The fun part about manifesting as a Dungeon Lord when your Dungeon has two managers is that you don’t actually have to ask the other administrator for their permission to do so. They can just pick the [Dungeon Lord] button in the main menu, pick their species, set up all the sliders (Izuku decided to make himself 18 years old like everyone else), pick their skills and abilities and click the [Manifest] button before appearing in the [Throne Room].
“Are you serious?” Tomura says, glaring at Midoriya. He has wolf ears and a tail, and so does Midoriya. “You not only manifested at the exact same time but you also picked the same spe…”
Midoriya acts on instinct, and his instinct tells him to sock Shigaraki in the face.
Shigaraki responds in kind a moment later, leaping at him while yelling that he’s going to fucking kill him.
They end up howling, punching, biting and scratching each other in the middle of the Throne Room until Kirishima comes and separates them.
Izuku regrets nothing, as he was waiting for it for what felt like a lifetime.
***
Once he was finished trying to claw Midoriya’s eyes out (and regretting that he didn’t have his quirk anymore), Tomura decided to go hang out with Spinner in the now empty Floor Guardian Room of the 4th Level, the one with the ball traps.
Just to have some time to freaking rest from having to spend too much time in Midoriya’s proximity.
Which was a pretty awesome thing for Izuku who, frankly, had enough of him as well and dreamed for a long time about finally being able to spend his time with his friends. Hell, he could even spend that time with Monoma, it was still going to be an improvement.
Thankfully, Monoma went to check up on Komori, leaving Yaoyorozu, Kirishima, Uraraka and Toga to hang with him, letting him talk all his worries away and eat some meat that Toga got for him.
No, he still has no idea how to deal with Himiko being there, sitting right next to Ochako and clearly eating him with her eyes. He decides to act just like his best friend does and just… ignore the whole controversy.
He even admits to being the man behind the idea of the trap that actually ended up killing someone, to which Kirishima and Yaoyorozu exchange brief glances before Kirishima pats him on his back and tells him that it was just an accident, but not liking it despite there being no punishment and only rewards for doing so is manly.
Yaoyorozu then tells him that considering the fact that the wolfman was an armed trespasser and he still tried to incapacitate him without killing, she’s sure that it would be ruled as self-defense.
When Izuku counters that he knew that the man didn’t plan to kill them, she replies that he could never be sure if the man wouldn’t act on instinct after reaching their Throne Room and seeing the treasure in front of him.
They actually manage to make him feel a bit better about himself. That was… a lot of pressure that he managed to let out.
It was great.
“Well, I think that we’ll be off for a while.” Yaoyorozu announces at some point while standing off the table in their living room. Izuku missed out the look and a quick nod that she got from Uraraka a moment ago. “If it’s not a problem with you, we’ll quickly visit the place where Toga has encountered the Hamadryad and look for some herbs that she missed. Toga, we’re going to need you as a guide.”
“Ehhh?” Toga blinks at her. “But I don’t wanna!”
“Do that for Izuku.” Uraraka decides to use the vocal equivalent of a lockpick.
“Oh, alright then.” Toga nods, proving Uraraka’s verbal lockpicking skills to be something to behold. “I’ll lead you then! Follow me.”
And so, they leave. Izuku remained behind with just Ochako.
“Izuku?” Uraraka then says to Izuku, who can’t help but notice some sort of… worry? Confusion? Embarrassment? “Do you remember how I told you that there’s something very… impulsive that I want to do in the future?”
“Yes?” He asks back. “What is it?”
“I have something to show you.” She then tells him, her confusion suddenly gone. She must have come to a decision. “It’s in my room, please follow me.”
“Alright.” Izuku replies immediately while standing off the table. “Let’s go then!” He is genuinely curious about what it might be.
***
“Alright.” Uraraka says a moment later as they are both standing in the middle of her room. It’s identical to the others - small, yet kinda cozy, with a bed, a small wardrobe, a table and a chair. “Now, I need you to close your eyes.”
“Eh?” Izuku blinks at her. Then he realizes that she wanted to do some dramatic reveal to him. Did she get him a present or something? But from where? “Okay.”
He closes his eyes as he was told. He has full, unconditional and completely doubtless trust in her. The idea that it might be something malicious doesn’t even cross his mind (and correctly so).
He isn’t sure how to interpret the sounds that he hears. He has wolfman ears right now, and this does improve his hearing a lot, but he just isn’t sure what he hears. A lot of rustling of fabric, but what could it…
“Y-you can o-open your eyes.” Uraraka says, her voice audibly shaking. And Izuku does as she told him.
