Chapter 110: A Drop Of Blood, The Upcoming Beauty Pageant.

The ground floor of Blake's house consisted of a total of 4 rooms, including the training room. There were four rooms, with the main training room housing the large training ground, the Extreme combat training room dedicated to fighting adding extra challenges, and the warehouse and spare room for all training equipment.

The main task of the spare room was to speed up the construction of the new room according to future needs. For example, the girls alternated between using this room as a small indoor pool or taking a bath.

Normally this room was supposed to be empty, but right now there was one person in this room. This person's arms and legs were fixed to the wall with ropes. Her mouth was with a muzzle, her eyes were covered with a black stripe, and she had a cuff on her arms that prevented her from using her Quirk.

The door was opened, and the girl's body moved when she heard the sound of the door being opened. She was looking in the direction of the door as if she wanted to see the person who opened the door.

Blake entered the room, peered into the room, then glanced at the area where the girl was. His brows furrowed, his gaze growing colder. But it wasn't a murderous look, just the way Blake looked at people he didn't know.

Step by step he approached the girl. The footsteps were like lightning flashing through the room, the loud and rhythmic sound of footsteps triggered her, and her flutter became stronger. She intended to open her mouth to say something, but the only words that came out of her mouth were the muffled "Hmph... Gmgghhhh!!" voices.

Blake was in front of her in a few steps. He scanned her from the tips of her fingers to her head.

Her dirty ash blonde hair was disheveled, she had lost weight from hunger, and she had dark circles in her eyes, perhaps from lack of sleep. Her body was trembling with weakness. Still, she struggled helplessly as Blake entered the room as if something had triggered it.

Blake folded his arms in front of his chest and watched her move. The girl continued to struggle, ignoring her appearance, drooling, and her hair swaying. It was a repulsive image, but neither Blake nor the girl cared.

''Stay still. I'll open your mouthpiece and your eyes. If you do anything weird, I'll tear your jaw open and gouge out your eyes." Blake put his hand on the mask that covered her mouth. The girl nodded to show she understood. Her drooling stopped, and her movements calmed. However, her body was trembling slightly with excitement that she could not hide.

Blake took off her mouthpiece. Her red lips were covered in saliva, and bright teeth with prominent tiger teeth revealed her nose and an ear-to-ear grin. He then removed the strip covering his eyes, dipping his hand into her dirty blonde hair. A pair of cat-like eyes appeared.

Blake left the girl as she was. He went out the door and after a few seconds came in with a chair. He set the chair down, turned it over, and sat down. He rested his chin on his arms and stared at the hanging girl.

Her cheeks, already covered in persistent redness, flushed even more when she saw Blake staring at her. She moved her body slightly, highlighting some parts of it. So Blake could take a better look at herself.

"Sate~'' Blake parted his lips. She looked into the girl's cat eyes. The girl awkwardly squinted her eyes and smiled with crooked happiness, her tiger teeth exposed. Contrary to her condition, she was look quite happy

"I have a few questions I want you to answer..." Before Blake's words were finished, the girl nodded excitedly.

"Ask, I will answer. Please ask me anything. As long as it's you, I'll answer." Her smile becomes more obsessive, her gaze not moving an inch from Blake's handsome face.

Blake tilted his head to the side. Why was the girl so happy and sociable? He realized that the girl had an obsession with him, and this obsession was stronger than he thought, but why?

He didn't think it was because he was handsome. He might be handsome, but not handsome enough for girls to be so obsessed with and tell him everything they know.

He tilted his head to the other side. If not for his handsomeness, did he impress her on their first encounter?

The answer was both yes and no. The encounter between Blake and the girl wasn't the hero who saved the princess, but she had somehow managed to impress her. He didn't know exactly why, but on their second encounter, the girl began to do everything he said, like an obedient Golden.

But what exactly was it that created this change? What could Blake have done to make her so submissive to him?

"Anyway..." No matter how clever Blake was, he couldn't understand what an illogical and twisted mind was thinking. So he decided not to think about it.

"Are you going to answer every question I ask?" Blake raised an eyebrow, asking again just to be sure.

"Yeah~ Everything. Just ask." The girl shook her head like a chicken pecking rice, her double-bun rocking wildly. She looked like she was dying to answer Blake's questions.

Blake continued to stare at the girl. After a few minutes, he sighed and asked the first question that came to mind.

'Why are you so eager? You were like that, that day." Blake asked the girl. He thought he might get an answer, but the girl who had been burning with enthusiasm a few seconds ago averted her gaze for some reason, whispering while looking away.

"I won't tell you~~"

''Why?''

"Because if I tell you, you're going to abhor me." The girl pursed her lips, whispering as if it was something distressing to her.

'Disgusted? That aside, do you mind my disgust at you that much?" Blake rubbed his chin on his arms. He couldn't understand why he was avoiding the disgust of the girl they hadn't met before.

