The late afternoon sunlight filtered through the tall windows of Momo's mansion, pooling in golden slivers across the polished hardwood floors. The warmth of the light mixed with the faint aroma of the herbal tea Izuku had prepared earlier, lingering subtly in the air. He sat cross-legged on the edge of the main lounge sofa, the system quietly humming at his side, detailing the faint physical resonance lingering from his previous training with Momo and Rumi. His muscles were still pleasantly sore, a gentle reminder of his progress.
The front door clicked open with the softest jingle of the handle.
"Well, well…look at you, all serious and focused," a playful voice drawled.
Izuku turned, caught off guard. Camie Kidd leaned in the doorway, the sun glinting off her glossy chestnut hair, her mischievous green eyes locking onto his with unrestrained curiosity. Her perfume, faintly sweet with a hint of citrus, teased his senses as she moved further into the room, each step deliberate and confident.
"I… Camie! You…you weren't expected today," Izuku stammered, cheeks warming, the system noting the spike in both nervousness and excitement.
Camie tilted her head, lips curving into a teasing smile. "I'm full of surprises, darling. I heard you've been training hard and thought…maybe you need a little check-in from someone who can actually challenge you." She stepped closer, the soft sway of her hips brushing the edge of the rug, the subtle warmth of her body radiating into the system's detection field.
Izuku swallowed, heart hammering, noting the teasing cadence of her voice. "I've…been practicing a lot. Trying to improve."
"Trying?" Camie laughed, light and airy. She crouched slightly, assessing him with an almost predatory grace. "Hmm…we'll see if your efforts are enough." Her hand brushed casually against his shoulder as she moved past him to inspect the training area. The accidental contact sent a ripple of warmth through him, and the system quietly marked it as initial emotional and physical integration.
They sparred in the lounge, laughter and playful banter echoing in the high-ceilinged room. Camie's movements were fluid, teasing, and intentional. Every feint brushed against him, each whispered comment threaded with double meanings.
"Careful, Izuku! You might not notice what's coming next!" she said with a laugh, swaying just enough that the system logged the subtle pulse of proximity and arousal.
Izuku's focus alternated between parrying her playful strikes and the faint warmth radiating from her body. Why is it so…distracting? he wondered. She's…so close, and…something about the way she moves… His pulse spiked as her thigh brushed against his during a feint, the subtle touch lingering long enough to tease his awareness.
Camie noticed his slight hesitation, a teasing glint sparking in her eyes. "Oh? Getting distracted, hero? That's not very professional, is it?" Her voice lowered slightly, intimate, almost conspiratorial. "Don't worry…I won't tell anyone…unless you want me to."
Izuku's cheeks flared crimson. "I… I'm… I'm fine!" he stammered, though the heat in his chest betrayed him. The system buzzed faintly, noting the combination of teasing, physical contact, and emotional spike. Integration potential increasing.
The session slowly transitioned from playful sparring to more deliberate exercises. Camie had him anticipate her moves, react instinctively, and simultaneously maintain his calm—his body alert, his senses alive. Every laugh, every whispered encouragement, every accidental brush of skin fed the subtle pulse of energy between them.
By evening, both were slightly breathless, the air warm and electric with shared effort. Camie leaned close, her forehead nearly touching his. "Not bad… for someone still catching up," she murmured. The warmth of her breath, the faint scent of her skin, and the soft intensity in her gaze sent Izuku's heart racing.
He smiled, almost shyly. "Thank…thank you, Camie. I…learned a lot."
Camie smirked, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Good. Keep practicing… I'll make sure you don't forget it." Her eyes lingered on him, teasing, promising more interactions, more tension, more system resonance opportunities.