Just to see his best friend standing right in front of him, completely naked, although covering certain parts of herself with her hands. With a fierce blush on her face, as she must have found it absolutely embarrassing (and understandably so).
Izuku reacts rationally. Namely, he simultaneously freezes (outwardly) and freaks out (internally), not knowing what to do with his eyes, his hands and his mouth.
“Wawawawawawawawa….” Is all that he manages to do with his mouth. He can only imagine just how incredibly red his face now was, at least if he had enough mental faculties left to imagine anything .
“S-sorry for this.” Uraraka manages to say, her eyes trying to stay on him but failing as embarrassment overtook her completely. “B-but I wanted to avoid a-any… m-misunderstandings. And t-to make sure t-that you k-know that I’m s-serious a-about it and you’d h-have to g-give me a-an answer.”
“A-a-a-answer to w-what?!” Izuku manages to stutter in a way that almost resembles a coherent speech.
His eyes were, obviously, covered right now. Or, to be exact, closed and covered. Though he now had a lot of mental images and that was being extremely hard to process, which was occupying most of his now rebooted mental faculties.
“My c-confession.” Uraraka replies. Izuku’s heart skips a few beats. “I’ve h-had a crush on you, for a w-while. I’ve decided to i-ignore it, focus on being your friend and on becoming the b-best pro-hero that I could be. But… I can’t be a p-pro-hero anymore, now c-can I? So there’s no p-point in d-denying myself. And my g-goal for this s-second life is to live it w-without regrets.” She laughs nervously while somehow going even redder. “E-even if I a-already regret h-having the s-stupid i-idea to confess l-like this.”
Ochako… Ochako had a crush? On him ? That was… well, she was pretty, beautiful even, and he knew that, he noticed that, just… she was the first girl that he has ever talked with, he never even thought that she might be seeing him like this and…
“Izuku.” She says and he immediately realizes that he mumbled most of those words aloud and she heard it. He can feel her hands on his forearms and freezes like a deer in the headlights. “Look at me, please.”
He does. And ohmygodshe’ssocloseandshelookssoprettybutlookingatherfeelssowrongand
There is a strangely determined look on her face. And it doesn’t seem as if she was stuttering anymore.
“You’re a great person.” She informs him, looking straight into his eyes. She smells so pretty too… NOT THE RIGHT MOMENT FOR THAT! “I fell for you because of your kindness, your diligence, your heroism and your readiness to kick ass when needed. You fighting Overhaul was the most awesome thing that I have ever seen. So don’t you dare look down on yourself, okay?”
“O-okay.” Izuku stammers out nervously. “B-b-b-but you’re my b-best friend.”
“I am.” Uraraka nods, before briefly clenching her teeth and then forcing herself to continue. “And if you don’t want this to happen, I’ll accept it. We’ll be best friends forever, and nothing can change that. But I do believe that I can be your lover and your best friend. In fact, I think it only makes things better. It makes things not be all about just s-sex, right?” She adds, stuttering a little at the word.
“I-I s-s-s-see.” He stutters out nervously. It’s… is that a good point? He genuinely doesn’t know. “A-aren’t we m-minors?” Sixteen years olds, technically, even if somewhat close to seventeen, but…
“Physically, we’re 18 years old.” Uraraka replies. She doesn’t seem to be surprised by the words. She probably asked that question to herself already. “Mentally? I think we’ve matured a bit faster than most, courtesy of Shigaraki and Overhaul. Besides, if we were old enough to take part in the battle that Shie Hassaikai raid was, I think that we’re old enough to drink. And indulge in the s-s-spicier snuggles.”
“I…” Izuku almost looks down, only to realize where he’d be looking if he did that and freak out internally again.
“So…” She says as she moves her hands up, holding his own, their fingers intertwining together. “What do you choose? Best friends for life or best friends and lovers for life?”
***
Some time later, as Izuku is lying on her bed, under a thin blanket (that really can’t be called a quilt, he should improve their bedding somehow) and on his right side, with Ochako in the same position right before him, he is forced to face a certain realization.
He made a decision. And he definitely doesn’t regret it.
Especially as he was now as naked as she was, and was holding her tightly from behind, Ochako clearly enjoying their intimate closeness and warmth as much as he was.
It didn’t deal with all the stress that he was in ever since his ‘arrival’ in this world. But it definitely made him not care about that for a moment. And that was good enough for him.
He decides (on a whim, really) to kiss the side of her neck, and that’s enough to make her turn her head to look at him, before turning her entire body around and wrapping her arms around his head, getting… very close to him.
