Futa My Hero Academia の小説・ストーリー

He leaned forward and pulled me into his arms. He lifted my chin and forced me to look at him. "Who upset you?" I merely shook my head. A single tear fell at exactly the right moment. It landed on the back of his hand. It was warm. His gaze darkened, and he held me even tighter. "Alright. Don't cry." His rare gentle tone only sent a chill down my spine. "Kayla is coming tomorrow." Kayla Larson was his treasured first love. The next day, Kayla arrived right on time.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” Peering into his eyes told her a few things. His pupils were unusually large and he seemed a little confused. Jacob had obviously drugged him pretty strongly but she had no idea what he’d used. The powerful guy sprawled on the floor probably couldn’t move. He’d have fought otherwise when Jacob had assaulted him. He lay meekly next to her but his eyes were lively and another growl tore from his slightly parted lips. She tried not to shiver from the sight of his sharp fangs.

KAIRA My heart nearly burst out of my chest as I watched Dearon sway on his feet. He was still in his wolf form, severely bleeding. I told myself he would heal, soothing the ache in my chest. He had done the impossible—we both had achieved the impossible. He had defeated Darcio, who had been fueled with magic. I had shattered Heletria's spell and the Moon Tear along with it. Now, Darcio and Heletria were gone. But the growls and snarls coming from behind me clearly meant that this fight was far from over…

"This is owed to you." Marcus nodded. "One hour between the first and second match. And if, by any chance, you go through both... we get another sixty after the second before it's decided whether there's a third. These guys aren't here to spar. They're here to break you." Sloane stood. Her tablet was already in hand, scrolling quickly with her thumb. Her eyes stayed on the screen, but she spoke. "Karim al-Fahim is fast, moves from soft tissue to soft tissue, works from the ankle, weak in hip rotation. Gerini... old school. Power without rhythm. Both reactive fighters, which means this time it's not your body that needs to dominate—but your patience."

“Either the Inceptex is useless, or you didn’t give Nico a big enough dose.” Silence for half a second. Then the voice responded, calm but defensive. “That’s impossible. We gave him an entire cylinder’s worth. He shouldn’t even remember the past year, let alone BludHeaven Academy.” Darius didn’t raise his voice. He simply sent the latest Fang post through the encrypted line. “Explain this.” There was a long pause as the other man opened the attachment. