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   Chapter 8: Level 8

[Quest complete Second Base!

Reward: 500 Exp! +1 to charisma for some reason.]

[Achievement unlocked: Straight to Second

Shame she's asleep otherwise this might actually mean something.

Reward: New Skill Unlocked: Sexual Prowess]

[Sexual Prowess, the ability to excite women with your sexual skills.

Current Bonus: -9.99x10^13]

[Congratulations! You have leveled up! You are now a lvl 2 Harem Protagonist!

You really leveled up by groping the boobs of a sleeping girl, huh]

Izuku blinked he was aware of the notifications in much the same way that he was aware that he was just now waking up. And that he was very much not alone in bed. He knew this because of where one of his hands were which were currently on the black haired beauty that was sleeping soundly in front of him. She looked so peaceful in her button up pajamas shirt hair free about her head.

And his hand on her right breast. It was soft, smooth, full, large, wonderful, sensual, sexy, fun, splendid. And very bouncy. Partially out of shock, partially out of curiosity, but mostly out of pure teenage hormones he squeezed just once and moved her breast just once. Playing with Momo's breast, or rather just touching a girl in that way was more than just fun, it felt like he had done something amazing.

Momo let out a cute moan and he found her hardened nipple between his pinky and ring finger.

"Izuku." Itsuka's voice was quick, nearly a whisper, and behind him. He felt her move on the bed that apparently all three of them were in, her hand sliding free from his waist. To be planted firmly between him and Momo. She got up, pinning him to the bed, green eyes sparked with malice in the early morning light. She was mad. "Why are you groping Momo's boob?"

Izuku looked at her, the pajama shirt itsuka had on was loose on her and went all the way down her thighs, making her look pantless. She had nice legs. Then he looked over to his hand where he accidentally squeezed Momo again.

"Good question." He looked up at the cat ears on top of her head. "Why are you a cat girl?"

XXXX

Midday yesterday.

Momo leaned over his shoulder, a soft smile on her face as she gingerly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Her eyes were locked onto what he should be looking at. His study material. But he was rather preoccupied by the fact that he was having a rapidly growing crush on Momo that was only being made worse by how bad he was crushing on Itsuka.

He did not have enough game to like two girls at the same time! He barely had enough to like one! Let alone two, that were so far out of his league!

[You are now self aware]

Izuku looked over to Itsuka who was diligently scribbling in her note book with a granola bar in one hand as she occasionally spun her pencil around or even used it as a drumstick at times, it looked like she was lost in her own world. So far her and Momo had been taking turns helping each other and helping him. It really felt like he was nothing but a burden to the group.

[You are now enlightened, if you continue this trend, you may reach Nirvana in record time]

Momo's chest brushed against his shoulder for just a moment - a moment he wouldn't forget any time soon - and she pulled away. Her cheeks turning a soft pink as she did her grey eyes meeting his for a moment. "Sorry."

"Huh?" he asked for no real reason. Mostly because the sensation of her touch on his shoulder was still drowning out at least five of his six senses. That and his brain was at least partially fried because of the math problem he was doing. Wait, did he get it so wrong that she was apologizing? "Did I do that badly?"

"Huh?" Momo looked back down to his paper and gave a small jump. "Oh! No, that's not it at all Izuku, Uhh, lets see, here, you did all the steps right, but you got the order of magnitude wrong. Let me just, oh! I see, you got the conversion between Gev and Mev wrong; it's ten to the negative three."

"Oh!" He looked down at his homework and let out a happy sigh. At least that was easy to fix. "So if I just-"

He made a small correction to the problem then looked at Momo again. She was smiling now, all sparkles and joy written on her face.

"Yes, that's the stuff great job Izuku, you've made excellent strides today."

[Quest: Three Way Study Session complete!

You have earned 250 Exp!

Momo Yaoyorozu has earned 750 Exp!

Itsuka Kendo has earned 750 Exp!

You have gained +1 intelligence]

[Level up! Momo Yaoyorozu is now a lvl 7 Cleric!]

"Woo!" Itsuka flung her arms back and rolled out of her chair and onto the ground. A moment later she was on her feet and bouncing. "Alright, that's a good time for a break!"

"Wait, why did we get so much more experience than Izuku?" Momo tilted her head to the side. "He did just as much work as we did."

"It's my class, Harem Protagonist, remember? You guys get a bunch of extra experience when I have it. Still better than being a weakling." Izuku stood as well; he was not going to let that drag him down though! They just spent like six hours studying so now it was time to enjoy himself and spend time with his friends. "And according to Itsuka, you also get a bonus when you're training someone so that's probably why."

