“Someone needs punishment. *Mmmmmm* You may even find this pleasurable. *crack!* Someone needs punishment. *Mmmmmm* You may even find this pleasurable. *crack!* Someone needs punishment. *Mmm-”
UGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH. 5 am already?!
Ayaka and I both groan and throw on the clothes we prepared last night, with our eyes almost closing on us. Once we are dressed, we get our luggage and in a tired, barely awake slump. We slowly emerge into the kitchen where Mom is cooking and Dad is sweeping the kitchen floor. Mom turns to see us groggily enter the kitchen, and she says, “Morning, kids. Hope you feel better today, Sekai.” I nod while blushing and looking away, wearing dark circles under my eyes, “T-t-thank you for t-taking care of me. I feel better now, just tired.” We put our luggage down and sat down.
When Mom finished making our breakfast, she put it in front of us. She made rice, salted salmon, goma-ae (seasoned green beans), and natto. I started to become more awake in my tired state, having smelled this breakfast, and Mom says, “You both need something hearty that will stick with you.” I bow slightly in my chair, “T-thank you for the food, Mom.” Ayaka echoes thanks to Mom as we dig in. I moan tiredly as I eat this meal. Since I ate quickly, I cleaned all my plates fast, leaving Ayaka moving in slow motion. Mom clocks bruises on her wrists and asks, “What is that, Ayaka?” I look and realize she had a wide bruise from our intimate time last night. I take my plates to the sink to wash them, trying to avoid that conversation, leaving that to Ayaka as a little extra payback for yesterday.
Ayaka looks at her wrists and plays the lost card, “What? I didn’t even realize they were there.” I wash my dishes in the sink, not even looking back at them, knowing that my face can sometimes snitch on me. Mom seems to be a little suspicious, but buys that answer for now. I stifle a sigh of relief as I continue to wash these dishes. To keep myself occupied longer, I dry them as well, and Mom asks, “Did you guys pack everything you need? Underwear? Toothbrushes? Jackets?” Ayaka says with a mouthful of food and sleepily, “Yesh, Momma.” Mom says, “You didn’t make that sound convincing, so I will look over your luggage just to be sure.” She checks our bags while Ayaka finishes eating, and Ayaka hands me her plates, and I wash those, too, since I am here already.
Mom says as she is looking through our stuff, “Just in case you need it, why don’t you pack your disguise stuff. I don’t see them here, and they may come in handy for you because of the nature of your mission. It may be safer to be a man for some things.” Ayaka says while working her way to our room, while I continue to wash our dishes, “Ok, Mom. I will grab both of our stuff.” Dad asks while he mops the floor, “How do you like your phone, Sekai?” I stammer, “I-it’s v-very easy t-to use, thanks.” Dad says while smiling, “Good. Make sure you give us updates while you are gone. I would love to see pictures when you travel. I haven’t really left Asia, so there is so much of the world I haven’t seen yet. Same for Fumie.” I nod, “S-sure.”
After we said goodbye to Mom and Dad, we set off to UA and made it there lightning quick as usual and still pretty early for our departure plans. We go to Principal Nezu’s office, and he has a bunch of luggage with him, and we are confused. He says, “Since we are using my private jet, I will be joining you, naturally. It is only logical since I have a pilot’s license after all.” We nod, and Ayaka adds, “Ahh, that makes sense.” I ask, “Just how much money do you have, Principal Nezu?” Principal Nezu smirks and says in that usual, elegant manner, “Due to the nature of my quirk, I am able to accurately and effectively make sound investments to compound my income exponentially.” I say, “That sounded like a lot of fancy words to say that you are loaded.” Principal Nezu chuckles, “Precisely.”
While we are waiting for Gang Orca, Principal Nezu says, “You children look exhausted. You need to make sure you are getting adequate rest for your health. Would you by chance like some morning tea?” Ayaka smiles warmly with her tired expression and shakes her head, “We were planning on taking a nap on the flight, so we will be fine.” She looks to me to make sure, and I squeeze her hand in agreement, and Principal Nezu then says, while sipping his morning tea, “That is good. Why don’t you have a seat while we wait for Gang Orca?” We nodded and went to sit down. The moment we sat down on the black sofa in here and sank into the cushions, our eyes started to close. Ayaka and I both leaned into each other, resting our heads on each other.
