[Summoning Nejire Hado]
Izuku looked up. He had girls teleported on him enough times to know exactly where his quirk was going to put Nejire. Directly above him. He spread his legs, lowered his center of gravity and opened his arms. For once he was going to be cool and actually catch the person before they fell.
He was aware of her character box appearing below Momo's in the party hud.
[Nejire Hado. Lvl 21 Nejire, Hadoken Spammer]
Stats later, catch girl first.
[Nejire Hado has been summoned.
Enjoy.]
She had long blue hair that reached her hips in a long loose spiral, a figure that was an impossible mix of cute and sexy contained in a pure white bikini. And a face that was just absolutely adorable, and her eyes were a sky blue with a star like white center. He really should be thanking his quirk, all three of the most beautiful women he'd ever met were in his party.
"I got you!" Izuku shouted spreading his arms before Nejire fell. But she didn't.
"Huh?" Nejire flipped in the sky like she was swimming and fluttered down towards him. Oh, she could fly. She got up really close to him, one finger on her cheek, a question humming on her smile and eyes delving for answers. "So that's what that button did. But what is this? Where am I? How did I get such a cute bikini? Why can I see your name? Why are you a Harem Protagonist? Am I a part of a harem?"
[You have taken 5 points of Mental Fatigue Damage from Nejire Hado.]
Izuku tried to open his mouth, but he didn't even know where to start. "Uhh, well, this is my quirk?"
"Being cute? You're kind of cute you know? Oh hey, they're cute too! Wait!" Nejire gasped and nyoomed over the water dragging one hand along the surface as she made a beeline for Itsuka and Momo.
Hehe, a girl called him cute.
[You're not getting an achievement for that]
Izuku waded towards the girls in the warm, waist deep water of the dungeon; that was just the first boss, right? Were there more? Or what? Maybe they had a break? There wasn't an objective timer. Were they stuck here? Honestly he wouldn't put it past his quirk. They did not think this through.
"Nejire?" Momo asked, trying to get some kind of sauce off of her while Itsuka just stood there looking like an angry, wet, sauce covered, cat. "It's been a while, good to see you."
"Hmm?" Nejire tilted her head looking up at Momo. Of the three girls, Nejire was the shortest, while Momo was quite tall, it looked like Itsuka had an inch on the new girl. But that was only exaggerated by Nejire leaning forward to look at things. "Oh! Momo, right? You're a lot taller than you were when you were a first year!"
"And bigger!" Nejire said to Momo's boobs. "You're so big."
"Yes, well, hopefully I'm done growing." Momo sighed and gave a soft laugh. "But, what are you doing here?"
"That's what I should be asking! I was in the dorms being bored out of my mind while studying then all of a sudden I get this weird thingy in my face asking if I wanted to join Izuku's party! I thought it sounded like fun so I said yes! Next thing I know I'm here and I'm wearing this super cute bikini! Oh! Yours is cute too and-"
Nejire turned towards Itsuka, looked the girl up and down and then stuck her finger on some of the sauce. With no hesitation, Nejire popped her finger into her mouth and hummed. "Ooh, Tartar sauce? Are we having a beach barbecue?"
[Bonus Objective: Cook a meal
Cove of Temptation will end in 2h 30m]
"Ooh! That's neat! I guess we are having a barbecue!" Nejire hummed and looked at Itsuka again. "And you're Itsuka? Is the name tag thingy right? Aren't monks supposed to be bald?"
"Yeah it's right," Itsuka finally smiled. "I'm Itsuka, I'm also not normally covered in sauce. It's nice to meet you Nejire, and welcome to the party, or more specifically Izuku's quirk. It's like a video game."
"Oooooh, that makes sense." Nejire nodded. Then stopped and looked towards Izuku. "Wait, no it doesn't. So are we in a video game? Am I a video game character? I'm confused."
Nejire was close, so close, how was she flying like that? Why was she still getting closer? And why did she have such pretty eyes? Izuku swallowed and took a step back, almost tripping and falling back into the warm water that was lapping at his knees. Strange, shouldn't there be a lot more sauce stuff in the water? It looked like most of it was just sticking to Itsuka. "Uhh, Momo? Do you think you can take Itsuka to the bath? I think I need to catch Nejire up. Well, as best I can. I really don't know what's happening either."
Momo nodded and grabbed onto Itsuka's arm. "Sure thing."
"And here I was hoping to get some kind of a shrimp bonus." Itsuka mumbled as Momo dragged her away.
"Oooh a bath? That sounds like fun." Nejire shot up in the air and joined the two girls as they made their way into the house. He was fairly certain that she didn't stop asking questions even when they got inside.
At least Momo was taking it in stride.
Great, now he off loaded explaining things to Nejire and helping Itsuka get clean onto Momo.
"Well, the least I could do is start cooking." Armed with his magic spatula, Izuku scoured the beach for a few ingredients that stood out when he used the item. Was it an effect of the spatula itself or would he gain this ability when he gained enough cooking ranks? It was surprisingly useful so far. Especially since he actually beat the boss because of it.
