175 Chapter 174

(A/N: This chapter is brought to you by Timothy Scholze.)

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"Izuku Midoriya..." muttered Endeavor, still facing away from Izuku as he asked, "Do you know why I am determined to surpass or have one of my children surpass All Might?"

Without hesitation, Izuku replied, "Because you're prideful, obsessive, and fearful of a world without a Symbol of Peace."

Nodding solemnly, Endeavor half-turned to face Izuku, the flames around his head and shoulders extinguishing as he affirmed, "That's correct. I've spent decades trying to surpass All Might, but the harder I tried, the more I realized the futility of my actions. When I was younger, I merely wanted to surpass him to prove myself. Now, nearly twenty-six years later, I fear a world where All Might no longer exists and miscreants such as All-for-One can reign unchecked with no one able to stop them..."

Turning around fully, Endeavor balled his right hand into a fist and added, "The Meta-World Transition Phenomenon is a tragedy unlike anything the world has seen, but it's also an opportunity for Heroes and Villains alike. I trust you've witnessed the power of Artefacts firsthand...?"

Nodding in affirmation, Izuku replied, "Their existence has kicked off an arms race behind the scenes, and it's likely they will grow more powerful as the difficulty of breaches increases."

"The same applies to those entering the breaches," said Endeavor. "That's why I have chosen to cooperate with the Principal of UA. Your Quirk is the key to ensuring our growth remains ahead of our foes. I will not beg your pardon or request that you share your power with me. But Shoto, my son. Please continue supporting him and as many others as your power allows. In the meantime, I will continue holding the line as long as my power and flames endure..."

Closing his eyes and exhaling through his nose, Izuku took a moment to shake his head before looking up to meet Endeavor's gaze and adding, "I might not like you, but I won't imperil the lives of all the people you could have saved just to spite you. As such...Enji Todoroki, would you like to join my Party?"

Seeing the Party invitation appear before him, Endeavor paused briefly before adopting a toothy grin and accepting it. He then invested 421 of his Free Attribute Points into Luck, bringing it up to 600, before pumping the rest into Intelligence just because it made him feel foolish seeing how low it was...

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Waiting for Izuku in the lobby of the Endeavor Agency, Moe, wearing her civilian clothes, grinned and stated, "I received word from the Bossman a short while ago. Seems I've got the rest of the day off."

Reciprocating with a smile of his own, Izuku asked, "Then, what do you want to do? Cool clothes, by the way. Are they flame retardant...?"

Though Moe's nurse-like Hero Costume was eye-catching, Izuku found her casual, civilian attire possessed a unique appeal. Her top reminded him of a stylish, long-sleeved tennis jacket with lavender sleeves and a white base accented with orange lines. Beneath that, she wore a pair of form-fitting women's gym shorts, accenting her bubble butt, over purple, maroon, and pink stockings with a pattern similar to cooling magma. The outfit was completed by a pair of expensive tennis shoes with accents of copper green that matched the color of her hair, showing she paid a lot of attention to her appearance, even when dressing casually.

"No, but I can see why you'd think that," said Moe, grabbing a clump of her hair and tossing it to Izuku as she explained, "My hair might look like flames, but it's actually a type of self-propagating plasma that can range from 25 to 2900°C. I can technically get it to 5000°, but it would damage my scalp and burn my hands."

Catching the surprisingly solid ball of plasma, Izuku was reminded of the sensation of placing his hand on a plasma sphere and, strangely enough, holding a water balloon. Then, completely unexpectedly, two black motes appeared within the nebulous mass, resembling eyes that stared back at him.

Proving he wasn't imagining things, the ball of plasma leaped from Izuku's hand and flew back to Moe, orbiting her head a few times before nuzzling against her face as she laughed and said, "Pretty cool, right? Even since I received one of those Blessings, my flames have been able to behave like they're alive. It's super practical, and we have a whole line of plushies and other merchandise planned because of it."

Returning the slime-like plasma ball to her hair, causing it to become one with its original mass, Moe supplanted, "But we can talk about things like that some other time. For now, you should find someplace to change over and then meet me at the address I send you. I should be there within half an hour."

As it could prove problematic if they were seen walking around with each other, especially when he was in costume, Izuku didn't question Moe and instead teased, "I'm looking forward to it," before winking. Moe laughed in response, but she couldn't conceal the hint of nervousness in her distinct fiery-orange eyes. After all, she hadn't so much as gone on a date since entering the Endeavor Agency six years prior. With Nemuri going so far as to warn them that they might become addicted if they indulge in Izuku's seemingly boundless capacity to supply gratification, Moe couldn't help feeling at least a little concerned that the inordinately tall and handsome youth would devour her whole...

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"Is this your apartment?" asked Izuku, looking around the fairly spacious, modern, and lavishly furnished manshon-style suite Moe had let him into. It reminded him of a high-end business lounge with a large, L-shaped sofa, dozens of chairs, multiple tables, a fully stocked bar, a long table with a hibachi grill, and several pieces of artwork on display, so he wasn't surprised when Moe answered, "Nah. My actual apartment is back at the agency. This place is mainly used for soirees and private get-togethers like birthday celebrations. Endeavor doesn't approve of hosting parties at the agency, so he leases this place as an alternative."

"I guess he can be considerate when he wants to be..." muttered Izuku, gazing over the bar and hibachi grill. Before he could suggest preparing something, however, Moe beat him to it, questioning, "You hungry? Most people assume my outfit is modeled after a nurse, but the base is actually a chef's outfit. I studied culinary arts and traditional Japanese cuisine for two years after high school, so I'm pretty confident in my cooking."

"I'm down," replied Izuku, smiling as he added, "But be warned. I eat as much as five to seven people combined."

"Ha! You ain't the only one," replied Moe, peeling off her jacket to reveal she was wearing a red spaghetti-stop top underneath, emphasizing her lack of a bra and exposing her toned midriff. Then, returning Izuku's wink from earlier, she explained, "My Blazing Hair is technically a mutation, but it functions like an emission-type Quirk. That's what got me into cooking in the first place. I pack away at least ten kilos a day, so I figured it might as well taste good."

Without waiting for Izuku's response, Moe made her way over to the grill and began preparing it. While she did that, he made his way to the kitchen and raided the fridge and pantry for some of the ingredients she would need, earning himself an approving smile but no words of gratitude as she promptly instructed him to go back and grab several specific items. Izuku didn't particularly mind doing as he was told, but he felt it was especially worth it when he returned to find Moe topless, showing off her distinctive fang-like teeth in the form of a visibly nervous smile as she asked, "What? You act like you've never seen a pair of breasts before."

"I will never not stop to admire a beautiful woman who willfully exposes her tits for me..." replied Izuku, setting aside the ingredients to approach and stand behind Moe. She momentarily tensed as he did so but offered no meaningful resistance when he planted his face in her plasma-like hair and began caressing her belly with his right hand. The former smelled like ionized copper and would probably give him a headache if he inhaled too much, but Izuku decided to trust in his [Healthy Body] and [Regeneration] since he knew most women liked being held and having someone smell or kiss the crown of their head. Moe was no exception to this, and since she had never experienced it before, her hands stopped, and she momentarily fell silent, enjoying the feeling of being held without trepidation. She could have done without the substantial bulge pressing against her ass, but she felt it would be stranger if Izuku didn't have at least a partial erection...

"I can't cook if you're holding me..." muttered Moe, her voice sounding uncharacteristically timid as she shattered the lengthy silence that had settled between them.

"Then, before I let you go, tilt your head back..." whispered Izuku, his expression and tone smoldering. Moe didn't comply instantly, but after reminding herself they would probably be doing much more, she leaned back and turned her head to the side to allow Izuku to kiss her. It was her first kiss in a long while, causing the temperature of her hair to skyrocket, but even when it reached a point that would have caused most people to recoil, Izuku continued holding her as if to say he wasn't afraid of getting burned. That was a substantial relief to Moe, as when she got particularly excited, it wasn't just from her head that plasma spouted...

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Contrasting Moe's expectations, Izuku didn't pounce on her the moment they were finished eating. Instead, as she was the one who prepared the meal, he insisted on cleaning up, leaving her observing him at the bar and nursing a can of Sapporo with a rare, neutral expression.

"Are you always like this...?" asked Moe, waiting until Izuku was drying the dishes before interrupting him.

"What do you mean...?" asked Izuku, raising his right brow with a look of mock confusion.

"I mean, I thought I made it clear I was DTF without the need for all the bells and whistles," said Moe, taking a sip from her beer before adding, "I only cooked for us because I was hungry and wanted to ease into things. This whole nice guy act is a bit..."

Shaking his head, Izuku explained, "When I agreed to Sensei's proposal, I promised myself I wouldn't take advantage of my position. I'm more than happy to fuck you six ways from Sunday, but only 'after' you've become a member of my Party. And, even then, I'll only do it if you're willing."

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Catching Izuku a little off guard, Moe created a seal around the mouth of her beer can and sucked up its contents with enough force to cause the can to crumple like plastic. Then, setting the can on the bar's counter, she traced the inordinately long and sharp nail of her index finger around its rim and plainly remarked, "You're making this a lot more complicated than it needs to be..."

Shrugging, Izuku relaxedly replied, "My situation is beyond complicated, so it's important to have principles. Without them, I risk my ego getting too big or losing sight of what's important to me. So, unless you 'want' to fuck, I'm fine with cuddling, hanging out, giving you a massage, or taking a bath together. We don't 'need' to have sex if it would complicate things for you moving forward."

"Hmmm..."

Cracking open another can of beer, Moe eyed Izuku with a contemplative expression for nearly a full minute, loudly sipping the can's contents until it was roughly halfway emptied. Then, setting the can down, she matter-of-factly stated, "I've been psyching myself up for this for weeks. No way in Hell are we 'not' going to fuck. Now, hurry up and finish with the dishes. My pussy has been raring to go ever since you rubbed that massive cock of yours against my ass."

"Then you might need to call the agency and inform them you won't be coming in tomorrow," stated Izuku, matching Moe's usual toothy grin as he promised, "Because you're not going to be able to walk straight once I'm done with you."

"We'll see~" replied Moe, seemingly without fear, but a bead of sweat formed on her cheek as she picked up her half-emptied can of Sopporo and chugged it down before slamming it on the counter and exhaling a satisfied "Haaaaa~" and exclaiming, "That really hits the spot!"

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(A/N: Izuku is Plus Ultra in his own ways (O w O)...)