Principal Nezu gently wakes us up when Gang Orca arrives, and we go while half-asleep, to the principal’s private jet. It is pretty swanky with a common area of sofas, a TV, a kitchenette, a bolted-down coffee table, and the chairs are puffy recliners near the rear of the plane in rows of two with nice blankets folded on each, and Ayaka and I feel summoned. We sink into our recliners that are in the same row and moan, ““Oooh yeah…”” We look at each other and giggle at saying that at the same exact time while covering ourselves with our blankets. Sir Floof pops out and paws at the edge of my blanket elegantly, and I lift it so he can cuddle with me under the blanket. Garlic does the same, and I hear Ayaka, while my eyes are closed, go, “OOF… That is better. Thanks.” As if Garlic had initially come out on top of her and gotten off her lap. I hold Ayaka’s hand with my left hand on the puffy arms of these chairs. Sir Floof is purring loudly, and I pet him a few times with my right hand before I drift off to sleep.
I wake up, and Ayaka also seems to stir awake. Gang Orca says while looking up from his book, which says ‘Meta Liberation War’, “Oh, hey, children. You slept for most of the flight for over 6 and ½ hours.” He looks at his watch and says, “We have about an hour and 20 minutes before we land in Moscow.” Ayaka asks while stretching, “So, does the principal know anyone here? Won’t they have a problem with a private foreign plane just flying in?” Gang Orca says while smirking, “He has a few friends around the world. One of his contacts, Crimson Cossack, is a pro-hero here. If I had to describe him, he is like Russia’s All Might. However, I never actually met him myself.”
Principal Nezu comes back to where we are, and I ask, sweating a cold sweat, “Wait, if you are in here, who is flying the plane?” Principal Nezu chuckles, “The plane has an autopilot feature, children. There is no need to fear.” I stifle a sigh of relief as Sir Floof places his ribbons on me, sensing my anxiety. Principal Nezu goes to the small kitchenette and fills up his electric tea kettle, and turns it on while Ayaka pulls out her sketchpad and starts drawing. I ask her, “If you were to draw a gun, or a bomb, do you know if it would function properly if you pulled it to 3D?” Ayaka shrugs, “I would have to try. I can start with a gun and wait to pull it out since it may cause problems when we land otherwise.” I reply back, “I mean, well, obviously. I was just asking because I know you were wanting to expand the usage of your quirk for combat purposes, like Luffy… I wish I could have seen that fight myself.” I trail off at the end as I slightly pout, wanting to have seen it.
Principal Nezu places the kettle and his teacup and saucer on the side of his chair, and he adorably struggles trying to get up. I stretch my finger and help him up with armament. I retract my finger skin once he is on the chair, and he adorably sits with his short legs straight out in front of him with lots of extra space in his chair. Ayaka smirks as she glances at my expression, looking at our principal, “Well, if you did watch the fight, Momonosuke would have lost his childhood in an instant to save the island himself as an adult using Miss Shinobu’s quirk. So you not only saved everyone on the island, but you also saved his childhood. Also, who said we couldn’t go back and see him use his quirk again?” I sigh, “I suppose you are right.” Principal Nezu starts pouring his tea as he listens to us, “Speaking of going back to visit other worlds, would it be alright if we also bring another person in on your secret, Miss Mochizuki? I wanted to send someone to that world where you learned how to quirk-walk, so they can learn all the other things and more from that place, so they can bring it back here. He is an esteemed researcher from Brazil whom I want to visit while we are out in South America later on, if that is alright with you, children.”
