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Midnight walked around the desk, stopping beside . Her hand trailed lightly down my forearm before she leaned against the desk, crossing one leg over the other.

"Alright," she said. "Let’s start with sothing simple. What do you know about foreplay?"

I scoffed. "Not hard to figure out. Get her in the mood, make sure she enjoys it."

She smirked. "That is the general idea. But details, Midoriya. Tell specifics."

I glanced at her. "You are really making say it?"

She laughed, tapping a finger against my shoulder. "Oh, don’t get shy now. You are the one who wanted to skip the lecture and jump to the good part."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine. Kissing, touching, teasing… build anticipation."

She humd. "Good. And?"

I shrugged. "Pay attention to her reactions. Adjust. Don’t do the sa thing over and over like a clueless idiot."

Her nails skimd over my wrist. "Very good. And what about pacing?"

I exhaled. "Depends on the person. So like it slow, so like it rough."

Midnight tilted her head. "And how do you know which one?"

I leaned back slightly. "Observation. Trial and error."

Her smile widened. "Exactly." She straightened. "You are not as hopeless as I expected."

I smirked. "Was that supposed to be a complint?"

She chuckled. "Let’s call it... a passing grade."

Her fingers brushed my collarbone. "Now, let’s talk about aftercare."

I blinked. "What about it?"

She tapped my chest lightly. "Most guys your age don’t even think about it. They just roll over and pass out. But that is not how you build a good experience."

I crossed my arms. "Alright. What is your take?"

Midnight leaned in slightly. "Aftercare is about making sure she is comfortable. Checking in. Physical and emotional comfort. So need reassurance, so just want a mont to breathe."

I nodded. "Simple enough."

She smirked. "Simple, but necessary. And last thing… communication. What is the one thing you should always do?"

"Ask," I said imdiately. "No assumptions."

She smiled. "Good boy."

I scoffed. "Do not say that again."

She chuckled, fingers tracing along my arm. "Experience is talking here, boy."

I got up, grabbing her chin lightly. "Nemuri, I can sll your virginity from outside of school. You are all tease, no bite. So skip the ‘I know shit’ act and give the condoms and pills, so I can move on."

Her smirk didn't falter, but her grip on my wrist tightened just slightly, nails pressing in. "Oh? You think that is all there is to it?" She let go, circling around . "That little mouth of yours is dangerous, Ryuu. You sure you are ready for the consequences?"

I scoffed. "Spare . You think I am so clueless idiot who doesn't know how to put A into B? I am not looking for a lecture, just the tools to handle my business."

Midnight humd, reaching into her desk drawer and pulling out a small box, tossing it toward . "Fine. There. But let’s see if you are as prepared as you think you are."

I caught it, tossing it in my palm. "What, you gonna quiz ?"

She leaned against the desk. "Not a quiz. A lesson."

I groaned. "I do not need one."

She tilted her head. "Humor ." She reached forward, snatching the box back from my hand before I could react. "If you do not need a lesson, then tell … when is the best ti for contraception to be taken?"

I rolled my eyes. "Beforehand, obviously."

She nodded. "Good. And how long does it take for a pill to beco effective?"

I exhaled. "Depends. So work imdiately, so take a week. Ergency ones work differently."

Midnight gave an approving nod. "Okay. Now, tell - what is the number one reason condoms fail?"

I clicked my tongue. "Wrong size, improper use, or damage before use. Friction, storage issues, or just people being idiots."

She smirked. "Not bad. And after?"

I raised a brow. "After what?"

Her grin widened. "After the fun is over, genius. What do you do?"

I stared at her. "Is this really necessary?"

She held up the box. "You want these back or not?"

I sighed. "Check for damage, dispose properly, clean up. And if it is a pill situation, keep track of doses."

She tossed the box back to . "Good. You pass. Barely."

I got up, popped the box open, and tossed the condoms back onto her desk. Midnight arched a brow, smirking. “What? Like bareback?”

I shot back without missing a beat, “No, that is the number one reason condoms fail. Wanna test my size?”

She blinked, then let out a low laugh. “Oh, that is bold.”

I leaned against the desk. “You hesitated. What, never had a student challenge you before?”

Midnight tapped a finger against her lips, pretending to think. “Oh, plenty have. But not many with your… confidence.”

I snorted. “More like common sense. You act like you know everything, but let’s be real- you are as inexperienced as Izuku."

She tilted her head, watching like she was deciding sothing. Then she grinned. “You would be surprised.”

I flipped the box over in my hands. “Then put your money where your mouth is.”

She chuckled. “And what, let a student prove wrong?”

“Nah, that would require you actually having experience.”

Her eyes narrowed, but the smirk stayed. “Careful, Ryuu. You might just get what you are asking for.”

I stepped closer. “And you might just find out you are not as good as you think.”

Her fingers traced the edge of the table, “You sure you wanna push this?”

I tapped the desk. “Why? Scared you will fold?”

“You are enjoying this way too much.”

I shrugged. “You brought it up. You wanted to ‘educate’ , right? So what is the problem?”

“Fine. Lesson is over. But you better not co crying to if you ss up.”

I pocketed the box. “Don’t worry about . Worry about yourself… your ga is getting sloppy.”

Midnight laughed, shaking her head. “Oh, Ryuu, you are gonna be a nightmare for so poor girl.”

