Chapter 153

(A/N: Bonus chapter brought to you by Haykaiju, the envy of all horses.)

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"Is your Governess not coming...?" asked Izuku, prompting Historia to smile sadly and respond, "I brought the idea before her, but she told me I'm old and strong enough to walk the path I decide for myself..."

"You should still ask her to stop by when she gets a chance," said Izuku, revitalizing Historia's smile as he added, "Since she's someone important to you, we'll have her biometrics registered with the security system. That way, you can invite her over, or she can show up unannounced to surprise you."

"I'll be sure to let her know. Thank you," responded Historia, looking more than satisfied as she walked with her hands behind her back and hummed a faint, joyful ditty while Rebecca and Momo followed close behind.

Reaching the outside of the room where Historia and Rebecca would be staying, together, Izuku met Historia's gaze with a smile and asked, "Need help getting things set up, or should I excuse myself?"

"I don't mind~" Historia hummed, but Rebecca immediately interjected, exclaiming, "Well, you should...!" before grabbing the former's hand and pulling her into their room. Historia looked like she had something to say, but Izuku wasn't privy to it as the mechanical door promptly closed after Rebecca slapped the panel on the inside.

'She probably doesn't want me seeing her panties...' Izuku concluded, not taking Rebecca's actions to heart. Instead, he turned to Momo and asked, "Should we linger here or make it clear they have free rein of the place by leaving them to their own devices...?"

"The former is the more prudent option, but the latter is likely the correct choice," replied Momo, maintaining her Maidly disposition. Izuku nodded in response, but before he could suggest they return to the ground floor for some grub, Momo smiled and added, "Though, now that I think about it, a middle-ground approach may be better. Shall I stay here and lend my services while you busy yourself with other matters?"

Understanding that Momo was asking him if she should move forward with her plan of getting close to the duo to make things easier for him, Izuku's smile turned wry. After the incident with Alissa, the sentiment that he was in a doujinshi or eroge world had rekindled itself. Similar thoughts came to mind when he looked back on his relationship with Inko and how quickly things had developed with Luna, but since he had a direct hand in how both of those situations played out, he hadn't allowed himself to get too caught up with how 'easy' everything was.

Wanting to test something he had been deliberating for a while, Izuku nodded in response to Momo's suggestion, saying, "Then, I'll be in my room. Shoot me a text if anything happens."

"Understood," replied Momo, offering a polite bow before raising her head and ringing the bell to Historia's and Rebecca's room. The latter was the one to answer, sporting a slightly surly expression, but when she noticed that Izuku had already departed down the hallway, she eventually agreed to let Momo in to assist them...

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Upon reaching his room, Izuku plopped onto his bed and closed his eyes in deep but relaxed thought. The bedding was still a bit moist and smelled of sex, but he didn't particularly mind as, rather than smelling foul, it had a distinct, citrusy aroma that made him feel increasingly warm. As for what he was contemplating, it was the increasingly uncanny notion that every woman he seriously imagined himself sleeping with somehow found their way into his life and bed...

To test his theory in the past, Izuku, recalling one of the characters that left a deep impression on him in his previous life, imagined himself getting involved with Lady Nagant, aka Kaina Tsutsumi. Nothing had come of that as of yet, but Izuku didn't consider the experiment a failure as there was a notable difference between Kaina and the other girls he had sex with; the two of them had never met.

After experiencing the effects of Historia's charismatic aura, a byproduct of her [Lord of Camelot] Quirk, Izuku was reminded of a past hypothesis. He knew his Digitalization Quirk affected the world around him, but there was a very real possibility its effects only extended to people and places he had met or visited. He couldn't 'realistically' imagine himself sleeping with someone he had never met, especially while they were locked away in a Supermax prison, but if he told Nezu that Kaina had appeared in one of his visions, Izuku could easily envision how things might develop from there. And if his suspicions were correct, as long as he could realistically imagine a desired outcome, it would come to pass...

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Following a long, relatively uneventful but fulfilling day, Izuku decided to relax in the onsen on the first floor. Ordinarily, he would have one or more women accompanying him, but since he had already made his rounds and everyone was being a little more discreet due to the presence of Historia and Rebecca, he found himself enjoying a rare moment alone.

*swish* *swish* *doku* *pat* *pat* *pat* *pat*

Though he heard the door sliding open and closed, followed by the faint pitter-patter of footsteps, Izuku continued relaxing with his eyes closed until a familiar voice tentatively inquired, "May I join you...?"

Without opening his eyes, Izuku responded, "I can't imagine Rebecca would approve, but I'm certainly not going to refuse the company of a cute girl..."

Following the sound of a faint, nasal exhalation, the water to Izuku's left stirred as Historia entered the onsen, her slender body wrapped in a pure white towel. She also had a two-piece white swimsuit on underneath, just to be safe, but since Izuku was completely naked, her voice carried a hint of timidity as she expressed, "I appreciate the compliment, but I've seen the manner of women you surround yourself with. Compared to them, my lean and muscular form must seem severely lacking..."

