Chapter 130

(A/N: Courtesy of WolfeBorn Senpai.)

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With London five hours ahead of New York, it was late in the evening when Izuku, Historia, and Rebecca's plane touched down. On their way out, they encountered a tall, gentlemanly-looking man with swept-back silver hair, a curly mustache, and a monocle dressed in Butler-like attire, smiling as he held an ornate sign with the name Historia on it. 

"Alphonse~!" exclaimed Historia, beaming as she approached the man and added, "You didn't need to come all this way on my account. Still, I appreciate it greatly."

"It is my delight to be at the service of the Young Mistress," replied Alphonse, crossing his hand over his chest and bowing roughly fifteen degrees. Then, raising his head, he met Izuku's gaze with a grandfatherly smile and added, "And you must be Izuku Midoriya. Allow me to be among the first to welcome you to Britannia."

Though Alphonse's way of referring to Britain was a little archaic, Izuku returned a smile and replied, "I'm certain it will be an enjoyable, or, at the very least, an educational experience."

"On that note, my Mistress welcomes your stay at the Pendragon Estate until your room at the Academy has been prepared," revealed Alphonse, prompting Historia to clap her hands and chime, "An excellent suggestion! We can retire early tonight, and then I can escort Sir Midoriya around the family estate and museum after breakfast!"

"I certainly wouldn't mind a tour of the Pendragon Estate, but I'm afraid it will have to wait," said Izuku, smiling as he directed his gaze to a group of smartly dressed men and women approaching them in black, kevlar-mesh suits and dark sunglasses. More importantly, they were escorting a young woman with a spiky black ponytail, a large bang framing the right side of her face, and sharp black eyes that exuded intelligence as she took broad steps like a supermodel, her well-developed body garbed in fashionable attire that consisted of a flower-patterned white blouse that hung off her shoulders, a frilly red bodice and skirt, and black stockings that balanced the black choker bearing a golden, coin-shaped nameplate with the name Momo on it.

Stepping past Historia's group, Izuku spread his arms slightly and allowed the gorgeous woman to step into his embrace, the two exchanging a brief hug that allowed him to discern a faint vibration emanating from her body.

Releasing his hold on the woman, Izuku adopted a knowing smile before fixing his expression, turning to face Historia's group, and introducing, "This beautiful young lady is Yaoyorozu Momo, the woman I am fortuitous to be affianced."

Folding her hands over her lap and bowing slightly, Momo politely added, "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance," before raising her head and smiling as she surprised everyone but Izuku by revealing, "As I shall be attending Izuku-kun at the Academy, I look forward to getting to know and working alongside you in the future."

"Wait, YOU'RE going to be his attendant?" asked Rebecca, eyes wide in disbelief as she questioned, "But, aren't you the heiress to the Yaoyorozu Logistics and Support Group? If someone of your status and caliber were to attend the Royal Academy as a member of the Service Course, it would completely upend things..."

"This arrangement is supported by my father and grandfather, and the Headmaster of the Royal Academy, Sir Arcturus Pendragon, has already authorized my transfer," stated Momo, amused by the stunned look on Rebecca's face. She originally planned to enroll as an ordinary student, but when she brought the matter to her Grandfather, he told her that if she were going to keep playing the part of Izuku's Secretary/Manager, she might as well enroll in the Service Course to make a statement. That way, when other affluent students and their families learned of the arrangement, they would instinctively regard Izuku as someone equal to or above them in status.

Shaking his head in mock exasperation, Izuku's expression relaxed, his smile softening as he appended, "Regarding the previous topic, I've already made arrangements to reside at one of the Yaoyorozu Family's villas while I'm not at the Academy. The tour of your family's estate will have to wait until a holiday or another occasion when we both have time to spare."

"Then I shall have someone forward Ms. Yaoyorozu my schedule," said Historia, turning to meet Momo's gaze and adding, "Please arrange for us to have tea and lunch at the earliest opportunity. There is much I wish to discuss with Sir Midoriya, but circumstances prevent me from broaching particularly sensitive subjects without due precaution."

Nodding slightly, Momo replied, "If the Lesser Lady Pendragon sends me her schedule, I will arrange things at the earliest convenience."

"Please, call me Arthur," said Historia, leaving Momo momentarily taken aback until Izuku explained, "It's her epithet as the leader of the Round Table. Ms. Schneider's here is Bedivere."

"Ah..." uttered Momo, recovering from her confusion and catching Izuku a little off guard as she questioned, "Does that make you the Green Knight? Or, perhaps, Gawain...?"

With sparkling eyes, Historia remarked, "Your knowledge of the Arthurian Legend is praiseworthy. Unfortunately, while I did consider Gawain as Sir Midoriya's moniker to his and Japan's association with the Sun, his status as a foreigner complicates things. Furthermore..."

Shifting her gaze to Izuku, Historia's smile broadened as she explained, "Even after the advent of Quirks, green is an uncommon and particularly stand-out hair color. For that reason, crass as it may be, I concluded that Green Knight was most befitting of Sir Midoriya. Let us just hope that the one who receives the namesake of Gawain doesn't repeat the mistakes of his forebear."

"If he tries, he'll find my head is much harder to cut off than most," mused Izuku, massaging his neck for emphasis. His words caused Historia's eyes to glisten with even greater intensity, but before they could speak further, Alphonse interjected to politely suggest, "I believe it would be prudent to continue this conversation at a time and location more suitable for lengthy discussions. Our presence is beginning to garner better-avoided attention and curiosity..."