"Right, but…" The girl spoke under her breath. She didn't go on, making it clear that she wasn't going to say anymore.

''Ok. I don't care that much about this issue. You're going to answer any other questions I ask you, right?" The girl nodded at Blake's question. As long as she wasn't asking about it, she could answer any question Blake wanted.

An obedient girl had to obediently answer any question her man asked. Blake wasn't her man right now, but that didn't mean he wouldn't be in the future. If she gave him the information he wanted, who knows, maybe he would suddenly fall in love with herself. Toga's twisted sense of love told her that this could happen.

So she told Blake everything she knew. No matter what Blake asked her, unlike the first question, she didn't hold back any information she knew. Sometimes she even gave useless information. For example, how many days she has not taken a bath, the color of her underwear and panties, and how many people's blood has she sucked so far.

She explained each of them. Some information was valuable even to Blake, so she let her say whatever she wanted without interrupting her. Also, that side of her somehow reminded him of Nejire. He couldn't bear to interrupt her words.

Anyway, he was able to learn a lot of useful information in the end.

He hadn't learned of A.F.O's headquarters, but as long as he went where Toga had told him, he could find clues about it.

It's a shame she didn't know A.F.O's headquarters, but Blake didn't blame her for that. Knowing how cunning and detail-oriented a villain can be, he expected A.F.O not to tell his strongest subordinates where he was.

The reason he wanted to know A.F.O's whereabouts was simple.

He wanted to kill this man.

Blake had never been merciful to those who hurt those he loved. From the moment he hurt Rumi, to him A.F.O was nothing more than a dead man. As soon as he found out his whereabouts, he would personally go to kill him.

Even if A.F.O didn't personally harm Rumi, the final attack that caused him to lose an arm must have been directed by him. The suicide attack of dozens of High-End Nomu was not something Portal-man (Kurogiri) could decide alone.

A.F.O must have seen Rumi's skill and strength in battle and wanted to kill him so that he would not cause trouble in the future. At the end of something like this, Blake wasn't magnanimous enough to let him go.

''It was good information. Now, tell me anything you want. I won't get you out of here and I won't meet your excessive requests. But if you want something small, like something to eat. I can give it to you." Blake shrugged carelessly. He didn't care about giving the girl anything as long as it wasn't overdone.

Hearing the first half of Toga's words, she shook her head, but when he said, "Ask me something," her yellow vertical pupils, like those of cats, shone. In the last sentence, it looked like a star field, an obsessive desire settled in her gaze.

Her tiger teeth smile had been on her face all along, but at Blake's words, word of mouth spread. If she tried a little harder, she could break her jaw. A thin line of drool began to trickle down the corner of her lip, her gaze at Blake as if she were staring at the tastiest piece of meat she could ever eat, out of pure admiration and passion.

Blake noticed her strange gaze but continued to stare carelessly into her eyes, waiting for her reply. The girl's demeanor became crazier with Blake's indifference. A small chuckle escaped her lips, and she bent towards Blake as she waved her arms.

"Please give me your blood. I want to drink your blood to the fullest. No, it would be a mouthful. No, even a drop." The girl started shouting frantically, forgetting all her purpose and goals. She was like a thirsty man on Viagra. With every word, her drool splattered air, causing tiny flakes of slobber that glowed with the refraction of light to fly into the air.

Blake didn't make any moves to stop the drooling. But when the drools got within five meters of him, it was incinerated by a graceful white lightning strip too fast to be traced with the naked eye.

Blake watched her rabid face. Toga's cheeks were completely flushed, an increasingly dark red color spreading across her cheeks. Her two buns were swinging uncontrollably as she shook her head wildly.

Blake's emotionless gaze swept over her. His quiet demeanor made her more uneasy as time went on. She was worried that she had just thrown all her luck out the window.

Blake's finger glinted faintly as the girl grew more and more desperate. A fine scratch appeared on his unblemished skin. A red drop of blood, as small as a chickpea, came out of the cut on his finger.

"I will give you this because you gave me good information this time. If you want more, we'll talk about it in the future." He lifted his finger above his head and stuck it in Togan's mouth.

Toga clicked her tongue in frustration, the amount of blood on Blake's finger was so small it was getting on her nerves. The next second, however, her expression became more moderate, and she nodded with a cute smile.

She couldn't show her unhappiness in front of Blake. If she somehow revealed that she was uncomfortable with his actions, Blake might turn cold and walk away from her. She reminded herself repeatedly to be obedient, and the tiger-toothed mouth parted slightly.

Blake stuck his finger in her mouth. He waved a finger between her palate and tongue.

Plop!

The drop fell on her tongue with a low voice. Toga didn't expect much from that. By this time, she had sucked the blood of hundreds of people, including people she fell in love with and Quirk users. She didn't have high hopes for the smaller-than-pea drop of blood Blake had given her.

