Chapter 112: Festival

"Ha... fu... Ha... fuuu..."

"Hah... hah... hah..."

Blake and Rumi were breathing heavily in Blake's room, fresh out of their frenzied lovemaking. Their chest heaved with the force of their breathing. The couple, hugging each other, was trying to get rid of the heat left on them after they made love.

Neither of them was tired, the way they breathed hard was a way to shed the burden that had weighed on them. It looked a lot like the breathing from overexcitement, not in the least bit to do with fatigue.

Even if the couple in bed had sex for a week, they wouldn't sweat a single bit. However, they were quenching their thirst for the heat and more of their intense lovemaking that lasted for a day.

Blake clicked his tongue, running his tongue over his dry mouth. That wasn't enough either. He was physically satisfied but could not quench his thirst for the woman in his arms.

He was supporting his head with one hand and rubbing Rumi's bare back with the other. His index finger caressed her spine, five fingers spread across her back, massaging her lightly.

"Hmm…" Rumi squinted and savored Blake's attention. She was resting her head on her shoulder, her left leg resting on Blake's stomach, playing with Blake's toes with the other. Two pudding-like breasts pressed against Blake's armpits.

Bunny ears clung to Blake's face, showing that they didn't want to let him go.

"I would like to do this more often. But the other girls are also looking forward to sleeping with you. You also do stuff like that with Nejire. I think I should have to grit my teeth by next week." Rumi sighed in distress. She watched the circles she drew, as she drew circles across Blake's chest with her index finger.

She wanted to have more "Luna Sex" with Blake, but she couldn't ignore her sisters. Even Fuyumi, staying in a different room, was looking forward to sleeping in the same bed with Blake and wouldn't selfishly take their time.

She also knew that Blake sometimes did things like this with Nejire. She had seen one herself. She knew she was looking forward to times like these with Blake, too. She couldn't steal Nejire's pleasant time, who was kind to her and treated her like a big sister.

Her lips curved down. The speed of drawing circles accelerated. Still, she wanted more sex with Blake no matter what. However, according to her appearance, she had to wait for days to have a pleasant time with Blake, as in real harems.

"We can do a threesome." Blake ruffled her hair. Rumi lifted her head slightly and looked into Blake's eyes. After a few seconds, she lowered her head, her circling finger starting to run down the line between Blake's pectoral muscles.

"Threesome... well, I don't know how to satisfy other women. And I don't want to touch anyone but you while I do it. Even to Nejire, whom I consider to be my sister." Rumi nodded. She could have agreed if Blake insisted, but as she said, she didn't want to touch anyone else while she was making love with Blake.

Normally she had no problem touching Nejire and other girls, but touching other girls' private parts and satisfying them during sex just didn't feel right to Rumi. The person she loved and wanted to have sex with was Blake. Even the thought of touching other people at this time didn't feel good.

Staring at the ceiling, Blake smiled faintly. He touched the girl's bunny tail with his fingertips, his fingers running over the bunny tail. The tail began to twitch wildly.

"Why do you think you would do that?"

''Hm? Is not it? I read online that women satisfy each other in group sex like threesomes and foursomes." Rumi lifted her head and spoke after placing a kiss on Blake's chin. A pair of ruby-like eyes gleamed with curiosity.

She had done a lot of research on the possibility of having sex with Blake. The scope of her research ranged from what men like to various fetishes and threesome or foursome. She knows how group sex works.

However, from Blake's question, she was able to understand that this was not the case. She wouldn't be against threesomes if she didn't need to satisfy other women.

''No. Not at all. What you and Nejire should do is satisfy me; My mission is to satisfy you. You don't need to touch or satisfy anyone but me."

Rumi let out a sigh of relief. It was a relief for her. She knew that Blake would not go back on his word. She nodded and closed her eyes as she said he would do it. She wanted to sleep now.

Blake brought the beauty on his arm closer to himself. Rumi muttered softly and snuggled deep in his arms, trying to fall asleep after finding a comfortable spot.

It took a few minutes for her to fall asleep. Her breathing became rhythmic. Her chest was going up and down regularly. A peaceful, baby-like expression hung on Rumi's face in Blake's arms.

Blake picked up the phone after confirming that she was asleep. He held it to his ear, watching the blue sky while waiting for an answer from the other side. After a few minutes, the other party replied.

"Hello, Hero Management Office?"

"Yes, who am I talking to?"

'Oh, good. Rumi will not be able to fulfill her daily patrol today. She probably won't be able to fulfill tomorrow's either."