Placing her hand over her chest, Historia followed Alphonse's suggestion, stating, "Then let us part here and reconvene back at the Academy. I look forward to learning alongside and befriending you both."

Returning some parting words of their own, Izuku and Momo waited for Historia's group to depart before leaving in the opposite direction. Momo had prepared a helicopter for them to get an overview of the historic city, but a proper survey would have to wait for a later date as they spent most of the flight over to her family's villa making out. There, Momo showed off the student Maid attire she would be wearing as a student of the Service Course. The skirt was a bit long, extending to her ankles, but once rolled up, it provided a tantalizing view of Momo's very adult panties, perfectly sculpted ass, and the garter belt connecting to her stockings. Thus, after plucking the vibrating anal beads from Momo's ass, Izuku christened the outfit and their new love nest with the peal of her impassioned screams...

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Waking to the sensation of something wet and warm enveloping his cock, Izuku was unsurprised to find Momo bobbing her head up and down from between his bent legs, meeting his gaze as he opened his eyes. She was a 'very' dedicated and dutiful girl, so since the others had trusted her with managing his libido, she was determined to do it well.

Adopting a smile, Izuku placed his hand on Momo's head, causing her eyes to narrow in delight before intensifying efforts. She had never given a deepthroat before, but since Izuku had throat-fucked her while she was bound and immobile with her head suspended off a table, she managed to pull it off and swallow every drop of his semen before rising to a seated position, licking her lips, narrowing her obsidian-black eyes, and sensually intonating, "Good morning...Master..."

"Let's see if we can't make it great," mused Izuku, rising to a seat position before guiding Momo onto her back. She responded by pulling her knees into an M-pose, so Izuku sank his cock into her awaiting interior, enjoying the sensation and the sound of Momo's nasally moan before establishing a slow, steady, conversational rhythm.

"So, what's my itinerary look like...?" asked Izuku, grinning mischievously as Momo started to panic, not expecting him to ask about his schedule in the middle of sex.

While doing her best to restrain her moans, Momo answered, "You...you're supposed to head to the Admission Office at 11 AM. After...a-after that..."

As Izuku gradually picked up his pace, Momo's ability to respond became increasingly compromised. Fortunately, while he thoroughly enjoyed how adorable her reaction was, Izuku wasn't a complete sadist. Before Momo could continue, he abruptly pinned her hands to the bed, sealed her lips with his own, and began pounding her pussy like a jackhammer. She tried to wrap her legs around him by instinct, but when Izuku prevented it with his Black Whip, she willfully spread her legs as wide as possible, relishing each forceful impact...

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"Once we've picked up our Student Badges and IDs from the Admissions Office, there will be a short tour of the campus before you're to meet and introduce yourself to the other students of the Knight Course," explained Momo, sitting atop Izuku's lap as she listed off the events of his itinerary from her tablet.

"Has Historia already sent you her schedule?" asked Izuku, a bit uncertain as they hadn't exchanged contact information.

Nodding in affirmation, Momo revealed, "I received an email this morning via my student inbox. Here, would you like to take a look? I found it to be a bit...unusual, to say the least..."

Receiving the proferred tablet, Izuku immediately understood what Momo found odd. Most of the detailed information about Historia's schedule had been redacted. This included time slots when she was supposed to be in class, so if someone who didn't know her true identity were to take a look at it, they would find it suspicious and confusing.

Since it wasn't his secret to protect, Izuku readily revealed, "Historia is Europe's No. 1 Hero, Pendragon. She likely spends most of her day sitting in front of television and computer screens, monitoring and foiling criminal acts."

Blinking in surprise, Momo remained confused as she asked, "Europe's No. 1 Hero is a schoolgirl? I don't doubt your words, but as I recall, the current Pendragon is Historia's father, who has been active for well over two decades."

"Yeah, she's set to inherit his title once she graduates," revealed Izuku. "But she's already been filling the role for the past six or seven years, at least according to the Principal. All I've confirmed for myself is that she is an exceedingly powerful Quirk user and someone who will play a key role in resolving the MWT Phenomenon."

"I see..." muttered Momo, bringing her hand up to her mouth and nibbling the slightly elongated nail of her right thumb with furrowed brows. Izuku was compelled to ask what she was thinking, but before he could, Momo rang his mind like a gong as she said, "Then we'll need to get her in your harem. Someone with that much power and potential can't be allowed to fall into enemy hands or under external influence..."

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Seeing Izuku's neutral deadpan, Momo stared at him in confusion before adopting an increasingly bashful look as she smiled nervously and asked, "Did I...speak out of turn...?"

Recovering from his momentary stupor, Izuku shook his head and kissed Momo's cheek before saying, "No. I was just a little taken aback as, for a moment, you reminded me of the Principal. As far as adding Historia to my harem is concerned...we'll see how things play out. She's a bit...lacking in certain aspects, but she's certainly cute enough..."

"Aspects like this~?" asked Momo, regaining her smile as she pushed up and gently pressed together her sizeable, immaculately shaped breasts.

"And this..." replied Izuku, sliding his hand to Momo's butt and giving it a playful squeeze. They still had a few hours before they needed to set out for the Academy, so after an impromptu makeout session, Momo showed him around the mansion-sized villa and to the 'dungeon' beneath it...

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