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“Whenever you feel like you’re tired or stressed, and have some spare mana, just drop by.” She tells him, the world’s most beautiful smile on her face. “I’m always ready to go on a walk with you, through the Dungeon, holding hands. Or give you a hug and let you vent your problems out to me. Or, well.” She winks at him, and somehow it makes him blush a little even after… all this. “You’ve broken your body over and over again during the first year of your high school. You deserve to enjoy yourself a bit, you know? Just no more bone juice, please.”
He’ll never free himself from the bone juice, it seems.
“I know that this wasn’t the usual order of events in a relationship, and yes I know that the way I confessed was… stupid.” Ochako continues while blushing again. “I have no idea why I thought that it was a good idea. Sure, I wanted to avoid turning it into a romcom when I try to confess but you misunderstand it due to not believing that I could be into you, and it lasts who knows how long. which considering the fact that we might as well be attacked and killed tomorrow, feels like a stupid waste of time. But I definitely could figure out a better idea. ”
“It’s alright, Ochako.” Izuku replies, while looking at her face up close. It’s absolutely enchanting. “You’re so pretty.”
Yeah, he didn’t actually plan to say it, it just came out on its own. And judging from the look on Ochako’s face, she liked it.
So much that she actually… licked his cheek?
“Eeh?” Izuku blinks at her.
“Must be some wolf thing.” Ochako replies, clearly not feeling embarrassed about it at all. Or at least she doesn’t seem more embarrassed than she was before she did that. “I just felt like licking you. Not the most hygienic thing, but…”
He licks her nose back, lightly. Somehow she manages to wrap herself around him even closer, Izuku doing his best to reciprocate.
She was so warm and…
“You smell so pretty too.” He says. He enjoys Ochako blushing a bit, before her eyes suddenly shoot wide.
“Oh, no.” She says, looking suddenly horrified. “I just realized. Himiko! She’s going to smell you all over me! She’s going to be insufferable!”
Izuku would personally be more concerned with Monoma doing the same thing, but… that just makes him confused.
“I’m actually surprised that she hasn't figured it all out and sneaked back to listen in on us.” Izuku replies. He realized by now that Yaoyorozu was ‘hired’ to get everyone off their back and give them some privacy. Including Toga.
“I’ve totally done that!” They then freeze as they hear Toga’s very cheerful voice coming from outside of Ochako’s room. Right outside the entrance to it, to be exact. “And damn, that was some of the hottest stuff I’ve ever heard! Especially Ochako-chan’s attempts at dirty talk! She must have seen some of the same stuff that I’ve did on the internet and was doing her best to be confident while saying it, but she was sooooo embarrassed that it didn’t quite work! That was the best type of sweet and spicy mix!”
Izuku is still frozen, but he manages to look back on Ochako. And immediately realizes Himiko she went a step or two too far by interrupting their sweet moment together. Because Ochako is seething.
“Wait here.” She says and then quickly goes out of the bed (Izuku once again not knowing what to do with his eyes, as she’s still very, very naked) and walks over to her wardrobe before starting to pull something out of it.
It’s a rope, Izuku realizes a second later. Uh-oh.
“My favorite part was definitely when she told you to ‘paint her insides white’, except it was more like ‘p-p-p-p-paint my i-insides w-white, I-Izuku!’.” Toga, unaware of her inevitable fate, keeps digging her grave deeper by quite decently mimicking Ochako’s earlier words. “It was so cute and yet so sexy that I just…” Ochako leaves her room, Izuku still lying on her bed and not knowing what to do. “Oh, oh! Are you coming here to invite me for some sloppy seconds and afterc… Aaaaa!”
What follows are sounds of struggle, hissing, growling, and then of someone being dragged into what Izuku presumes to be Toga’s room on the opposite side of the corridor. Some time later, Ochako returns and slips back into bed.
“I had her bound, gagged and stuffed something into her ears, so we should have some peace, quiet and privacy for now.” Ochako then says while wrapping her arms around him again. “Where were we at?”
“Will you bind me too if I ask?” Izuku says.
“What?” Uraraka blinks at him.
“What?” Izuku says back in shock, only now realizing what he just said. Stupid monkey brain of his! “Errr… I said, ‘will you hug me too if I ask’, but I guess that I forgot that you’ve already said you would.”
“Oh, okay.” Uraraka replies, clearly deciding that what she thought she heard was too out of place to be real. Izuku immediately feels guilty for gaslighting her. But it had to be done! “Guess that I should be happy that I… errr… that I can easily distract you.”
