Chapter 159

(A/N: "This chapter is brought to you by Sil3nt!" Dumbledore said calmly.)

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[September 23rd, 2149]

With Momo having morning duty, Izuku gave her the usual three-piece, extra dip combo before they spent quality time chatting and relaxing in the bath. He was a bit surprised to learn that Alissa had shared one of the 'commemorative photos' they had taken with the Pussycats to the group chat before she even spoke to anyone, but it was mostly a positive thing as everyone readily complimented and welcomed her before discussing the possibility of doing other 'themed' events in the future.

"Speaking of special events..." muttered Izuku, gently kneading Momo's nipples as he asked, "Anything you wanted to do today, birthday girl? I've made a few plans, but I don't mind putting them on the back burner if you have something else in mind."

Adopting a broad smile, Momo, eyes closed as she enjoyed having her nipples played with, softly but heatedly replied, "I'm perfectly happy just being able to spend time with you like this. The others aren't able to, so it would be exceedingly selfish of me to expect, much less ask for me..."

"You are so unbelievably precious..." whispered Izuku, embracing Momo's body and resting his cheek atop her head. Momo adjusted her position to begin kissing him in response, so the two enjoyed each others' company a while longer before getting out of the bath. Then, once they were back in the bedroom, Izuku presented her with the first of three presents he had prepared, a rhodium-plated vermilium engagement ring he had designed, manufactured, and engraved himself using the seventh floor's production facility. Momo teared up upon receiving it, but once she learned that her second gift was being trapped with him for twenty-four hours, she wasted no time pouncing to 'repay' him...

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Checking his cell phone while Momo slumbered contentedly beside him, using his shoulder as a pillow, Izuku smiled and whispered, "It's time to get up and receive your final present..."

Stirring in response to Izuku's voice, Momo curled up, nestling closer to him as she faintly responded, "If I get any happier, I might float away to space..."

"Luckily, we're underground," mused Izuku, kissing the top of Momo's head and adding, "The ceiling and, if necessary, my Black Qhip will keep you from drifting too far..."

Smiling happily, Momo kissed Izuku's left pectoral before rising sluggishly and stretching her body with a protracted, sensual 'Nnn~.' Afterward, she looked back at him with a dreamy-eyed expression and asked, "What's my final present...?" while reaching, almost instinctually, for his cock.

"For that, we need to get dressed," replied Izku, causing Momo's brain to momentarily stall as she expected her final present to be related to S&M play. Izuku was the one to suggest they take a break and rest, so after a fairly long nap, Momo fully expected to spend the rest of the evening and much of the following morning in leather bindings and a gag.

Seeing through Momo's thoughts, Izuku exhaled a throaty chuckle and rose to a seated position. Then, after grabbing the back of her head and pulling her in for a kiss, he lovingly caressed the side of her face and, with his most smoldering look, whispered, "I've already bound you for life...no need to rush things..."

After punctuating his words with an impromptu makeout session, Izuku gave the game away a bit by having Momo change into her UA uniform, donning his own, and leading her to the twelfth floor's hard-light combat sim room. It was a prototype combat chamber that was supposed to be able to simulate combat against various monsters and even Pro Heroes, but when Izuku and Momo stepped into the darkened room, the lights abruptly turned on as a cacophony of voices shouted, "Surprise! Happy Birthday Momo-chan~!"

Covering her mouth with both hands and tearing up, Momo sobbingly muttered, "Everyone..." as the room was filled with the girls of Class 1-A, everyone staying at the compound, and, somewhat surprisingly, the girls of Class 1-B and a handful of female Pros. The presence of the last two groups gave Izuku a foreboding feeling, but since Chiyo and Eri were also present, the latter wearing a cute red dress and a party hat, he convinced himself they were just there for the festive atmosphere.

With an identical chamber existing back at UA, courtesy of Melissa, the girls of Class 1-A were able to trade hugs and drag Momo away by pulling the hand of her hard-light counterpart from their side. Some were more interested in interacting with Izuku, but since it was Momo's special day and he had other people to greet, even Toga was on her best behavior for the time being.

After following the girls' departure with a contented smile, Izuku shifted his focus to the group of Pro Heroines, immediately meeting the gaze of the bronze-skinned bunny girl at their center. Her pregnancy didn't show yet, even in her revealing Hero Costume, but Izuku couldn't help feeling a surge of heat and emotion as he and Rumi simply stared at each other for several seconds.

Sneaking up from behind Izuku, though he could sense her approach, Nemuri grabbed his arm and said, "What are you just standing around here for? Let's go over and greet everyone~"

Though he smiled wryly, Izuku allowed himself to be pulled along by Nemuri until he was in front of the group of female Pros. Some of them were technically Sidekicks, but that was because they preferred working under established Pros, not because they lacked the skills to make it on their own.

Having promised not to make a scene, Rumi remained uncharacteristically silent as Nemuri introduced Ryuko Tatsuma, Sarah Claire, Moe Kamiji, Mai Yamane, Kaoroku Awata, and Emiru Koshimizu, better known by their Hero Names: Ryukyu, Clair Voyance, Burnin, Uwabami, Bubble Girl, and Sirius. Nezu had 'scouted' them as temps after they inquired about the drastic increase in the performances of Ochaco, Tsuyu, Mina, Kyouka, Toru, and Toga during their Work Studies. In other words, though no one came out and said it directly, they were each Heroines who were willing to let Izuku bone them to increase their power or, in Uwabami's case, have her beauty restored using Eri's.