''Rumi? Oh, are you talking about Mirko? Mirko won't come to work? First of all, who are you, and why are you speaking for Mirko?"

''Who am I? My name is Blake, her boyfriend. My ID number is XXXXXX, I have the right to speak for her."

''XXXX, Blake. Yes, Mirko has given you this right. However, that is very difficult to do. Although Mirko has a lot of vacations accumulated, we have increased the security frequency of the U.A and surrounding area due to the upcoming U.A festival."

"Mirko's patrol area is in this range. We need the power of someone like her in the top 10 pro hero rankings. We will pay her well for this one week. But right now, she can't-"

''But she will. I was calling to inform you of this. Good day.''

"W-Wait a minute. Don't turn off-''

Blake hung up, blocked the number, and after turning off the ringing, turned to Rumi and hugged her with both arms. Rumi's closed eyes softened, deepening her position in Blake's arms with a charming smile.

In her sleep, she saw that there was a gigantic figure guarding her. Whatever that huge person did, he was watching and protecting her behind him. She was aware that he was behind her in every move, watching her silently and supporting her when the time came.

When the time came, strong arms protected her from the storm and the rain. All she had to do was go wherever she wanted, as she had done all her life. That person, Blake, would protect her silently or aloud and make her do what she wanted.

Nothing had changed in her life, but there was something added. There was a man Rumi loved and belonged to, and this man was her biggest supporter and biggest comrade.

She kept walking in her dream. The images were constantly changing, but something seemed to be missing. She stretched out her hand to the side, and a warm and strong hand gripped it. Rumi didn't need to look at who that person was. She went on with her life with the newly appeared person next to her.

In real life, Rumi reached out for Blake's hand. Blake clasped the sleeping bunny woman's fingers on hers, clasping her hand. His gentle gaze fell on the slumbering woman with a peaceful smile.

It didn't take long for Blake to fall asleep. Their bodies, still carrying a different warmth, hugged each other. The pungent smell hung in the air, but it was not at all disgusting for the two of them. Rather, it was a token of their love. The atmosphere was getting warmer.

The bedroom looked like a nest of two rabbits.

**

The days passed quickly and it was time for the Festival.

A lot of things happened during this one week.

The girls continued to improve their Quirks in various ways. Even though they knew that Blake would protect them at all costs and against many odds, they didn't want to be an unnecessary burden on Blake and wanted to protect themselves when the time came, helping him in his fight if possible.

They were aware that for this they had to constantly train themselves. That's why they set aside a few hours each day for Quirk training.

As a result of their training, Nejire had made new progress with her Quirk, but she didn't tell Blake or the girls. She wanted to surprise them with her new super attack when the time came.

Rumi has been a little busy these days. She had taken two days off, as Blake had reported to the hero's office. After her two-day vacation, she had worked harder than usual to complete her patrols.

She didn't care what the hero's office said to her. Her goal was to find the bad guys in the surrounding area as fast as she could and be able to go to the festival with Blake and the others when the time came.

And that worked. Taking advantage of the gathering of people, some villains were starting to appear more actively around U.A at night. The frequency of villains had increased by 300% overnight.

But these were just stupid villains. The clever and cunning ones had taken advantage of the crowding of humans and heroes around the U.A. to head to other regions. They would be kings in those regions for a week.

Back to the topic, Rumi was at home training melee with Blake and working on "Sky Fall" outside of her patrols. Every time she used Sky Fall, she couldn't lose feeling in her legs like she did that day, her current goal was to be able to use Sky Fall without any side effects.

Momo, on the other hand, continued the education that Blake had given her. She almost equalized the artificial fat cells, currently, the fat cells she created were at a ratio of 1/1..12. As long as she worked on it for a while, she would be able to equalize the artificial fat cells with the amount of fat she spent. [EN: In short, currently Momo is using 1.12 unit fat cells to make an artificial fat cell.]

However, that was not her main goal. The 1/1 Ratio might have looked good, but it wasn't gaining her anything. It was a ratio that neither gained nor lost anything.

Momo's target was 1/0.5.

If she could reach this ratio, she would have unlimited fat molecules, as Blake said.

Fuyumi's development was less obvious than the others. Her Blue Flame had grown a few centimeters larger than the size of a fist, and she could hold it for a solid 5 hours. Also, the cold affecting her body was affecting her less.

And with Teka's help, she had managed to learn to manipulate her flame.

Her development was slow and less conspicuous than the others. Still, Fuyumi was proud of it. The blue flame that she had loved developing from day one had grown to a size large enough to make her proud.