Itsuka looked at her hand for a moment counting on her fingers before she let out an annoyed grunt. "Aww man, the bonuses don't compound. Would have been amazing if they did. But speaking of bonuses, let's see if we can get you a rank or two in cooking."

"Wait, really? What if my food does something weird again?"

Itsuka jumped over to him and grabbed onto his arm. "You're not getting out of this, Izuku, the only way for you to get better is by doing. And this time, we're going to game the system and you're going to be teaching us how to cook."

"I am?"

"He is?"

Itsuka nodded and grabbed onto Momo's arm as well. "Yep! And I know the perfect thing for us to try and cook. Pasta with sauce, should be fun and easy. Now lead us to the kitchen, Momo."

Momo's kitchen wasn't as large as he would of thought, while it was certainly a lot bigger most kitchens he'd seen (besides the cooking class they still went too) but rather it just felt large enough, there were multiple ovens, sinks, stove tops and a fridge that was bigger than some closest. Various utensils were in drawers, hanging on hooks, and more than a few giant pots were visible.

"Woah, do you guys have your own chef?" Itsuka asked looking around the kitchen with an open mouth.

Momo gave a slight cough and straightened her skirt a bit. "Yes actually, he was rather grateful when I told him that he'd be having the night off. I think cooking just for me frustrates him because he can't get the portions right."

"Because of your quirk right?" Izuku asked grabbing one of the smaller pans. He didn't know if it was used for anything specifically but it looked like it could cook noodles. Which was probably true for basically all pots, and maybe some bowls.

Momo nodded and adjusted her red framed glasses. "That's right, I use the lipids in my body to create items, so when I end up trying to train my quirk, I need to eat more."

"Your quirk is really amazing Momo, you can make just about anything you'd need for a situation." Izuku looked in the lower drawers and found a smaller pan, could this be used for sauce? And this one for the uhh whatever meat they were going to use?

"Thank you I-"

"Wait." Itsuka stepped in between them touching her chin and nodding to herself. "I think I have a great idea." She spun and grabbed onto Momo's hands and held them together. "Momo. I want you to try and make a spatula for Izuku."

"Uhh why?"

"Let me finish. I want you to make him a special spatula, one that's magical and like gives him plus ten thousand to cooking skills."

Momo sighed and shook her head. "I don't think it works that way. I can only make items that I know how to make and I-"

"Just try okay? I have a good feeling about this." Itsuka looked over to him and winked an ear to ear grin on her face.

"Fine, but I-" Momo closed her eyes and let out a breath but then shook her head back in surprise.

Itsuka jumped and shook Momo's arms in excitement. "Well? Did it work."

"No, well, yes, its saying my level isn't high enough, and that the requirements aren't met." Momo blinked and then looked at Izuku, her mouth falling open slightly. "I think our quirks are compatible."

"That's good." Izuku nodded, not entirely certain if he was holding a lid or a sauce pan. "Does that mean you can make magic items?"

"Yes! I think so. Give me a moment, I'm going to try something simpler." Momo let out a breath and grabbed onto her upper arm. A few moments later a spatula handle appeared out of her arm and slowly grew outwards. When it was complete Momo took a step and nearly fell over, only for Itsuka to hold onto her tighter. "Woah, that takes a lot out of me."

"Maybe you ran out of Mana or something?" Itsuka laughed, and helped Momo stay on her feet. She grabbed the plain metal spatula and looked at it, her smile growing wider by the second. "It worked, here."

[Minor Magic Spatula of Cooking.

+1 bonus for each rank in cooking you have, maximum +10

Hidden Effect unlocked by Harem Protagonist class: Bonus doubled when cooking for a girl.

Created by Momo Yaoyorozu]

[Would you like to equip Minor Magic Spatula of Cooking?

Doing so will bind it to you.

Yes/No.]

Hey he had both options! That was surprisingly rare. He hit yes and suddenly realized he had the wrong pots out. Like, all of them; what was the thinking getting out a stock pan for pasta? Let alone thinking about doing the meat in a wok. And was he really going to use a French Oven on the stove?

Oh wow, the bonus really did work.

[Achievement Unlocked: Magic Item Equipped

And it's a Spatula!

Reward: Quick Swap Weapon.]

He held onto the spatula and tried to picture what quick swapping would be. Was it just changing out what he had with something else? The spatula vanished instantly. And he forgot all of the names of the pans. Wait, so if he could swap them he could~ The spatula appeared again.

