As night fell, Momo sat by the window and blankly stared at the scenery. At this moment, her emotions were a mess.

The night scenery of the Yaoyorozu mansion was unlike any other place. As far as one’s eyes could see, it was like a luxurious forest full of life and light.

Momo stretched out her hand and gently stroked the window before her eyes. The ice-cold tactile sensation came through, but it wasn’t enough to calm her. Instead, Momo felt cold as if she were in an ice cave. Her muscles were totally tight like she was huddled in a corner and shivering like a mouse waiting for a cat’s arrival.

(This can’t do!)

She shook her head in denial before forcing herself to her feet and turning her attention indoors.

Momo inched towards the mirror beside her bed and observed herself. The maiden in the reflection was as beautiful and graceful as always. However, this time, she wasn’t in her usual simple robes, but in an elegant and luxurious black dress. It was the one she was trying yesterday.

This was apparel that nobles put on for dance parties and banquets. As the heiress of the Yaoyorozu Family, this dress had been through meticulous alterations to fit her body nicely, highlighting her slender waist and large bosoms. The black silk yarn fell gracefully on her shoulders, showing off a pair of fair shoulders and tender arms. Matching with a silver necklace and a pair of delicate gemstone earrings, she let off an elegant charm.

Such dress up undoubtedly made one the center of attention in a ballroom. However, it inevitably felt out of place as she wore it in the room. She looked at her reflection blankly as she stacked her palms on her chest and puckered her brows slightly.

“Th-This looks ridiculous.”

Momo couldn’t help but blush and hurriedly scuttled to the wardrobe on the other side of the room. She opened the doors of the wardrobe and rummaged through the dresses attentively before letting out a long sigh after a few moments and then closing the doors of the wardrobe. She sat down on a chair and held her hand against her forehead.

“What exactly am I doing…”

Since coming back from school, she had tried on all the dresses in her wardrobe and her makeup was also re-applied at least two to three times. However, she still wasn’t satisfied. To her, these clothes would either seem too childish, overly flirtatious or simple in Kuroha eyes… which made it hard for her to decide. Although in the final moments, she had decided to wear her favorite black nightgown, she began to feel ill at ease while waiting… After all, this gown was too outrageous in this place.

(What would Kuroha think if he sees this? Will he think that I’m vain? Haughty? Weird?)

Momo didn't even feel so much stress when she confessed for the first time. After a while, she covered her face with her hands..

(Why am I acting like this?)

She couldn’t figure out why she panicked in this situation and was even this hesitant and indecisive. After all, she had made her decision. It might be childish, but right now Kuroha was the only one for her.

Momo couldn’t be blamed for feeling depressed in this difficult situation. After all, their relationship indeed was somewhat odd. Most human relationships would develop step by step from gaining interest in one another and finally reaching the last step of sexual intercourse.

However, their relationship was totally different. Both of them didn’t advance step by step, but instead, she was trying to skip all the steps and go straight to the last.

Due to this, Momo had conflicting views. There were many times that she had decided to call off her plan, but she couldn’t pluck up the courage. And right now, the most important moment of her life was finally here. She couldn’t miss this.

(I can do it.)

After taking a deep breath, she took her and dialed Kuroha number. It was time.

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The teleportation was instantaneous. Still, seeing Kuroha appear, Momo innately leaped up like a startled bunny. She looked at him in uncertainty and subconsciously placed her palm on her bountiful chest before sucking in a deep breath and forcing herself to calm down.

“Hello, how are you?”

“Hum… Fine, what about you?.” He was a little surprised at the question but still answered.

“I am fine. ahaha.” She couldn’t help but let out an awkward laugh as she answered back.

Kuroha revealed an odd expression as he looked at her which made her tense. Frankly she was really beautiful. No even more beautiful than usual. She was like a very beautiful fairy. Her gown made in such a way that your eyes couldn't help but stay fixed her on.

Momo blushed and squirmed a little under Kuroha intense gaze. She began to regret a little her choice.

( As I thought. This dress is a complete mistake. If I knew this would happen, I would’ve worn my usual robe.)

However, the odd expression on Kuroha faces only lasted for a second before he regained his usual expression and nodded towards Momo.

“So...Why did you call me?”

Kuroha, of course, had a hunch, but he didn’t want to startle her. What more, he could be wrong. That would be really embarrassing if it was the case,

“H-Hi, Please take a seat first.”

Her heart was beating so fast it felt like it would leap out of her throat. The worse was that she knew about Kuroha abilities to feel blood circulation.

“Oh. By the way, I remember that Aizawa seinse said that tomorrow we would choose the representative of the class. What do you think?”

After a few seconds, Momo finally asked. However, it was entirely out of topic. Kuroha tilted his head in wonder, but still answered truthfully

“Not really interested. I don’t want such a useless and time-consuming position.”

It was true, generally, one of the advantages of being a representative was the divers’ recommendation one could get upon graduating. But what was the use of recommendation for Kuroha?

