Chapter 32 - 8 months later; U.A. Entrance Exam Prologue

(A/N: Finally, after 30 chapters, we've reached the 1st canon arc. Bet you didn't expect it to take this long, since neither did I,)

Apart from Inko being surprised by how close the two are after her trip, nothing significant happened after Mitsuki's one-day stay at Izuku's house.

They were able to keep things quiet, with Inko and Mitsuki's families not noticing anything out of the ordinary. Of course, Bakugou still picks fights with Izuku on a regular basis, but this has nothing to do with him banging his mother.

Though, Izuku wouldn't be surprised if Bakugou goes all in and sacrifices everything to get revenge if he ever finds out about their relationship. He'd still just get beaten up, but at least he tried.

8 months passed in the blink of an eye.

Izuku's relationships with the people around him hadn't changed much. Inko still regards him as her son, though much less so than before. He gradually wore her down by sneaking in several kisses in between days and occasionally sharing a bath with her.

Because of the incident with Inko's casted hand, Izuku and Inko thought their bathing together was less intimate than a kiss. It made the two feel more natural with the whole thing, allowing him to do more of those.

Mitsuki also comes over to "sleep" whenever she can. They occasionally sneak around Izuku's house to do a quickie behind Inko's drunken back. Mitsuki is still not ready to do it when Inko isn't drunk, so she frequently brought a lot of alcohol to dinner.

Izuku was sometimes the one who went to Mitsuki's house. It happened infrequently, but when it did, Mitsuki gave Izuku a good squeeze.

She also met Izuku's request, albeit a little late. Mitsuki was hesitant at first and kept delaying it, but after a few meetings and a last push from Izuku, she relented and wore her high school volleyball uniform. She blushed so much that day that Izuku couldn't help but get enamored by her appearance all over again was aroused more than ever.

Izuku ruined her outfit by cutting a section of her pants and covering the rest with his cum. Safe to say, Mitsuki threw out the entire uniform, and they never cosplayed again.

Until today that is.

It was just before the entrance exam. Bakugou was gone for a sleepover, Masaru was at work, and Mitsuki was alone in her room until Izuku arrived with a small duffel bag.

"...I thought we agreed I wouldn't do this until you passed the exam," Mitsuki grumbled. She couldn't help but blush furiously as she held the outfit in her hands. The ferocious memory of his actions when she cosplayed for the first time was still fresh in her mind, and she doubted that today would be any different if she donned this costume.

"I told you mom will take me to dinner if I pass," Izuku said, a wry smile on his face. "Besides, we both know I'll pass, so why bother?"

"Fucking momma's boy," Mitsuki grumbled, a little jealous, to which Izuku only laughed it off. He'd grown so accustomed to Mitsuki's curses that he now found them cute rather than offensive.

"Fine!" Mitsuki agreed and went out to change her clothes, but not before handing him a set of clothes and saying, "But you wear this too, just this and nothing else."

Izuku looked at the set of clothes and looked at Mitsuki weirdly. He had somewhat expected her to give him a makeover as well when he proposed this idea at first, but this isn't what he expected at all.

"I don't know if I want to…" Izuku said, doubting whether he had pushed Mitsuki too much, causing her to take revenge.

"No takebacks!" Mitsuki tapped strongly on his chest and glared at Izuku. Her eyes dared Izuku to refuse and he somehow just doesn't want to know what she will do if he did.

"Mnn, fine," Izuku agreed, albeit a bit reluctant, and let her leave to change. He wasn't losing much in this anyway so he quickly changed into his since he was eager to see Mitsuki in her brand-new outfit.

Mitsuki reappeared not long after, fully dressed in a perfect replica costume of a certain dragon pro hero. Izuku whistled as he examined her figure, thinking that it was a good thing he didn't back away. She was basically wearing a more beautiful and unique cheongsam and it was worth it.

She, too, smiled hungrily when she saw Izuku wearing nothing but his underwear and a collar on his neck. She had her own fantasies, and since Izuku was not embarrassed to express his, why should she? Although it didn't make her any less embarrassed by her current outfit, it helped calm her down by riling her up.

"I think we should've discussed what the theme is next time. This is rather awkward," Izuku couldn't help but think as they parted ways in a kiss. He wanted to be the one dominating the dragon but she wanted him to be docile like a dog, it didn't match.

"Ugh, fine," Mitsuki said, letting Izuku remove his collar and return for a kiss. She was content looking at Izuku's awkward expression when he already wore the thing, so she didn't mind. "But, next time I choose what we are,"

"Sure," Izuku snickered and flipped her body to the bed and straddled her, "But for now, how about I tame my little dragon first," He said. Mitsuki put on a ferociously blushing expression and bickered back, "Try me on then!"

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"It's just an entrance exam mom, nothing too serious," Izuku wryly said as he returned Inko's hug. Today was the day of the U.A. High entrance exam, and while Izuku had always assured Inko that he would pass, the low acceptance rate worried her.

It wasn't that she didn't trust him. She truly believed he would pass, but it was always a mother's job to worry about her son, so she did just that.

Izuku didn't mind her unnecessary care because he enjoyed it. He loved her, so why should he dislike it when she pays extra attention to him? It's better for him to enjoy it while he can.

"Good luck, Izuku," Inko said as she parted the hug and kissed his forehead. He was now much taller than her after these 8 months, so he needed to bow down a little.

When Izuku saw her adorable encouraging face, Izuku couldn't help but tap his lips on hers for a quick kiss. Inko was surprised and slightly blushed but didn't hate his extra affection as she heard him say, "Thanks mom, I'll be back in a bit,"

Izuku picked his things up, which included a guitar case that carried his worn-out sword and school backpack, and left. Today was February and the morning cold was quite chill, so he wore a scarf above his uniform and waved a last goodbye to Inko.

Inko stood there watching Izuku's now much wider back leave the door. The little and timid boy she had always imagined him to be had now matured into a man she couldn't help but adore.

Inko, as dense as she is, had realized at some point how intimate her son is trying to get with her. It came dangerously close several times, but he never did anything overly outrageous.

Inko would be lying if she said she wasn't a bit weirded out by it at first, but over time, he had worn her moral walls down as he served her the care and love she had always longed for.

It was supposed to be her husband who gave it to her, but she knew he wouldn't come back, not after this long.

And it had now reached the point where she saw her son as a fully-fledged man. She wasn't sure what to do because if she did the "right" thing and pushed him away, wouldn't that completely ruin their relationship?

These past few months were the best months of her life. Everything was going well, and she hoped for this to never end.

If she pushed him away, everything may just crumble back down into dust…she didn't want that.

In the end, Inko decided to let Izuku continue his advances for a little bit longer.

It was almost time for him to start high school, where he would be surrounded by much younger and more suitable partners. A part of her hoped Izuku would eventually forget about her and focus his attention on a classmate.

Though a part of her wishes, he would not do so and instead keep focusing solely on her...

'This is getting out of hand,' Inko shook her thoughts out and decided not to mull over it again. She didn't know what was right or what was wrong anymore as her mind kept telling her paradoxical thoughts.

Inko looked at the empty apartment, already feeling a little lonely. 'Maybe this is for the best,' She thought, before calling Mitsuki, needing a friend to help relieve her mind of dumb things.

"Oh right…where's Lin?"

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