[Izuku Midoriya: I just unlocked Quick Swap Weapon, so uhh, I think that means you might be able to swap between items. It makes one vanish, so do you think you can figure it out Itsuka?

Itsuka Kendo: Ooh that sounds neat. Hmm, I wonder if.]

"Itsuka!~" Momo screeched from the dining room. "What are you doing?"

"Sorry, I wanted to see if a person is counted as a weapon." Itsuka laughed.

[Momo Yaoyorozu: Please don't do that, I'm still a bit light headed from making the spatula.

Itsuka Kendo: Fine, but I figured if it might only work on magic items.

Momo Yaoyorozu: Then why grab me first?

Itsuka Kendo: Because you and Izuku are the most magical things I can grab! And you're both technically handheld for me.

Momo Yaoyorozu: /

Itsuka Kendo: Hey, I got rep for that.

Momo Yaoyorozu: You most certainly did not!

Itsuka Kendo: Bleh, none of these items are letting me swap them. Hmm, Maybe it's because I'm a monk and I need like nunchucks or something?

Momo Yaoyorozu: No. No matter how cute you look while begging, I'm not going to make you a set of Nunchucks. Magical or not.

Momo Yaoyorozu: No.

Momo Yaoyorozu: No! You'll break something! Besides I'm tired!

Izuku Midoriya: Uhh, it did say that it was bound to me, so maybe it only works with bound items?

Momo Yaoyorozu: No!

Momo Yaoyorozu: Sorry Izuku, Itsuka is being, extra Itsuka right now.

Izuku Midoriya: What's she doing?

Itsuka Kendo: You can be my best man, Izuku!]

Izuku looked down at the mostly prepared meal before him, the sauce was simmering, the noodles boiling and the meatballs were frying. Maybe he should have made more for Momo, but maybe there was a chance that this pasta would fully restore her stamina. He could just make her desert if she was still hungry.

But first to see what those two were up too. Taking a step to the side, Izuku looked out the open door frame that separated the kitchen, Momo was sitting down at the table head in her hands and rolling her eyes at Itsuka. Who was down on one knee pinching some of her hair so it looked like a ring.

"You two are dorks."

[Momo Yaoyorozu: She's the one being a dork.]

"Yep!" Itsuka stood and let go of her hair. "But still, I think it either needs to be a real weapon, something magical, or soulbound."

"Soul bound?"

"I meant bound!" And now she was red in the face.

[Momo Yaoyorozu: You know we both know you're a giant video game nerd, right? You can stop being embarrassed about it.

Izuku Miroriya: Why are you using this to talk?]

Momo lifted her head up from the table blinked once and shrugged. "Too hungry."

"Alright, I'll go finish up the food then."

[Item: Pasta of Plenty

Category: Food (Actually edible, Consumable.

+5 Sauciness

+2 Tomato

+ 1 mess

50% chance to change hair color to a random color for eight hours.

+25% Hp recovery

+50% Stamina recovery

+ 5 Fiber

+ 4 Sleepy

+ Well fed bonus

Created by Izuku Midoriya.]

The moment the plate was in front of Momo, she dove in without the slightest regard for manners eagerly taking saucy fork fulls of pasta and meatballs. Every bite she took made her look happier with each moment and after the first two bites she paused just long enough to savor it, hand on her cheek and eyes fluttering. "This is really good Izuku. Thank you."

[+50 reputation with Momo Yaoyorozu. The path to a girls heart is right through her stomach. Especially Momo's.]

[+50 reputation with Momo Yaoyorozu. She really likes this.]

"It does smell good," Itsuka hummed prodding her plate with her fork for a moment. "And I'm not seeing any random effect that'll turn me into something embarrassing. But the hair color thing is weird. Still at least we know what might happen. Welp, here's to having seaweed green hair like you, Izuku." Itsuka winked and took a large bite of her pasta. Her eyes went wide and she stomped her feet. "Oh wow, I thought Momo was just talking through her stomach! This is great!"

"Really?" He felt his cheeks burning at the praise. Normally his food just taste alright, even the sandwiches were just plain old sandwiches. Could the pasta be that amazing? Maybe that spatula really did improve his cooking skill. Well it did help him know what pans to use. He took a single bite and smiled. Sauce, noodles, cheese, meat, all blended together to make something good. Better than good!

There was little talk around the dining table as all three of them were too busy stuffing their faces.