I freeze in both embarrassment and fear just thinking of a man in the room with me as I use my quirk. It fills me with terror, and my heartbeat starts to beat a kilometer a second. Ayaka sees me, and she holds my hand and asks, “Are you ok, Sekai?” I shake my head slowly while still pale at the thought, “I can’t use my quirk with a man in the room.” Principal Nezu says after sipping his tea, “If that is the case, I have already thought of a possible solution. Would you feel comfortable using your stretch ability with one of your fingers to stretch beyond a locked door to teleport, or would that still be too much for you, Miss Mochizuki?” Sir Floof places his ribbons on me, and I sigh in relief as I start to calm down. I awkwardly nod, “I g-guess that would be fine.” Ayaka sighs with a furrowed brow while rubbing my back with her hand since I am leaning forward slightly, and asks the principal, “I assume you would want to be in constant communication like Hatsume is with Miss Bulma, right?” I am assuming her sigh and furrowed brow have something to do with the ‘Bimbo’ thing in her phone. Ayaka seems to think that she likes me, but I am not that likable as a person. Ayaka is the only person who truly understands me.
Principal Nezu chuckles, “How perceptive, Miss Kubo. Yes, if you could arrange for that, that would be ideal.” Ayaka says while continuing to rub my back gently with one hand and gently squeezing my left hand with her left hand, “We will have to go back to Japan to get another one of Hatsume’s babies to trade with, but yes, we can do that. With Sekai’s quirk, we can travel to Japan in a few minutes, so it shouldn’t be a problem.” I text Hatsume and ask her if she can ask Bulma to make us two more communicators while we are on the subject. Principal Nezu smiles, “Splendid, I will be counting on you, children, then.” He then takes another sip of tea. Gang Orca then asks, “So, what is the plan if our quarry is in the possession of someone else?” Principal Nezu says with a smirk, “Usually money does the trick; however, depending on who is in possession of them, there may possibly be unforeseen complications.”
Gang Orca chuckles while crossing his leg and turning the page in his book, “I may be wealthy, but not wealthy like you. So, I will leave those negotiations to you, sir.” Principal Nezu eats some cheese in between sips of tea, which I am assuming pairs well with it since he is smiling as he nods while wiping his mouth elegantly. He responds, “Naturally, as to be expected.” He finished his tea break and used the restroom before going back to the cockpit. Ayaka and I continued to work on our art. I specifically draw Ayaka shuriken and throwing knives for combat, since those would most probably work, unlike my previous suggestion, and keep drawing them until we start to descend. Principal Nezu said over the speaker, “We are now descending into my colleague's private landing strip shortly. Please make sure to buckle up for safety, children.” We buckle up, and Gang Orca buckles up and chuckles, “I guess I am a child now.”
I look out the window and see some weirdly shaped buildings far below. Other than a few weird building styles, it looks similar to Japan, with all the tall buildings. We are going to the outskirts of Moscow, apparently, to a secluded airstrip that leads to a private and modest hangar. We bounce on the ground in a smooth manner and slow our speed, and Principal Nezu parks the jet slowly into the hangar next to the plane here with the help of one of Crimson Cossack’s sidekicks, whose hair looks like a flame that is blonde near the roots and ombres out into orange and red near the tips of his hair… I am assuming that he is a sidekick, because they don’t fit the description that Gang Orca gave of this hero we are supposedly meeting, since he isn't built like All Might. When we come to a stop, I unbuckle my seatbelt and grab my luggage, as does Ayaka, and we walk to the door that Principal Nezu has already opened.
We walk out and see a lot of green trees across the runway. The sidekick here speaks Russian into his phone and faces his phone to us as it says in Japanese, “Welcome to the outskirts of Moscow. You must be tired from your long flight. Please follow me so we can take you to your lodgings. I am the flame hero, Super Nova, Crimson Cossack’s sidekick.” He escorts us out of the hangar, where we go to a large 2-story log cabin. The temperature feels nice and is only about 10 degrees cooler than Japan is during this time of year. Super Nova holds the door open to us, and it is very modest and cozy here. We take our shoes off at the door like we always do, as we look around. There is a black bear rug in front of the unlit fireplace. Super Nova says into his phone in Russian that translates to Japanese, “Your room during your stay will be up on the second floor.” We nod in understanding and take our luggage upstairs, following him as he points to the room at the end of the hall on the right.