His relationship with Nighteyes and All Might might be a little strained, but he had no doubt that he would lack a recommendation from them if he so wished. If you added Milenia and Mirko? Well, let’s just say, that obtaining work had never been a problem for Kuroha.

“I see…”

Momo awkwardly replied and the atmosphere became silent once again. Kuroha didn’t speak as he attentively scanned the girl before his eyes. On the other end of the table, Momo continued to stare blankly at the tableware and abruptly regained her senses after a while.

“Ah, yes, sorry… Kuroha. I have forgotten that I invited you for tea…”

Momo stood up in a panic and poured a cup of red tea for Kuroha. However, perhaps due to her excessive nervousness, her hands slightly trembled and red tea overflowed and spilled onto the table.

“Ah!”

Frightened by the spillage, Momo gasped and instinctively tried to wipe the water stains off the table with a cloth. However, she instantly retracted her hand upon getting into contact with the boiling tea. And at this moment, she lost her balance and tripped to the ground.

“Ah…!”

Her screams abruptly stopped because at this instance, Kuroha grabbed her hand and dragged her into his arms. She loosened her grip of the teapot and along with a crisp smash, the teapot shattered into a pile of debris after hitting the floor.

“… *Argh*… *Argh*…”

Momo began to tremble as she whimpered. She felt so embarrassed she could die. How could she act so clumsily at such an important juncture

(I screwed up again. I thought as long as I tried my best, everything would work out. So how did things become like this? What curse did I get myself into?)

Tears could be seen beginning to gather in the corner of her eyes as she buried her head deeper in Kuroha embrace,

“I’m so sorry, Momo.”

And at this moment, Kuroha voice sounded in her ears. Momo widened her eyes strangely and gazed at the young man before her eyes. Although Kuroha was still displaying his usual expressionless face, this time, she discovered that his smile was filled with a few traces of apologies.

“If I’ve put you into a difficult situation, allow me to apologize… To be frank, you look really adorable right now,”

“Eh?”

Momo widened her eyes in shock as she stared blankly into Kuroha’s eyes.

“You …”

Kuroha decided to be more forward, from what he read, the man had to take the rein in such a situation, otherwise, it would only make the girl more awkward and strain their relationship

“A young lady invites a man to her room late at night, dressed in such a luxurious dress. Anyone can understand what this means unless one’s an idiot…”

Kuroha might not be experienced in a matter of sex, but he wasn’t an idiot either.

Momo fair and smooth cheeks instantly blushed. She wished she could crawl into a hole.

(Was I that blatant?)

Seeing her react like that, Kuroha firmed his resolve before lifting her in a princess carry and then laying her down on her bed.

“Kuroha!?”

Feeling the soft, fluffy bed on her back, Momo tightened her body. Although she did predict that things would end up at this state, Kuroha’s fast actions had exceeded her imaginations.

She gazed at him in uncertainty and clawed onto her skirt while her body was as stiff as an ice sculpture. But out of her expectations, Kuroha didn’t act as she thought. He didn’t rapidly ‘attack’, but instead, he quietly looked into her eyes while revealing a very serious expression.

“Although I understand your intentions, I would still like to ask you again. Momo, are you really willing to do this?”

“…”

“I admit, I do feel good about you and I like you a lot. But I don’t treat you as my most important partner. So I will mostly be unable to return the same treatment you expect. Is this fine by you too?”

“I… I…”

In a state of confusion, Momo gazed blankly at Kuroha and revealed her rare timid side. However, Kuroha didn’t stop confessing. He wanted no misunderstanding. He didn’t want to give false hope to Momo then continue to deal with Himiko or even Mirko. He hated such drama born out of a misunderstanding the most.

“I’ll put this up front… I don’t want to lose you. You could say that I will most likely be a very dominating boyfriend. If you are willing to become my woman, then you will be my woman forever. And now… You still have a chance to turn back.”

Momo felt like her heart would ripe out of her chest, she should have felt sad at such confession, but rather than sadness, all she could feel was deep happiness as love gushed out of her chest. She couldn’t help but leaned her head to the side shyly. Her face was flushed red and at the same time, she pouted her mouth slightly.

Seeing her react like that, Kuroha let out a smile, it was surprisingly fun to play the dominant

“Now is the time for you to express your feelings… isn’t it?”

“I… I… I…”

Momo’s face flushed red at Kuroha’s teasing. She gaped and finally gritted her teeth and said with conviction.

“I had already decided to become your woman long ago. Everything I have, everything I am, belongs to you.”

“Good.”

Kuroha nodded in satisfaction after hearing Momo answer. He extended his arm to gently fondle the maiden’s cheek before leaning in towards her ear.

“Since you said so… Then, from today onwards, you are my possession… If you don’t agree, I will make you understand.”

It seemed like it was time to use all the knowledge obtained from books and from Minegata.