"I'd be happy to prove you wrong..." replied Izuku, his voice casual and relaxed as he continued reclining with his eyes closed.

Adopting a faint smile, Historia admitted, "I would be lying if I said the offer wasn't at least marginally appealing, but I've already considerably overstepped my bounds by coming here unannounced..."

"So you say...but you wouldn't be here if you didn't suspect it was what you were being set up for. Am I mistaken...?" asked Izuku, causing a long silence to descend upon the onsen. Historia was a remarkably perceptive girl, so when she asked her father for permission to move, believing he would refuse, she and Rebecca must have considered what it meant when he agreed easily.

Breaking the silence, Historia eventually inquired, "Might I ask how many women you're involved with and engaged to...?"

"Seventeen, but the number is likely to increase further..." Izuku replied, mostly without shame. In reality, he was feeling a bit...shaken as things were playing out almost exactly as he envisioned they might, aided by his redistributed 441 Intelligence. He would need to conduct further tests to prove his hypothesis, but this result heavily implied that his Digitalization Quirk had been subtly influencing the people around him in accordance with his perception and desires. He suspected this was to make it easier for him to perform his duty as a Paragon, but it was a little disconcerting. Not that he had any intention of backpedaling. After all, while his Quirk might have influenced how things developed, Izuku had come to care for and was prepared to die for each of them...

"Then...if I accepted my place at your side, would you accept Rebecca as well?" asked Historia, catching Izuku a little off guard. Instead of showing it, however, he smoothly answered, "That's up to her. There may be some issues with our...compatibility, but I'm willing to try and make things work if she's willing. She's certainly cute enough..."

Breathing a sigh of relief, Historia hesitated for a moment before leaning her head against Izuku's shoulder, asking, "Can you explain to me what's going on before I make my decision...?"

"Of course..." replied Izuku, detailing everything he had told the others and a bit more for Historia. Since she possessed an Actualization-type Quirk, there were some things she 'needed' to know, so the two spent a solid hour chatting in the onsen before getting out and continuing their conversation in the lounge outside the changing rooms, enjoying some cold banana milk tea before relaxing in a massage chair. There were six present, but as if to show she had already made her decision, Historia sat in Izuku's lap, reclining against him, offering no protest and even pulling her legs up when he began caressing her belly and slipped his hand into her panties...

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Though he and Historia ultimately stopped at third base, Izuku wasn't surprised to find Rebecca staring at him with a half-lidded glower when everyone gathered for breakfast the next morning. Historia had explained the situation to her, but while she had anticipated that something would happen when they were permitted to move into the Compound, Rebecca never expected that her 'ignorant in the ways of the world and romance' best friend would do something as 'daring' as sneaking into the bath with Izuku for a chat...

As he could now imagine Rebecca trying to alleviate some of the 'burden' on Historia's body by using her own, Izuku was undaunted by the petite girl's glare. After all, following her explanation, Historia had outright asked Rebecca to join them. Because of that, even though she spent the entire breakfast glaring, Rebecca's Bond Level slowly but steadily increased, the result of her very active imagination running wild.

"So, Izuku-kun, what do you have planned for today?" asked Inko, taking advantage of a brief lull in other discussions.

"Beyond the usual, I'll probably get in some training and help Mei with her research," answered Izuku, raising his right brow and smiling as he asked, "Unless, of course, you have something else in mind...?"

"No, I was just curious..." responded Inko, a prominent blush coloring her face as several gazes, including those of Historia and Rebecca, shifted to her. Then, as she wasn't very good at dealing with being in the spotlight, she picked up her plate and a few others, ferrying them to the kitchen for cleaning.

"If it's an open invitation, I wouldn't mind a massage," chimed Yu, rubbing her right shoulder as she added, "When I transform for extended periods, my joints and muscles get sore. Once you're done with whatever else you have going on, come by my room and give me a hand."

"I'll give you two," mused Izuku, raising his hands and moving his fingers suggestively, courtesy of his [Dextrous Fingers]. Historia's cheeks flushed red in response, but her expression remained relatively unchanged as she asked, "If you're planning to train or exercise, might I join you? I've yet to be properly acquainted with the facilities and equipment, so your counsel and oversight would be greatly appreciated..."

"Sure, sounds like fun," replied Izuku, causing Rebecca's expression to sour as she wasn't fond of exercise but didn't want to leave them alone together. She also had zero confidence in her figure, so the thought of appearing before someone like Izuku in chamois and a sports bra made her feel, for lack of a better descriptive, depressed. Historia had told her that Izuku found her cute, but there was a pretty substantial difference between cute and attractive...

'But, then again, he is Japanese...' Rebecca reminded herself, similarly thinking that if she donned a pair of red buruma and a cotton shirt with her name printed on the chest, Izuku might not be able to hold himself back...

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(A/N: Well, that escalated quickly o_o...)