Most of the items he found were common quality or above, a few superior, but nothing near the rarity of the legendary ingredient that the boss dropped. The question was, did he save that or did he use it now? Could he use it now? Legendary probably needed higher ranks than he had. A lot more. But who knows, sometimes there was low level legendary stuff.
Besides, it was literally just cooking.
[Momo Yaoyorozu: Here, let me open it for you. Alright Nejire, try thinking.
Nejire Hado: Thinking?
Nejire Hado: !
Nejire Hado: OMG!
Nejire Hado: this is amazing!
Nejire Hado: How does it work? Can I send pictures! Oh!
Itsuka Kendo: uhh what?
Nejire Hado has sent a picture.]
It was a picture of Momo washing Itsuka's back. They were both wearing their swimsuits, but it was good to know that they could send pictures. And that he could just remember this if he ever wanted to see them in bikinis again.
[Nejire Hado: Score!
Itsuka Kendo: Gah! What the hell! Nejire take that down!
Momo Yaoyorozu: Huh, I'm surprised that worked. But please don't do that without asking, Nejire.
Nejire Hado: Okay! Sorry. But you two just look so cute! Wait, is there a mirror?
Nejire Hado has sent a picture.
Nejire Hado: Nice! This is a lot better than using my phone!]
The photo was of Nejire posing in the bathroom wearing her white bikini and striking a victory pose.
And that was another thing he was going to be saving for later.
Shaking his head, Izuku decided that he had enough ingredients to cook something decent and headed towards the kitchen. It was strange how the sand didn't really get on anything besides his feet. He was worried that some of the stuff wouldn't be useable. Once inside, he started cooking.
And pulled up Nejire's stats.
[Status: Nejire Hado. Lvl 21 Nejire, Hadoken Spammer
Strength: Shake-weight aficionado
Dexterity: autocunnilingus
Constitution: Constantly in 'I just drank three expressos' mode
Intelligence: If you hold her up to your ear, you can hear the ocean.
Wisdom: Believes Salsa is a fruit salad with Tomato.
Charisma: C or E, not sure depends on the artist.
Unspent Attribute points: 17
Unspent Skill points: 5
Feats:3]
Huh? That was somehow less useful than it normally was. Shake-weight was that T.V. weight training thing that Kacchan's mom used right? Why would Nejire's strength be related to that? Did she use a shake-weight?
Autocunnilingus. That just sounded perverted. Was it like the female equivalent of autofellatio? Was Nejire that flexible? She didn't look it, but then again, Itsuka didn't look like she could punch a bus sized shark and win.
Constitution, intelligence, and wisdom he could get, Nejire did seem to be ever so slight, uhh, sporadic?
Charisma, was once again confusing. What did the letters mean? And what was that about an artist?
For skills, Nejire had a few that stood out.
Lesbomancy, which he assumed was her ability to please other women in bed, which made sense because she kept calling Itsuka and Momo cute. But she also called him cute? Maybe it was just something else though? A part of him hoped it was the former. Okay, most of him. Nejire was cute, bubbly, and just put a smile on his face.
So why did his quirk recruit her? From what she said, it was voluntary.
Nejire also had a high masturbation skill. Huh, come to think of it, did Momo even have that skill? A quick check resulted in a no. Did that mean Momo didn't touch herself? That was... that was weird right? And now he had an erection while cooking in a swimsuit, those three things should not be combined together.
The final skill that popped out to him was something he'd already seen her do. Fly. Was that her quirk?
No, it had to be in the name. Itsuka was a martial artist that could make her hands really big so she got to be a Monk, Big Ass Fist Style. And Momo was well, she wasn't really religious but she was helpful, so that kind of counted and she could make things with her quirk. So… What the hell was a Nejire Hadoken Spammer?
[Izuku Midoriya: Hey, Itsuka, what's a Hadoken?]
He heard splashing, followed by wet footsteps, a splash, and then a moment later Itsuka appeared in front of him, towel wrapped around her straps of her bikini were visible and her hair was out of her usual ponytail. "You don't know what Hadoken is? How could I-" She stopped and sniffed the air. "What smells good?"
"Ohh, uhh," He looked down at what he was making in the large wok, the oven blazing behind him. "Well the bonus objective was to cook something so I started making some Takoyaki. I'm too low level to use the legendary ingredient though. Are you sauce free?"
"Probably." Itsuka shook her head and glared at him. "Next day off you get, I'm going to teach you Street Fighter!"
"Is that a Hadoken?"
"No! Hadoken is a move in the game that some of the characters do that shoots out a blast of energy." Itsuka cupped her hands and made a throwing motion.
"Like a Kamehameha?"
"Yeah!"
Now to test the theory.
[Izuku Midoriya: Hey, Nejire does your quirk let you shoot out energy blasts?
Nejire Hado: Woah! How'd you know that? Did your quirk tell you that? Oh! What else does it tell you? Oh! And what about skills? Wait! I'm coming out! Something smells good!]
Nejire came half bouncing half flying down the hallway and was quickly followed by Momo who had her hair down as well. Momo looked worn out already. Yeah, he could see Nejire having an affect on people.
Nejire chose to put her skill points into flying and marksmanship.