This room is cozy and has a soft mattress with a thick comforter on a beautiful wooden frame. It looks a little larger than our room at home. Super Nova has Gang Orca and Principal Nezu set up in different rooms… obviously. Super Nova says into his phone, “When you get settled, come down and eat.” We nod and follow him since we don’t plan on unpacking our luggage, since we don’t plan on staying here for too long. We get down and go to the kitchen, where a Russian maid with blonde hair is cooking. She waves to us and says, “Privet.” While wearing a warm smile paired with a wave. I guess that is some sort of Russian greeting. She says something else and points to the table chairs, which I assume means ‘sit down’.
After a few minutes, she is done, and she pours some noodles and meat onto our plates and also prepares a side bowl for each of us with soup. Super Nova uses his phone to translate, “The noodle dish is called beef stroganoff, and the soup is Okroshka, which is a cold soup with vegetables. I do hope you enjoy the tastes of our lands.” He says with a smile. I take a bite of stroganoff, and it is warm and delicious, and I accidentally moan, which makes Super Nova and the maid giggle, thus making me a little flustered, and I blush and pull my hood down in embarrassment. The noodles are a weird shape than how we enjoy noodles, but it makes for a refreshing change of pace with texture. I then take a spoonful of soup, and IT IS SO REFRESHING.
Garlic and Sir Floof are whining at our sides, and Garlic points to the soup with a vine while Sir Floof points to my noodles with a ribbon. The maid giggles and says something in Russian and gets Garlic a bowl of soup and Sir Floof a plate of stroganoff. They get stars in their eyes and dig in adorably. Principal Nezu and Gang Orca are now joining us and sat down and eat as well. Not long after that, the door flew open in a manner similar to All Might. He looks like he is complaining in Russian, and Principal Nezu giggles and says, “Sounds like somebody had an eventful patrol.” I turn to see a very muscular man in red with a gold soviet union flag symbol on his chest. He says in slightly awkward Japanese, “H-hello, Nezu, it has been a long time.” Principal Nezu says, “It has indeed. I am glad to see you are doing well, Vas.” Crimson Cossack says while removing his boots and coming to the table, “L-likewise. Thank you for sending me those papers on quirk energy. They were very helpful, and I am a lot stronger now. It is already being taught in Russian hero schools.” He nods in respect to the principal.
Principal Nezu says while placing his fork down and wiping his mouth, “We can speak in Russian if you would prefer.” Crimson Cossack shakes his head, “No, I need to practice so I can speak Japanese more… Shit, what's the word ‘beglo’.” Principal Nezu says, “Fluently.” Crimson Cossack nods and echoes, “F-fluently.” He looks at us and waves, “Hello, children. What are your names?” Ayaka introduces us, “I am the octopus-background-dimension hero, Flustrated, and this is my stretchy-teleporting sidekick, Hops.” He shakes our hands and says, “It is nice to meet you. I am Crimson Cossack. Now, why exactly have you come to visit my motherland?” Principal Nezu says elegantly, “We are here on a confidential mission to try and restore a certain hero’s strength. The specifics we have to keep confidential since it would put these children in danger.” WHY DID YOU TELL HIM THAT?! I THOUGHT WE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE INTERNS!
I sigh, assuming that Principal Nezu must really trust this guy to tell him that much. Crimson Cossack nods, “I understand. I won’t ask for the details then. I will help you in any way that I can, since I would like to see a certain hero return to the pro hero stage. I would like to spar with him sometime. We always talked about it, but never got around to it since our hero work was/is… what’s the word… ‘trebovatel'nyy’.” Principal Nezu says after taking a sip from what appears to be beer (I am shocked that he isn’t drinking tea), “I believe the word you are looking for is ‘demanding’.” Crimson Cossack nods, “Yes, d-demanding. Thank you.” I finished eating the stroganoff and the bowl of soup, and I want more of the soup. I ask nonverbally with the bowl, pointing to the pot on the stove, and the maid gets me another bowl. I moan with pleasure as I enjoy this refreshing soup, and I stop after my third bowl. By the end, I feel a little funny.
