Warmth

On that day, everyone was training hard to make themselves powerful and created their own special move. Then, when everything was over, they would return to their dorm and eat the food which was prepared by the school.

While he was eating his food and talking with his classmates about what they should do with their Quirks and to develop their special moves, his mobile phone vibrated. He looked at it for a moment and gave a simple answer before he put it in his pocket.

"What's wrong, Mineta?"

"Nothing."

He shook his head, anticipating what would happen after the dinner, yet, he didn't expect that there would be more than one girl who wanted to discuss something with him.

While he was thinking about tonight, Midoriya glanced in Mineta's direction, hesitating before he made up his mind.

---

Mineta didn't know what Midoriya was thinking, but he slipped into someone's room after dinner.

*Knock! Knock!*

"Yes, wait for a moment."

He didn't need to wait too long, and the door was opened.

"Mi-Mineta-kun..." Uraraka was blushing and embarrassed when she saw him. Yet, how could someone blame her, especially with what had happened yesterday? The taste of his lips was still vivid on her lips, and she was unable to sleep because of it.

"I have come."

Hearing this question, she quickly made up her mind and nodded. "Please come in."

"Thank you."

To be honest, it was his first time entering Uraraka's room since he didn't join the room tour, which was held last night. Yet, he had to say; her room was quite plain. No, it should be modest.

There weren't many things in her room, and most of them were old things, which she carefully kept, yet a trace of time could be seen from each of those items, such as an old television and an old table fan.

Still, he was a bit speechless since Yuuei had prepared an air conditioner, yet she was still using such an old fan.

"So-Sorry... my room is like this..." Uraraka was somewhat unconfident and felt inferior, especially when she thought about his room. Initially, she texted him to ask whether she could visit his room, but he told her that she was going to visit her room. While she felt a bit nervous, she agreed, but she quickly regretted her decision since she was afraid he might have a bad impression of her because of her room.

Unlike Midoriya, who idolized a hero, she wanted to become a hero because of money.

To be honest, the majority of people were like this. After all, being a hero would give a lot of money.

Her home wasn't rich, and her family had always worked hard, so she had a habit of living thrifty. It was also because of this her things were mostly old. Even when she moved to the new dorm, she took everything from her previous apartment to her new room.

"Do you think I am such a person?" Mineta asked speechlessly.

"......"

No.

He wasn't that kind of person.

"Sorry!" Uraraka apologized.

"It's okay." He sat on the carpet naturally and asked, "Though, I wonder why you don't turn on the air conditioner."

"We-Well... isn't it a waste of electricity? The summer night might be hot, but as long as I open the window and wear these clothes, everything will be okay."

While she felt embarrassed at first, she started to tell him advice to live thrifty excitedly, showing her deep knowledge of a way to save money.

Mineta was in silence while shaking his head helplessly.

"Wh-What?" She also stopped, looking at him uncomfortably since she could tell that this guy didn't agree with her way of life.

"Did you know that everything in this dorm is free? That also includes electricity, so even if you use it 24 hours a day, you won't pay a penny."

"......" Uraraka.

As long as one entered the hero department, everything was free. It was also why many people wanted to enter the Yuuei Hero Department since, the reputation aside; everything was free. The facility of this school was also the best in the country, so one understood why this school was so popular, right?

Still, hearing his words, Uraraka didn't waste his time and closed the window before she turned on the air conditioner and sighed comfortably. "The air conditioner feels good..." The heat today was partially unbearable, so she felt comfortable when she felt the cold temperature of the air conditioner.

As she sat on the carpet, she might have noticed how shameless her attires were.

She was wearing nothing but a tank top and shorts. The strap of her bra could be seen from her smooth shoulders. She also tied her hair in a ponytail, showcasing her slender and beautiful nape. Yet most outrageously, she sat on the carpet, opening her legs wide and showing off her toned yet plump thighs.

If one looked closely, one would be able to see the mark of her panties through her shorts.

Maybe this was also one of the women's superpowers that they were more sensitive toward gaze.

"Ah, um..."

She seemed to notice his gaze and quickly crossed her legs since she realized how obscene her way of sitting was.

"It's your room. You don't need to restrain yourself too much, you know?"

"You...!"

She was speechless and looked at him with puffed cheeks since she knew that this guy just wanted to look at her. However, because of this, the awkward and serious atmosphere between them disappeared. She suddenly thought about his actions last night and wanted to ask him, but he suddenly said, "Thank you, Uraraka."

"Huh? Why did you thank me?" She looked at him in confusion.

"You helped me yesterday."

The image of the two of them kissing suddenly emerged, and she blushed.

"Th-That was..."

She stammered and wasn't sure how to explain what they were doing last night.

"Why are you blushing?" Mineta asked in confusion.

"Huh?" Uraraka's head was blank, and she became confused.

"I mean, I am thanking you for helping me set up my room."

"..." Uraraka.

"So, what did you think about, Uraraka?" Mineta asked with a teasing smile.

"Mineta!"

She puffed her cheeks and charged toward him angrily, flailing her fists, but when she hit him, he hugged her.

"Eeh?!"

This sudden action almost caused her head to overload.

"Thank you for trying to comfort me..."

"Mineta-kun..."

"Honestly, I feel pressure to come to the Yuuei again. I want to stop, but you should know what kind of expectations everyone has for me. The next number-one hero? All I can feel is nothing but a pressure that might crush me any—"

He stopped his words when she hugged him suddenly.

"It's okay. It's okay."

She hugged his head and caressed it gently.

"...your breasts are in my face."

"......."

Uraraka was blushing, struggling before she sighed and decided to forgive him. "It's okay."

"Thanks."

"......"

Uraraka felt she was being played, but she didn't overthink and hugged him. She could feel his arms around her waist as he hugged her tighter. He also buried his face in her cleavage, but she doted him even more.

As she gazed into him, she asked, "Do you want to stop being a hero?"

"...no."

"Why?"

"If I stop, then I might not be able to meet you."

She blushed and also hugged him tighter.

'Do you like me?'

Such a question emerged in her heart, but she decided to keep those words since, with how heavy his burden was, her feelings would become nothing but another burden.

As of now, all she wanted to do was just to support him and be there when he needed someone the most.

On that summer night, the comfort of each other's presence almost faded all the worries in their hearts. The warmth on his body also spread to her, making her almost feel that everything was a dream. However, she knew that everything was real.

As their eyes gazed into each other, they kissed each other's lips, enjoying each other's warmth.

---

Mineta didn't stay in Uraraka's room forever and returned to his room. Still, she told him to come anytime when he needed someone the most since she would be there for him. He knew that this girl was gentle and kind, yet even so, it didn't change the fact that he was going to deceive her like others.

The guilty feeling in his heart had disappeared since everything was for a brighter future.

As he was reading his book quietly, suddenly, someone knocked on the door of his room. He stood up and asked, "Yes?" However, no one answered him, and he peeked at the person who knocked on his door through the peephole. He didn't say anything and opened the door.

"Can-Can I look at your guitar?" Jiro asked with a blush.

In the middle of the night?

However, he nodded. "Sure."

As he let Jiro enter, the door closed, and he locked the door.

What were they doing?

Was that even a question?