"Izuku, I must insist that you cook for us more. That was simply amazing." Momo sighed slinking back into her chair. "I honestly feel like that was the most fulfilling meal I've ever had. I feel so much better after that."

"Hey, Momo, you look good as a redhead you know." Itsuka pointed her fork towards Momo, a few more bites of her own pasta sat on her plate.

"Red?" Momo pulled on one of her bangs and blinked at the now vibrant red hair that replaced her usual rich black hair. Despite the color change her hair was still looked as smooth and silky as ever. Momo sighed, and smiled. "I've always wanted to try dying my hair, so now I get to see what red hair is like for a day, thank you Izuku. How does it look?"

Beautiful, amazing, stunning, basically every word that he could normally use to describe Momo. "It looks good on you."

And her soft smile just made her look all the more stunning.

Momo gasped and giggled pointing towards Itsuka.

"Huh?" Itsuka looked and grabbed her ponytail. It was white. White as snow that just made her green eyes pop like a stubborn flower blooming out from the snow. It looked exoctic on her. "What? Aww man, Momo get's an awesome red and I turn into a grandma?"

"Hey, don't be like that. It looks good on you. Like you uhh went into a super combat mode."

[+50 reputation with Itsuka Kendo. Yes. She is that easy.]

[+50 reputation with Itsuka Kendo. She liked to food too.]

"You're right, I should go home and tell my dad I've become enlightened!" Itsuka stood, hands on her hips. She then glared at him. "And no fair, your hair didn't change color."

[Harem Protagonist Special Ability Activated]

Huh? That…. That didn't sound good.

Not at all.

Thunder range out from the outside and a heavy downpour began to bang against the windows that once let in the sunshine.

Ahh, his quirk could create thunderstorms. Why?

And what did that after do with being a harem protagonist?

The door to the dining hall slammed open and a stern looking man with a bald head and grey hair on the fringes walked in, his thin black mustache twitching in annoyance and his brow was furrowed. All in all, he looked to be the most butlery butler to ever butler in the history of blutery. His head and overcoat was wet from the recent rain. "Miss Momo, I uhh, what ever happened to your hair?"

"Oh, uhh, don't worry about that, it's temporary." Momo blushed sinking into her chair.

"Right, well, I've come to inform you." Thunder rang out once more. "It appears as though a sudden rainstorm has struck us, additionally, it appears the nearest train station has been shut down due to unexpected flooding. I have come to inform you that I'm willing to transport your guests directly to their homes."

"I have a better idea." Itsuka stood up and smiled. "Since we're stuck here anyways, well kinda, why don't we have a sleep over. That way we can get some extra studying in, Izuku can make breakfast in the morning, and we can study a bit more tomorrow; it'll save time overall."

"A sleepover?" The butler grunted and glared at Izuku. "With a boy?"

Momo however stood, eyes sparkling and an excited aura surrounding her. "A sleepover? Like a slumber party? I've always wanted to have one."

The butler let out a sigh. "Very well then, I shall prepare the guest chambers."

"Guest chambers?" Itsuka spun and walked over to the butler. "Just one for Izuku, if that's alright, I'll sleep in Momo's room."

"Certainly, Miss Itsuka." The butler bowed.

"Hey, is your name, Alfred Pennyworth?" Itsuka asked her long white hair bouncing with her.

"No," The butler said curtly before leaning down and smiling at Itsuka. "However I would be flattered if you were to call me as such, Master Bruce."

For a moment, it appeared as though Itsuka quirk had extended into her smile with how large it was. "Very well, Alfred, we're going to need some popcorn and several of your best action movies."

'Alfred' bowed. "Very well, Master Bruce, I shall see that everything is set up for you."

Momo leaned in close to him, eyes locked onto Itsuka and 'Alfred'. With her normal black hair Momo was a beauty without a doubt, but it was the classical kind of beauty, the kind that would be seen at a party wearing a stunning dress. But the red hair on her was downright seductive. "Is it just me or is it really easy to make Itsuka happy?"

"Weren't you the one that was practically jumping at the idea of a sleepover two seconds ago?"

Momo gave a pout that lasted only a few moments before she smiled twirling some of her hair. "Well, I've just never had a sleepover before, it sounded fun."

Izuku nodded, he only had a few sleepovers when he was a kid. "I think Itsuka is going to do her best to make sure it's as fun as can be."

XXXX

Izuku laid in the impossibly comfortable bed of Momo's guest room, the now soft rain lulling him into a cozy sleep, his body was dead tired from hanging out with the girls so much. His eyes focused in on the soft green light of the digital clock, it was way past midnight. He really should at least try to go to sleep. But it was hard he couldn't remember the last time he had this much fun in a single night.