Still, she would gladly drink Blake's blood. He was the man who had her heart beating wildly, and possibly her new crush.

However, these thoughts were erased after a second. All the thoughts in her mind gave way to darkness. Her eyes lost their clarity. Her mouth was open. Not a single part of her was moving, not even unconscious twitching.

Her vacant gaze slowly regained its clarity. Her body was trembling as if an electric current had been applied. She began to feel the effects of the delicious, super-tasty blood that descended on her stomach, so delicious and energetic that she could kill the whole city for it.

"I'll leave you alone for now." Blake had left the chair long ago. He left those words behind before leaving the room. He turned off the lights and closed the door. No reply came after.

All that could be heard in the darkened room was the sound of unconsciously twitching body parts and the sound of heavy breathing. A pair of yellow cat's eyes gleamed with stars as if harboring a starry galaxy.

"Svip*... Slurp*... Crt*... Puchi*...." A small licking sound was heard. Not content with that, the Toga licked again and licked again and again. After licking, sucking accompanied. Then blood gushed out with a small click.

Unknown things continued to happen in the darkroom. But a pair of yellow cat-eyes continued to stare steadily at the door. Their places were constantly changing, but her focus on the door, the center of her gaze, did not change.

It was as if she wanted the person who had left a few seconds ago to come back. She was no longer looking at her prey. She was now staring at the door as if begging for the essential substance to be returned to her life.

***

After Blake left the room, he went upstairs. When he reached the top floor, he saw that Teka had already left the house. He turned his gaze to the kitchen. He had a bento prepared for Teka in the kitchen and he wanted to give it to her before he left.

He was worried that he had missed the chance, but contrary to what he thought, Teka had taken Bento with her when she left. Blake turned to chores with a small smile.

Housework was done by the girls from the time Nemuri came home. As an experienced and knowledgeable housewife, she "educated" every girl and made them ideal wives. Each girl was doing the housework, taking over a part of the house.

However, there were some things that no one else did, and Blake decided to do them before leaving the house.

Housework was finished in a few hours. Blake left the house and closed the door. Graceful white lightning danced in his pupils. He disappeared from where he was in an instant.

His goal was the position of the companies he owned. He had used too much of his company's funding and influence lately. As a result, the company was experiencing financial and various problems. It was time for him, as president of companies, to visit every one of them.

Blake was busy for several hours. He gave companies new goals, and tactics for them to raise funds and money, and gave biennial financial targets and schedules. He also killed the leader of the underground companies run by a few villains who had hindered his company for a while and incorporated their company.

Before leaving the company, he took a few things with him. These were three bags, and they all contained something important.

To be more precise, each contained birthday presents. Next week was Teka and Fuyumi's birthdays. The first two were for them, and the last one was for a special person.

Blake came home at five o'clock in the evening. The girls were already back and sprawled on the seats. Nejire, the sea periwinkle information cube, came in front of him and told him about her day, also not forgetting to mention the "Beauty Contest" that has been on her lips for the past few days.

Yep, there's a School Festival soon that the U.A. is having, just in time for next week. The School Festival included various events such as the festivals held by regular Japanese high schools. The event that Nejire was looking forward to was the "Beauty Contest", where she could show Blake a different charm each year.

Blake thought Nejire would win the beauty pageant every year, but she kept losing to her rivals. She had lost last year because she was wearing something cuter, and before that, she had lost because she was wearing something less glamorous to her liking.

According to Blake, every outfit Nejire wore was beautiful and she should have won every competition. It wasn't a pure obsession, it was a fact. According to him, Nejire should have made her opponents gobble up every year, no matter what she wore, but somehow she was losing.

That's why this year was so important to her. She wanted to win this beauty pageant to show her cool side in front of Blake, bring him first place, and give him her best looks.

Blake had advised her to prepare it herself. Considering their relationship spanning more than four years, she could choose outfits and make-up that would bring Nejire into consideration, but was brutally rejected by Nejire.

"No~ No~ Blake, you can't do that. I'll show you how beautiful I can be on my own." Nejire clasped her hands behind her back and bent her waist to the side. She smiled charmingly, her sweet reproach causing Blake to involuntarily caress her head.

''Okey, whatever you want.''

The day continued. Blake came home after taking a night walk with the girls. After giving the girls night sweets, he took each of them to bed and then closed his eyes.

He was waiting to see the beautiful woman who wanted to take him as a disciple. But as the darkness enveloped him, all he heard were a few words.

"Once you gain full control over your new ability, I'll pull you back into the white space."

"So in a day or two…" Blake closed his eyes and fell asleep with the four girls in his arms.

His words caused Scathach, who was sitting in the throne room alone, to curl her lips slightly upwards. She continued to watch the empty throne room, resting her chin in her hand. Her hopes for Blake were rising.