"Oh, oh, but what about uhh, what are they called again?" Nejire looked to Itsuka, then to Momo as all three of them sat at the bar, eyes constantly glancing towards the food he was cooking. "Attribute points?"
"Yep!" Itsuka smiled and flexed her arm, showing off her well developed muscles. "Strength is what I've been maxing out, it's been working great. I think. I can hit a lot harder now and even lifting stuff is easier. I also have a few points in constitution, which helps with running and just endurance in general. There's also dexterity, which should help you be faster and more flexible."
"Oooh," Nejire grabbed her foot and casually put it behind her head. Okay, so she was flexible. "That sounds pretty useful, I could be a noodle. What else is there?"
"Intelligence, Wisdom, and Charisma." Momo stated, her properness and eagerness to tutor showing through. "Intelligence is what I've been putting the most points into, while the effects are a bit hard to tell, especially since I haven't gained as many levels as Itsuka, I have noticed that I can memorize compounds faster than before. Wisdom, uhh, well, it's a bit more arbitrary than intelligence but we think it's about self awareness? Not entirely sure."
"I see, I see," Nejire hummed tapping on her cheek. "And Charisma?"
"Ohh, umm, that one." Momo's face went bright red and she leaned over to whisper into Nejire's ear. Why? Wasn't charisma just even more pointless than Wisdom? None of them had managed to figure out what exactly it did.
"Really?" Nejire asked loudly, eyes darting to Izuku for a second as a smile spread across her face. Now both Itsuka and Momo were blushing. Did Charisma actually do something? "By how much?"
Momo kept whispering, then pulled away and nodded. "I would recommend one point through, it does improve your overall health a bit, and you likely won't get as many pimples."
"Ooh, fringe benefits." Nejire held up her hand and counted to five on it and nodded. "I'm starting to like your quirk, Izuku! It's pretty fun so far! But how many of the attribute points do I have?"
"Uhh, Seventeen?"
"Ohh, that's good! Alright, first, I want six in dexterity and constitution." Nejire nodded to herself proudly. "My quirk uses my stamina which is basically constitution so I'm going to be putting a lot of points into that, and dexterity just seems useful! It might make me fly better! Oh and aim better. Sometimes hitting small targets is tricky with my quirk."
"Alright," Izuku nodded, and put the points in. "Done, and the last five?"
"All of it into Charisma please!" Nejire beamed.
"What?" Itsuka shouted.
"Nejire!" Momo also shouted.
"Huh?" Izuku asked looking at the three girls. "What's wrong with Charisma?"
"Nothing! Just put the points in!" Nejire stood, giving him a thumbs up, one hand on the counter. She looked so excited about this. Well, it was time to find out what exactly charisma did.
Neither Itsuka nor Momo said anything, they both stared at the ground, blushes burning their cheeks.
He put the five points into charisma.
Nejire gave a small eep, and stood straight, elbows tucked in while her palms were up near her shoulders, causing her to stick her chest out. And then her chest went out again. And again. And again. For several seconds, all eyes were locked onto Nejire's chest as her breasts swelled slowly, but noticeably forward. The already tight white bikini top managed to grow with her new assets as they doubled in size, and then some, now sitting somewhat higher on her chest, and barely overflowing the now larger bikini top.
"Damn," Itsuka mumbled her mouth hanging open.
Momo nodded.
Nejire just jumped and then grabbed her chest and bounced them a bit. "Nice! G-cups! Always wanted to be this big! Oh, and they're softer! That's really nice. Anyone wanna feel?"
Izuku finally closed his mouth when he realized that his food was burning. Still, he only had one thing to say.
"That's what charisma does?!"
XXXX
Itsuka poked at her Takoyaki that Izuku had made, already she felt twice as energetic as she had when they entered the dungeon. It was just some basic food but it was food nonetheless. But it was hard to eat right next to Nejire's G-for -giant- cup breasts. Mostly because she kept wanting to stare at them. Seriously, this girl was crazy? Did she really just show up and get a free boob job from Izuku?
Not that she should judge.
And she wasn't jealous that now she was the smallest of their group in the chest department.
Not in the slightest.
Oh, crap, she needed to change the subject.
Something not boob or Nejire related.
"So, hey, what did you even do to unlock dungeons to begin with? Was there an achievement?" She asked Izuku. Momo choked drinking water for a moment.
"Huh?" Izuku asked tearing his eyes from Nejire's chest. She wasn't jealous! "Oh, uhh, well Momo kissed me on the cheek and I got an achievement."
"Why am I not surprised?" Itsuka groaned. It was always something with Izuku's quirk. Hell, didn't he get an achievement from when they hugged? Maybe-
"Hey! So you unlocked stuff when Momo kissed you on the cheek?" Nejire asked floating off of her seat.
Izuku took a step back, recoiling against the counter top. "Uhh, yeah, that's about right, kind of pathetic I know, uhh, Nejire what are you doing?"
"I want to know what you unlock from a real kiss, now hold still." Nejire fluttered towards Izuku and grabbed his face.
Itsuka felt her heart drop. Her food hit the floor and she realized that she had a giant monster of a crush on Izuku the moment Nejire kissed him.
Fuck!