So this was what it was like having friends huh? Maybe they'd be able to have more study sessions like this in the future. After his training with All Might was less time consuming, that is.

He held up his hand and swapped to his spatula. Where did it go when he swapped it out? Still this was easily one of the more useful aspects of his quirks. And Momo opened up a whole new field of possibility.

Oh, right, Momo leveled up, right? Maybe he should check on their status?

[Status: Itsuka kendo. Lvl 10 Monk. Big ass Fist Style

Strength: Could break you with a pinky

Dexterity: Doesn't need to dodge because the bricks would run away

Constitution: Probably powered by pure dorkiness and happiness

Intelligence: Literally the only thing stopping her from being a big dumb fighter is the fact that she's smart and has a smoking hot body.

Wisdom: She knows when you are peaking, she knows when you are perving, so you better watch out, Itsuka is beating and she's kicking your ass twice

Charisma: D Can pull off white hair.

Feats: 1]

[Status: Momo Yaoyorozu. Lvl 7 Cleric of Creation.

Strength: Has Alfred

Dexterity: She can probably put a foot behind her head. With help.

Constitution: Has an iron stomach so can eat whatever monstrocity you put in front of her.

Intelligence: Smartest person in every room she enters. Still can't fucking cook.

Wisdom: Will eat whatever you put in front of her.

Charisma: E. She's fucking loaded and has Alfred.

Unspent Attribute points: 3

Unspent Skill points: 6

Feats 1]

Huh, so it really was getting a feat every seven levels. That made sense. He just needed to get a feat and he'd be able to find out what exactly they were. Hopefully they were powerful or more interesting that skills. And hopefully his wasn't just limited to cooking. He had a feeling they were. Was his quirk obsessed with food or something?

Izuku let out a yawn and rolled over in the bed. To bad he couldn't make his quirk a burger or something. Maybe it was just grumpy because it was hungry? Could quirks get hungry? If they couldn't his probably could. It was just so weird. And a bit of a jerk. And sometimes useless, so why wouldn't it be able to be hungry?

As he was finally falling asleep Izuku thought he saw another message appear.

[Harem Protagonist Special Ability Activated]

[Summoning Izuku Midoriya]

XXXX

That morning.

Itsuka's orange cat tail flipped in annoyance and her green eyes narrowed at him. She grabbed his hand, the one that was practically glued to Momo's breast and pulled it over to his side. "I'm going to assume this has something to do with your quirk." Her ears twitched. "So, answer me honestly Izuku, do you know what caused this?"

Her voice was just louder than a whisper and she had a vice grip on his wrist.

"I think. Same with the rain. My, uhh, class, I didn't want to tell you because it sounds really bad, but it increases the chance for accidentally perverted things to happen. So I, uhh, didn't want to worry you. Sorry."

"Hmm," Her eyes narrowed, tongue grazing her lips for a second. "Next time tell me. I know how weird your quirk is. We could have done something to mitigate this."

"My quirk changed the weather and flooded a station."

"Fair." Her tail flicked again. She rolled over to the side of him, facing him. Her green eyes sparkling. She moved his hand and placed in on top of his head. "Now pet my ears."

"Huh?" They were really really soft.

He could practically see her blush despite the dim light. "My ears dummy, Its uhh, your quirk, it's making me want them rubbed, so, just do it." She pressed her face into his chest and wrapped her arms around him. "And I'll make sure you don't do anything else perverted."

"I'm still in bed with you and Momo though."

"We'll deal with it later."

"But-"

"Later."

He sighed and continued to rub Itsuka's ears. It was strangely therapeutic. Though, really the best part of it was her holding onto him like this. Was this cuddling? It felt like cuddling. Itsuka nuzzled into him and one of her legs moved to be wrapped around his. He could feel her chest pressed into his stomach.

This was nice, really nice.

[+50 relationship with Itsuka Kendo]

Maybe he and Itsuka could do this some other time? As friends.

[You have inflicted Friend Zone onto yourself. She's literally purring and holding onto you while you sleep. 1+1 you fucking knob.]

Wait. If his quirk could do things like control the weather, and all the other impossible things, what if it was making Itsuka and Momo be friendly towards him?

A pit formed in his stomach.

AN: 4.5k words, longest chapter I've written in months. and it's like pure fluff! Hope you all enjoyed this chapter!