Ayaka looks so sexy right now, holding *hic* her stomach and sighing in contentment *hic*. She looks at me with a sexy face and asks, “Sekai, are you feeling alright?” I giggle, “I am always feeling alright *hic* with you beside me. I love you so * hic* much, Ayaka. You are like the *hic* bestest hero ever.” Ayaka asks Crimson Cossack, “Was there alcohol in the soup?” Crimson Cossack laughs *hic* and points to what Principal Nezu is drinking, “We cook our Okroshka with Kvass. Though normally it doesn’t make people… ‘p'yanyy’.” Principal Nezu snickers and says, “Drunk is the word you are looking for, and it appears that Hops here is sensitive to the spirits.” Crimson Cossack laughs, “She definitely wouldn’t be able to handle vodka.” He continues laughing.
Ayaka says while helping me up, “Let’s get you to bed.” I purr, turned on by her words, and say, “I love it when you talk *hic* dirty to me.” Gang Orca says while chuckling, “She is like a different person.” I ignore everyone except Ayaka and I say, “I want to drink of your flesh, and *hic* make you scream my name.” Ayaka giggles seductively, and Crimson Cossack is talking in Russian to the maid while also amused. Though I don’t notice anyone else besides Ayaka. She bites her lip, looking at me, wearing such a sexy face. My feet bonk the stairs clumsily as Ayaka helps me climb them, then proceeds to guide me to our room.
She playfully tosses me onto the bed, and I clumsily fumble with the button on my jeans and unzip them while saying, after a moan of anticipation, “What are you going *hic* to do to me?” I say, biting my lip. Ayaka says while removing my jeans for me, “I won’t be doing anything to you since you need to be in your right mind to use your quirk. However, I never said that you couldn’t do what you wanted to me.” She starts removing her clothes and jumps into the bed, where I am still fumbling with my clothes. She starts to help me, and she asks me in a sexy whisper in my ear, “So, what do you want to do to me?” I bite my lip thinking about it, and I say, “I just want to touch *hic* your goddess-like body and give you pleasure, *hic* Ayaka.”
She asks in that same sexy whisper, “Touch me how?” I stammer, drunk, “I d-d-don’t know, how *hic* do you want to be touched right now?” Ayaka purrs, “I think I want you to do whatever you want to me.” As she removes my underwear, I think about how I want to touch her all over. I stretch my forearm skin and wrap it around her torso, and massage her breasts. I giggle, “I love boobies.” She gasps in pleasure and pulls me down for a kiss, where she moans in my mouth, then says in a sexy whisper, “Oh, I like that.” I use my knee to grind on her between her legs, and she moans more into my mouth.
When she is nice and wet, I make a penis on my leg and use armament. Ayaka helps me put it in, and she moans, which makes me drop the armament. She bites her lip and says in that sexy voice of hers, “Just keep trying, my love. Who knows, you may just be able to get proficient in this state as well?” I make myself hard again, and she feels it inside as she gasps in pleasure. I start to pump into her as I kiss her. Though I have come to realize that I can’t kiss her and keep the armament at the same time while drunk like this. She giggles and looks at me with sexy eyes full of desire and says in a sexy whisper full of anticipation, “Harder and deeper, Sekai.” I make myself hard again and make my penis a little larger, and she moans, “Awwwwww!” I start pumping my knee harder into her just as she asked for, and she yells, “Just like that, Sekai! Awwww!” Her moans start to quicken, and she arches her back in pleasure as I continue to pump my knee-penis into her, and her delicious moans are so loud when she starts to orgasm.
When her orgasm is completed, I start to feel a little dizzy. Ayaka, as she is still moaning in post-orgasmic pleasure, catches me with a tentacle and lays me down beside her. She is looking at me with such a sexy face, and she giggles and says in a breathy, sexy voice, “I love seeing this side of you, but I don’t want to share this version of you with anyone else.” I bite my lip as my eyes close and say, “I don’t want to share *hic* this version of you with anyone else either.” I feel Ayaka stroking my face as she says, “You don’t have to worry about that one bit.” I smile in my drunken bliss as I fall asleep.
***Current Inventory: 3 Dragon Balls. 4 Remaining.***
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