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CHAPTER 7: TEACH YOU MORE
"Hello darling," she says seductively.
You eye the short whip in her hands before meeting her eyes. She was incredibly gorgeous, you would admit, but the sudden appearance frightened you a bit more than arouse you. Looking at her outfit— you dared not to look around her chest— you assume that she was a Pro Hero, since they would be the ones to wear such flashy outfits in public.
With a hand ready on the doorknob, you prepare yourself for her movements. You trusted no one, and for heroes, you despised them. In your mind you curse yourself for injures you had, it put you at a disadvantage.
With a glare, you confidently spoke to her. "Who are you..?"
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After a moment, she squeals excitedly with a palm pressing her cheek.
"Uwaah! You're even cuter in person!"
What..?
Your pursed lips falter. "Don't mess with me!"
"Kayama Nemuri, also Midnight. Nice to finally meet you, [f/n]-chan!" She smiles.
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Ah, she's friends with that hag.
You lazily crash into your hospital bed, facing down. "What did she tell you?"
"That I am to be your mentor for all things you will overlook!"
You sit up and tilt your head, which Midnight finds adorable. "What else do I need to study? I've already started on Heroics, and I've excelled in my junior high's general subjects—"
She laughs and hits her whip again. "That's exactly why! You're a growing woman so you need to know many other things that you don't have your eyes on!"
Her black boots click as she approached you and put an index under your chin. "But I'm not going to force some topics, so you have to go up to me and ask," she whispers, making you blush slightly.
You lightly smack her arm away and pout. "And what if I don't want you to teach me?"
She grins. "Trust me, darling. I'm the only one you could ask and also the only ticket out of this boring hospital. You're going to want me~!"
Your head perks up with curious eyes. "Did you say 'ticket out'?"
The Pro Hero squeals again and captures you in a hug. "Yes! You're so ambitious~!"
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The natural pout on your face now seemed more of a frustrated frown as you looked down to your outfit.
A short lilac skirt, a short-sleeved white blouse that was tucked in, cotton white socks, and black high-top sneakers. Midnight was the one to put it together. You felt that you'd rather wear the plain white pajama set the hospital gave you.
You look to your behind, blushing at how much skin the short skirt revealed. Instinctively you try to pull down the fabric a bit more, but unfortunately it always seemed to fly back up.
"Is this really... appropriate..?!" You angrily asked.
"Of course it is! Look how cute you look!" She licks her lips.
"C-Can I at least have some shorts to wear?!"
"You don't need them. Besides, this is what girls at your age like to wear! Try to get used to it."
"Who said I wanted to dress like other girls?!"
You went over the your hospital room's storage closet and took out a grey jacket. After unzipping you wrapped and tied it around your waist.
Midnight moans in disappointment. "You ruined my look for you!"
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You sat in the passenger seat, watching Midnight drive and park at an electronics store. The small building looked shabby and the television-shaped sign on top looked tired. When she turns off the engine, you went to unbuckle but she stops you by pinching your cheek.
"Ow! Why—"
"No. You wait here," she says, before shutting the door behind her.
You rub your cheek and hoped to undo the pain.
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Wow, she's taking a while.
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You see her walk back to the car.
When she enters, she tosses a black box into your lap. "That's for you."
You put your ear near to the box and weighed it with your hands. Whatever is inside was quite light.
"What is it?"
"See for yourself."
You slid open the cardboard lid and find a pink flip phone. It fit well in your palm and had a angry rabbit charm attached, the adorable style must've been her idea. You put it in your skirt's pocket.
Midnight starts to drive out the parking lot with a small smile on her face.
"Sorry it's not a modern touchscreen phone."
You furrow your brows. "Thank you but, why do I need a phone? Is there a mission—"
She laughs. "No! You're a teenager so you need a phone. How are you supposed to sext men?"
You tilt your head. "'Sext'? What is that?"
She grins evilly. "I'm glad you asked."
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"We're here!" She announces.
You unfasten your seatbelt and open your door shakily. With a deep blush on your face, you exit the car with a slightly wobbly walk.
I wish I never asked.
There was no way to escape Midnight's ramblings of sexting in a moving car— well, there was a time you considered jumping out, but that was something you couldn't go without injury. So you had no choice but to endure it for the whole ride.
She leaves the car with that same evil look. "You know, sex and horniness are natural—"
You cover your red ears. "I don't want to know!"
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You look up at the blue glass building, appearing to be made of four connected buildings. It was surrounded by a cream-colored gate, it looked old with the few areas of chipped paint. At the entrance was a blue arc, on top was a sign with golden letters.
U.A.
"Today there's a small tour that they're giving for selected junior high students, and you're an exception! You're lucky that Principal Nezu favors you." Midnight walks ahead of you.
You narrow your eyes. "Is it a good idea to let in people so easily..?"
She smiles at your concern.
"The security here is great. You don't have to worry."
CHAPTER 7 END