“Yes, yes you can.” Izuku replies. “You’re extremely distracting, especially when you look like t-this.” He can feel himself blushing a bit at the last word.
“Dork.” Uraraka replies with a bright smile on her face before licking his nose quickly. “Absolute dork, and I love it sooo much.”
Izuku can’t help but lick her back. It was just something in the… atmosphere, okay? Or maybe in his current body. Well, did it really count as a problem? It was just.. relaxing. Enjoyable. Nice.
Should he have that talk right now?
“Ochako?” He says quietly, Uraraka raising an eyebrow. “Sorry to talk about another woman while with you, but… what about… you know?”
She sighs.
“Just for the future, you can talk about other women when we’re together.” She informs him. “You can talk about everything when we’re together. It’s not even a matter of me being jealous or not, it’s a matter of me unconditionally trusting that you wouldn’t do anything that could hurt me.” Izuku nods faintly. “As for Himiko… well. I intended to wait with that talk for later, for when we… get more used to our new relationship status.”
“I think that it should go both ways.” Izuku replies. “If you want me to talk openly about everything, you should do so too.”
“It’s not about… being open.” Uraraka sighs, Izuku giving her a confused look. “Look, I’m going to ask you a very strange question, so please don’t freak out, alright?” Izuku nods. He slept with Ochako, there’s no way something can make him freak out more than her confession did! “Are you, errr, against the idea of turning this relationship into a love triangle?”
Izuku does a previously inconceivable thing and breaks the word he gave to Ochako. And he does freak out. Mostly by freezing on the spot.
“W-what?” He stammers out. “B-but… i-is that even, you know, l-legal?”
“Izuku.” Uraraka sighs loudly. “Let me put it this way. This whole isekai adventure? This is the ultimate test of character. There are no police, no pro-heroes, our teachers and parents aren’t here, we live away from the reach of law, we do not need to be concerned with the HPSC or the public opinion about us, we can get away with murdering people, and we can even do it without anyone other than ourselves knowing it.”
“That’s…” Izuku thinks it over for a moment. “... kind of correct. But I don’t feel like changing myself because of that.”
“This means you’ve passed that test.” Uraraka replies before shrugging lightly when he looks at her with a surprised look on his face. “Look, unless someone goes really bad, I’m not going to mind it. Myself? I love fighting. I want to fight. I decided that if I end up killing someone in the process, then I’m going to be conditionally alright with that. For as long as they’ve come to the Dungeon and knew the risks, or if they attacked me and left me no other choice. I’m fine with taking their stuff, and frankly, if we found a group of, say, Rampant Bloom worshippers, then I wouldn’t mind burning their base to the ground after stealing everything they had, simply because they’re making the world worse and are disgusting.” She finishes her lecture by sighing loudly and then asking a question. “Do you think that I’ve passed the test?”
“I…” Izuku thinks it over for a while, because he feels like she wouldn’t accept a half-baked answer here. “... I guess you did. You changed, but the core of yourself stayed as it was. And if you saw someone innocent being attacked while out there in the wilds, you’d still come out to help them, right?”
“I definitely would.” Uraraka replies without a hint of hesitation. “I guess I’m planning to become the ‘honorable’ sort of barbarian warrior. If there is such a thing in this world.” Izuku can understand that much. “And, guess what? I think that when it’s not bad , I’d rather go a bit wild if it helps me live without any regrets about missing out on something. As for the subject at hand? I don’t have to bother with what my teachers or the society or the press have to say about it, so I’m going to do whatever I fancy, for as long as the people directly involved in it will be alright with that. Because if they didn’t, I’d be a bad person. And I’d fail the test.”
“I… guess.” Izuku decided to concede the point. She’s probably going to try to get really drunk whenever they’ll have the alcohol available, simply because she can. “But… don’t you have to be into girls to make the triangle? I mean, I’d feel kinda bad if it was just me getting the… errr, whole thing?”
Uraraka gives him the look. While blushing again.
“Wait, really?” Izuku lets out, completely surprised by this revelation.
“Look, I just never… really… dig deep into that.” Uraraka admits, blushing even more. “I… didn’t want to stand out from the people at my old school, and I didn’t feel comfortable exploring… anything else. And then I fell for you, and then I decided to ignore the whole subject in favor of becoming a pro-hero, and I was kinda fine with having it that way and…”
She manages to restrain the flood of words enough to sigh loudly.
“I guess I just don’t really care what other people think about what I do, not now that we’re in a completely different world.” She then says. “And I’m not going to lie. As I am right now, I only truly love you.”
