well, shall we try? I turned to Yaoyorozu.
- Yes. - The girl nodded.
However, it also has its own charm. Apart from her amazing mature body, she has a calm personality, she is reasonable and, I think, you can communicate with her normally. But, we'll check it out."