Among them, Nemuri's development was the most conspicuous. Nemuri's Quirk was very simple. Gas was coming out of her body that made people sleep. Her Quirk didn't have any deep potential, except that it worked better in men than women.

However, thanks to Blake's help these days, Nemuri was able to deepen the use of her simple Quirk.

During his fight with 1-A, Blake had not only beat them but also controlled the way they used their Quirks. From the way they used their quirks, he thought he could somehow help the women he loved.

And it was successful too. The rationale behind Mina Ashido's Acidman super attack was simple. It aimed to dissipate the power behind attacks and nullify attacks by using the permeability and surface tension of liquids and solids.

With this reasoning in mind, Blake gave some advice to Nemuri.

Blake's goal was to help the girls thrive. The girls didn't want to be precious vases to be protected, and Blake didn't personally tell them about their empowerment, but simply gave them simple information to show he respected that.

And Nemuri did not disappoint him. With the little information he provided, she had developed a technique similar to Mina's Acidman in a matter of days.

Pink Human!

That was its name. The pink gas emanating from Nemuri's skin engulfed her like a second skin. Her second skin had great resistance and durability thanks to the constant flow of gas coming from under the pink skin, and being a semi-solid gas mass, attacks lost more power than Mina's Acidman. The attacks didn't even harm Nemuri, ending in the pink skin.

This was not the end. Nemuri's mind was filled with a few ideas about where she could improve her Quirk. She felt as if she had regressed to her younger self, her heart filled with an eagerness to explore the obscurities of her Quirk.

She hadn't forgotten to give Blake's award. When she created the Pink Human ability, she rewarded him with a kiss that lasted exactly 15 minutes.

After that, she attended Blake's melee training for the girls. Like others, she wanted to actively develop herself.

As for Blake, he had become fully accustomed to his vibratory ability in these seven days. He could make his entire body vibrate steadily and could pass through solids.

His narrative was simple, but the burst of power he brought to Blake was more than one might think.

The evening of the day he stabilized the ability, Scathach had pulled him into the white space as he fell asleep. Blake had thought she was going to tell him straight about his new strength, but Scathach was taking his development more seriously than he thought.

She wanted him to show her his new talent. Blake had shown his vibration and what he could do with vibration, and he repeated it for two full hours.

Scathach had watched him intently for the next two hours, not saying a word. Her wine-red eyes had watched his every movement and posture, even the fluctuation of vibrations.

After two hours, she rubbed his shoulder with a small smile. It was a small gesture, but the pride in her actions could be easily felt.

Just as Scathach was going to brief him on his new technique, Blake stopped her and offered his ideas.

The vibration was something he had started and thought about a long time ago. Blake had put this aside after a while and decided on another direction, which he would have worked on if Scathach had not appeared.

He explained the technique to Scathach and got approval from her. That night, they began to develop the technique.

This was how Blake and the girls' entire week had passed.

In this week, great changes occurred, not only in the Blake house but also in Japan. The flow of people around the U.A. was steadily increasing, patrol density had increased, and security was increased as much as possible. People were traveling around the U.A. more and more each day.

When it finally came time for the festival, U.A's doors were open to all of Japan. People flocked to the inside of U.A, their eyes gleaming with a certain admiration for Japan's largest school where they were entering for the first time, scrutinizing the surroundings fervently.

The crowds were flocking to U.A. The first influx of people headed for the food stands set up by the students. Some people ran to take pictures with famous U.A students, some with heroes.

Among the group, one group stood out in particular. The reason this group got attention was that each member in the group had white hair.

One of them, a chocolate-skinned, white-haired woman with bunny ears, a white-haired woman with red patches in her hair, and a handsome man with elegant white hair, stood out among the trio crowd, in order.

And there was another person with them. The woman wore a huge summer hat, which concealed and shaded her face. She was wearing a short-sleeved white outfit, with trousers underneath that accentuated her calves and hips. She didn't wear jewelry or anything like that, but she didn't need it.

Her most distinctive feature was her hair made of lava.

The group made their way through the crowd, speaking, as the three women entered the U.A., occasionally looking at the man in the center of the group. The group instantly caught attention. The one who looked at them once involuntarily looked at them once more and couldn't take his eyes off them.

Another group of people arrived 10 minutes after they entered. This group of people was less conspicuous than the previous one. The most notable of the six-man boy group was the black-haired man who looked like a Japanese Star.

Unlike the previous one, this group did not bother to talk to each other. They were watching the surroundings, examining the surroundings with admiration as if they had attained something far away for them. The six-member group disappeared into the crowd within seconds and entered the U.A.

With that, the U.A festival began.