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“More people means more crime which means more heroes which in turn breeds more villains. It seems to be a never ending cycle when it’s looked at in that light.” He mused softly. 

“The people are very fortunate to have a doctor on hand too, in case things get out of hand.” 

“Oh, I do what I need to do. Keep the children healthy, heroes in top condition, civilians cared for... We all have to do our part!”

She’ll just leave out the part that she’s also a villain friendly clinic for now. Hey, they needed treatment from time to time too. She just wasn’t one to turn them in when they arrive.

     “Oh - okay! I’ll uh, I’ll wait here.” 

      Izuku nodded, patiently waiting near the bar while she changed. It was no surprise that she dressed well, seeing as she had a stylist and all, but he was still a little taken aback by just how expensive her outfit looked. No wonder she was so willing to spend money on him for so little reason... Everyone else in the League was semi-broke, maybe save for Kurogiri and All for One himself, so he had to wonder what someone with her kind of money was doing here… But he wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. He tentatively took her arm, not really used to contact that wasn’t violence, but he was far from complaining!

    “Cool! I’m uh, I’m excited to meet him!” 

The hesitation and tension in him was clear to her. But Urai wasn’t going to say anything about it. No, she was just going to spoil this boy to death today. Such a cutie who has had quite a rough time lately. She was sure she had seen him before, but she couldn’t put her finger on it. But he didn’t recognize her so it didn’t matter.

Patting his arm with her other hand, she lead him out of the hide-out and into the night.

His face reddened, an obvious sign that he was interested in what she said, even if he refused to admit it “Are you just trying to mimic Ironashi? I don’t want a copycat.” he turned his face away, frowning “Modern clothing is perfectly fine…it’s not as if she walks around in kimono all the time. I don’t want a maiden….I just…like some of the aesthetics.” he would accept a modern woman, of course he would. It’s not like he expected his lover to act perfectly traditional and such all day every day….he just liked how it looked, and the novelty. That’s the whole reason he had visited the tea house so frequently, after all. It was a nice escape from reality.

“You aren’t going to be able to seduce me like this. My feelings for you aren’t going to change as long as you do criminal activity and act so possessive.”

“I could be your little shrine maiden in bed. Sweet and innocent and oh so perfect to be corrupted by you.”

Despite his words, she kept going, working at him more and more.

“By day I can be modern and proper. And by night, I can wear traditional. Be pure and maidenish for you.”

Her fingers danced over his torso, but one hand moved up to tease at his throat.

   ― ❝ Now we’re talkin’ the same language!! ‘m all ‘bout scammin’ men outta their time & money; it’s one of my many passions in life. ❞

“Oh well not that important. I do rather enjoy it though.” He chuckled with a smile. “It’s a good city. Sort of a hotspot for trouble but then again, most of the bigger cities are the same way.”

“The unfortunate thing about bigger cities. Larger populations of people become targets for trouble.”

It was the nature of the beast. More targets for every kind of villain that had something to prove.

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If he’d been able to he probably would have bitten her “Are you trying to test whether I’d like you better if you weighed more?” he grumbled “Me disliking you has nothing to do with your appearance and everything to do with your treatment of me, your crimes, and your entitlement….while I’m sure I would find you more attractive if you were rounder, it still wouldn’t negate all the bad shit you’ve done.”

Well, that was only partially true. As moral as he liked to consider himself…he was a bit biased.

Him saying he would like her more was all she needed to keep going.

“What if I dyed my hair a more traditional color? If I’m so entitled, I could wear more modest clothing for you. I’ll wear Iromujis and Komons for you.”

Her fingers danced over his scar still, pressing just a little harder now from over his shirt.

      He nodded and shook her hand, albeit lightly - his hands were still fairly damaged, so he didn’t want to squeeze too hard and have that pain shoot through his bones. 

      “Nice to - to meet you, Refractis.” 

       He stammered a little on that, a tentative smile pulling at his lips. It was crooked and nervous, but genuine. He almost laughed out of sheer surprise at the suggestion of going to a hair stylist and going shopping - it had been a long time since he’d done either of those things… But he sure as hell wasn’t going to turn an offer like that down!

     “Really? Wow, uh - that sounds awesome! Thank you so much!”

What a cute boy he was. Nervous but still seemingly excited to go with her. With a warm chuckle, she offered a bright smile.

“Wonderful! Let me change into some civilian clothing and we will go, ‘kay?”

Urai was excited to spoil this adorable boy. She was quick to change into some rather expensive and fashionable clothing in the other room before coming out to offer Deku her arm.

“You could just stop being a thief.” he grumbled, though he couldn’t stop a small shivering going through him as she dug her fingers into his sensitive flesh “m-mmngh…not…Not right now. My daughter…” he didn’t want to get into anything with Momoka in the other room “Stop it.”

“Well, I need something to fill my time with if I stop. Otherwise I might get bored and go back. If I got bigger hips, wider legs... that would stop me from even doing that.”

Her touching lightened up, but didn’t quit as she leaned her body into him more, nuzzling into his torso with her nose.

Toshinori tried to get out now that she had loosened the crystals, though he had no choice but to allow her to lean on him since he was still trapped.

“Don’t touch me.” he wiggled, trying to shove her off of him “I hate you. Just leave.”

“No you don’t. I know you don’t.”

She snuggled into him more, resting her head on his torso with a pleased sigh. Her hand began to creep along his scar.

“You know... If I got heavier. I wouldn’t be able to be a thief anymore...” 

“Me?” He waited for her to be ready before walking, making sure her heel was good to go. “I’m a detective in Musutafu.”

“Ooh, a rather important man walking me to my work then!”

Urai teased, giggling with a chipper tone before calming quickly to be polite.