I headed for the door. “Already am.”

As I walked out, she called after . “Try not to fry the detectors again, lover boy!”

I flipped her off without turning around.

I sent the box to my inventory. Couldn’t risk Aizawa spotting it and adding ‘school orgy coordinator’ to my disciplinary file. I stord toward Nezu’s office, shoving the door open without knocking. The rat was behind his desk, sipping tea like he hadn’t just been caught red-handed running a goddamn dystopian science experint.

"You disgusting vermin. Horny detectors? What is next, bonk doggies waiting at the doors?"

Nezu tilted his head, unbothered. "Ryuu, how nice of you to visit."

I pointed at him. "No, you do not get to act like this is normal. You have a system tracking when students get too excited? What kind of Orwellian pervert shit is this?"

He chuckled. "Oh, it is nothing so extre. The hormone detectors rely asure elevated biological activity."

I blinked. "Oh, so now it is biology? My ass. You are just trying to justify being a degenerate with a PhD."

Nezu set his cup down. "If you must know, the system was implented as a precautionary asure."

"Precaution against what? People getting laid?"

Nezu’s eyes glead like he was actually enjoying this. "Not exactly. More like… monitoring stress levels and emotional spikes that could affect performance."

It dawned on suddenly, "Oh. Traitors, school shooters, suicides and all cannot be hid from these. I see, I see. I don't say I condone, but it kinda makes sense."

Nezu humd, eyes watching like he was waiting to see where I would go with that. "Also, to prevent unwanted pregnancies. This is still a school full of hormonal teenagers."

I sighed, rubbing my temple. "Yeah, that too, huh?"

"You disapprove?"

I exhaled, sitting down without asking. "I an, if you are asking if I like the idea of my hormones being monitored like so kind of experintal rat, and yes, pun intended, no. If you are asking if it makes sense? Yeah, it does. Doesn't an I have to like it."

Nezu sipped his tea, ears flicking. "A rational response."

"Yeah, yeah," I muttered. "Still creepy as hell." I leaned back. "So what, do you get an alert every ti soone gets a little too into their workout?"

Nezu grinned, tilting his head like he had just thought of sothing fun. “Wanna see the one near Mineta's room? We eventually replaced it with a stronger one after he fried the previous on his first day.”

I recoiled. “Fuck no. Eww.”

Nezu chuckled, setting his teacup down. “Oh, but it was quite the anomaly. Most students barely register on the system, but Mineta? An outlier in every sense of the word.”

I waved a hand. “Yeah, I don’t need a play-by-play of that sicko’s biology. The fact that this conversation is happening at all is already a problem.”

Nezu nodded like he wasn’t the problem. “Well, consider yourself inford.”

I rolled my shoulders. “Great. Now I can sleep soundly knowing a rodent is tracking my testosterone levels.”

Nezu sipped his tea. “It is all in the na of education, of course.”

“Yeah, yeah, creep.”

Nezu exhaled, setting his teacup down. "What do you feel about your recent placent in the Hero Rankings?"

I shrugged. "I was annoyed at first, but h. It was bound to happen."

Nezu chuckled. "A rather nonchalant response for soone who has managed to break records."

I leaned back, stretching my arms. "What do you want to say? ‘Oh no, my life is ruined’? Not like I asked for this."

Nezu tilted his head. "But you must have expected it, given your... activities."

I sighed. "Yeah, figured it would happen eventually. Just thought I had more ti before people started making a big deal out of it."

Nezu nodded. "People will always talk, especially when a student places among pros. So see it as impressive. Others as a problem."

I smirked. "Oh no. How tragic. The old guard is upset their rankings aren’t just an old man’s club anymore."

"Indeed," Nezu mused. "Though it is not just them. The Hero Commission is... concerned."

I snorted. "Bet they are. They can’t control like their usual prospects."

Nezu simply sipped his tea. "That does seem to be the issue."

I stood up, cracking my neck. "Not my problem. If they want to play their ga, they should have sent a bribe. I don’t know… money, threats, or at least a fruit basket that doesn’t taste like commission pussy they are."

Nezu chuckled. "I doubt they will be so accommodating."

I headed for the door. "Yeah, well, they can suck it."

I walked back to the dorms, skipping the rest of the training. No point sticking around when I was basically banned from participating. Aizawa made it sound like a punishnt, but I wasn’t complaining. More free ti for .

As I passed through the halls, I noticed them.

The horny detectors.

Small, inconspicuous little devices tucked near the corners of the ceiling. Most students probably never even noticed them, but now that I knew they were there, they stood out like a sore thumb.

I sighed. "Fucking rat."

I could ignore them. Pretend I didn’t know.

Or…

I grinned.

This was too easy.

All I had to do was close my eyes, focus, and imagine. I adjusted my "horniness" levels, spiking and dropping them to send out a ssage. Morse code.

F-U-C-K Y-O-U.

One of the detectors flickered. Another beeped, barely audible. I kept going, just to be sure he got the ssage. I might’ve typo'ed sowhere in my imagination, but whatever. He would get the gist.

Sowhere in the school, I imagined Nezu sitting in his office, sipping tea, watching the readings spike in erratic, nonsensical patterns before spelling out a very clear FUCK YOU.

Maybe he would appreciate the effort. Maybe he would be pissed. Either way, I didn’t care. I shoved my hands in my pockets and kept walking.

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