As Nezu had previously broached the subject of 'disseminating' his power through various Agencies, a proposition he had ultimately green-lit, Izuku wasn't overly surprised by the presence of the six Pros. The plan was that he would raise their individual Bond Levels to the minimum threshold, add them to his Party, and that was that. He 'could' pursue them or attempt to convince them to join his harem, but some of them, unsurprisingly, were in serious or committed relationships. They agreed to Nezu's terms because they believed it would aid them and allow them to help more people when the breaches reached Japan, so if any managed to acquire a Bond Level of 80+ 'without' having to spread their legs, Izuku was expected and had promised to add them to the Party without a fuss...

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Observing Izuku's somewhat awkward interaction with the Pros through one of his many computer monitors, most of which tracked stock trends, Nezu smiled and sipped tea from his coffee cup. He knew Izuku had him saved as 'Best Wingman' in his phone, so he quite enjoyed seeing how his young protege reacted to his various surprises.

"Now, where was I~?" mused Nezu, setting aside his cup, which bore the moniker Izuku had assigned him, before getting serious. He had spent the past few decades ensuring he had 'consequential' holdings in every major public and privately traded company, so when he received news that the heir of the Acton Foundation, a would-be Hero, had been assaulting his classmate without consequences for years, two thoughts crossed Nezu's mind. The first was, 'As expected from humans...' while the latter was, 'I'm going to enjoy crushing them.'

As the Acton Foundation prided itself as a charity and relief organization that sponsored and invested in similar organizations, its reputation was its livelihood. Roman's actions becoming public knowledge wasn't that big a deal, but if it were learned that his parents had enabled him, it would be a scandal of international proportions. An injunction had been put into place to quash Alissa's police report and conceal her medical records, but since those in positions of power and authority had a vested interest in keeping dirt on one another, it was a simple matter for Nezu to gather and compile an indisputable amount of evidence. He then just needed to contact those the evidence belonged to, as there had to be a reason they were holding onto it, and voila. Over the span of a single evening, most of Britain's self-titled 'elite' were keen to tear the Acton Family and their Foundation apart without mercy.

Under normal circumstances, Nezu would have used the dirt he acquired on the Acton Foundation as leverage to force them into a compromise. In this particular situation, however, there was more to be gained by seeing the organization crumble as it would serve as an example to others while creating an opportunity for the Yaoyorozu Family to greatly strengthen its influence in the West. Momo's parents and Grandfather had already entered into discussions with Arcturus and Julianna to discuss Historia's all-but-inevitable engagement to Izuku, so they would likely enter a joint-subsidiary agreement to absorb the Acton Foundation's assets and form a committee to oversee a merger between several smaller companies to fill as much of the power vacuum created before others could get a piece of the pie.

Fortunately for the extended members of the Acton Family, Nezu wasn't a 'complete' monster. He would never go as far as some humans to ruin the lives of others, so instead of airing out all their dirty laundry directly, Nezu gave Roman's father, the CEO of the Action Foundation, an opportunity in the form of an ultimatum. He could retract Roman's status as his heir, hold him under house arrest, and purposely crash the Acton Foundation's value by initiating a liquidation and buying back all publically traded stocks. This would completely ruin him, but by paying back as many of his investors as he could, he could secure himself enough goodwill to potentially rebuild if he was willing to make a few additional 'concessions.' The alternative was still being ruined, but since he would lose all of his investors' money in the process, he would never recover and would likely spend the rest of his life in prison...

Thus, delighted that Izuku had created a situation where he was able to engage in one of his favorite pastimes, ruining wealthy and self-titled elite families, Nezu's Bond Level finally pushed over the 80 threshold he would need to become a member of the former's Party...

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"Are you sure about this...?" asked Izuku, more than willing to try new things but feeling slightly...disconcerted by the precedent he and Rumi were about to set.

"Well, I can't come to you directly, so shut your trap and hold still..." said Rumi, positioning herself over Izuku's dick before lowering her hips with a sensual, relieved 'Haaaaaaaaa~." It wasn't nearly as good as the real deal, but since the size and shape were the same, she leaned forward, placed her hands on Izuku's shoulders, and began raising and lowering her hips with 'vigor.'

Contrasting Rumi, who was able to get off comparably easy with the dick of his hard-light self, Izuku basically just felt heat sliding up and down his shaft as her projection wasn't designed to simulate the texture, pressure, and moisture of her pussy. It didn't feel terrible, but it was nowhere near the level of a flesh and blood woman. More importantly...

"Oh, come on...!" exclaimed Rumi, her intensifying movements causing the hard-light construct on her end to break. Even on maximum settings, they were about as durable as ceramic, so there was no way Izuku's hard-light counterpart could endure Rumi's passion when her bed required hydraulic dampeners not to shatter the floorboards and foundation beneath it.

Before Izuku could say anything, Rumi's hard-light construct grabbed his head, squeezing it hard enough that her fingers began to crack like glass as she heatedly expressed, "I'm coming to London. I'll fucking run across the ocean and all of Asia if I have to..."

Instead of attempting to convince her otherwise, Izuku returned a smile, smacked her hard-light constructs ass, and replied, "Just get your ass over here..." before the feed abruptly cut off from her end, leaving him with her laggy projection still impaled on his dick...

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(A/N: Nezu might not be running around in the streets, but he's definitely a Hero (O w O)...)