Izuku can’t help but feel warmth on the inside with those words.
“If it was the past Himiko… if it was, you know, Toga, then none of that would be on the table, obviously.” Uraraka continues. “I don’t think that any sane person could look at us and be like, ‘oh, they’d make for such a great couple!’. She tried to stab me, she tried to stab you, she tried to stab Tsuyu, she tried to stab Aizawa-sensei…” She sighs. “Yeah, no. I could, maybe, admit in some particularly strange and extreme set of circumstances that she looked cute , but, you know, still a villain. And potentially a murderer.”
She didn’t have a court case for that, obviously. But she definitely killed at least some people during her villain career, that much wasn’t really up to a debate.
“But now her being a villain doesn’t really matter.” Izuku understands that much. “And whether she’s responsible for those murder attempts or not is debatable, as she’s merely a copy of the person responsible for them. And hasn’t tried to stab any of us yet.”
“Yes, precisely.” Uraraka nods faintly. “So, Toga was a big nope. Himiko though? Her feline antics are funny and her horniness is sort of endearing and might mean some interesting things for the future, but as I said, as of right now, I only love you. But if you and Himiko decide that you want her to be involved, I’ll be fine with that. And definitely… have some fun.” She clears her throat, clearly embarrassed with what she said. “So, you know, consider things. Whatever you decide, I’ll be fine with that.”
“I…” Izuku finds himself suddenly blushing twice as much. “... I think that we should wait with any, errr, changes. Get used to, you know, us. All I can promise you when she’s concerned is that I won’t just… discount the idea without thinking about it. What I can tell you right now is that I don’t feel like getting into it if it’s going to be just a one-time thing or anything like this, you get me?”
“I do.” Uraraka says before hugging him so closely that she can rub her nose into his. “And that’s just a part of how cute, kind and adorable you are. And I love it soo much in you.”
After some quick thinking, Izuku decides to just… keep laying in that warm and by now surprisingly comfortable bed, and enjoy it. He definitely needs to rest and recuperate mentally from all the shock and stress and existential confusion brought by landing in another universe against his will.
And by having to do all of that with Tomura Shigaraki.
***
“Holy shit.” Spinner blinks at Shigaraki. “Midoriya really is fucked up in the head. I can understand everything, I can justify… almost everything, but showing you femboy All for One and futa catgirl All Might is fucking too much.”
“I know, right?!” Shigaraki throws his arms up. “He is absolutely fucked up! Who made him like this?! I don’t know and I don’t even want to know! And I live in constant fear that he’ll decide to involve Stain in this whole bullshit? Can you even imagine kawaii catboy Stain?!”
Spinner gasps loudly. That would be… absolute horror! But then it occurs to him.
“What if he, you know, finds out about Doctor Garaki?” He asks, and Shigaraki stares at him in utter existential horror for several seconds.
“Never ever mention that name.” Shigaraki then says quickly after shivering profusely. “Never. And pray to all the gods you know and even those you don’t know that Toga doesn’t spill the beans. I’d never live through that.”
“Alright.” Spinner nods quickly. He’s going to do his best to avoid the worst. “What do you think he’s doing right now?”
“I have no idea, probably some boring normie shit.” Shigaraki rolls his eyes around. Then he reminds himself that he is trying to become a better villain by caring more about his subordinates. “Anyway, how are you doing with your isekai adventure?”
“Critical lack of waifus thus far, but I persevere.” Spinner replies. “I mean, I should wait for some contact with local civilization to see what it looks like, right?” Shigaraki nods. “You’ve been here for a longer time, and definitely went through some rough shit, so, you know, I’m fine with helping you just vent out and focusing this talk on you. I’m your friend, right? Right?”
“My best fucking friend.” Shigaraki replies with some genuine emotion behind it. “Ever. You’ve been the cornerstone of our entire organization, and I feel bad about never making you feel as cherished and respected as you should be. Also, your official villain rank was a fucking joke and you should be ranked higher than that useless fuck Dabi.”
“Well, err, thank you.” Spinner replies, clearly surprised by it. “So, do you want to go and do something?”
“Dunno, it’s not like I can leave the Dungeon or anything.” Shigaraki sighs. “And there are no computers here. So, any ideas?”
“We could always go to that newly opened Komori level.” Spinner says, with a wry smile blooming on his face. “I think it’s finally the time for you to touch grass.”
“Dick.” Shigaraki replies dryly just as Spinner cackles loudly. “But you know what, fine, let’s go. I just want to be as far as possible from Midoriya, to be honest.”