Break Through My Shell (Shouto Todoroki x Reader)

Chapter 8

"What's that?" Nemuri asked curiously when she noticed you lugging a large sack of unknown origin into the house.

"See for yourself," you responded, tossing the heavy bag to her. She wrenched open the top that was tied shut and gagged.

"Why did you bring him home?" She peered back into the bag once more to take a look at its contents.

Inside was the charred remains of the exploded criminal you were sent to capture earlier.

"Didn't you say we were eating him?"

"No! You're the one who offered also..." She sighed before pushing the bag towards you. "Please get rid of this." She looked disgusted at the chunks of human octopus meat, even though the blood was cleaned off and there were no bones or hair strands.

"Jeez," you muttered, waving your hand and making it disappear.

"Can you make a proper dinner without any human slash octopus meat please?" She gagged again at the thought of it.

"Only if you change out of your hero costume."

She smirked, striking a pose with her chest stuck out. "Is my voluptuous figure too sexy for you, the unbreakable witch?"

"No."

"It is!"

"No, it's not."

"Liar," she whispered, strutting off. You huffed as you pulled out a block of cheese, an unopened package of penne pasta, and a pot.

"Done!" Nemuri leaped into the kitchen as you put the pasta to a boil, wearing what looked like a sports bra, although it was slightly longer at the bottom, and a pair of jeans that were meant to show off her ass.

"I guess that's the best you can do," you sighed, turning back to the food you were cooking and stirring it with a wooden spoon.

"I'd like to see you look better than me!" she shouted, pouting.

"Then you work on the pasta and I'll be right back," you replied, throwing her the spoon.

You climbed up the stairwell to your room, throwing the closet door open to search for clothes that suited you. After a minute of searching, you located a cute white crop top with accents of different hues of blue and a black skirt that went well with the top.

"Cute!!!" Nemuri squealed when you walked into the kitchen. She was pouring the pasta into a strainer to dispose of the water. The cheese was already melted and steaming in a bowl, ready to pour.

"I see that you haven't burned the house down yet, good job," you muttered as she rolled her eyes. The table was set too, so you took your spot at the nearest chair. A large bowl of cheesy pasta was placed in front of you, and Nemuri sat down across from you.

"I still think you should've tried the octopus man's meat."

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The next day, during homeroom, Aizawa shuffled up to his desk and opened his mouth to speak. "I took a look at your results and evaluations from yesterday's battle trials. Bakugou." He turned to address the boy in question. "Stop acting like a little kid. You have great potential, but your wasting it."

You expected Bakugou to return it with a snarky response, but instead, he grumbled, "I know."

Next, Aizawa turned to face Midoriya. "And you, Midoriya. Do you plan on hurting yourself every time you use your quirk?"

"No, sir..." he replied meekly.

"Now that that's out of the way, I have something for you to do. I'm sorry to spring this on all of you, but..." The whole class held their breath, most praying that it wasn't a test or pop quiz of some sort. "...You need to pick a class rep."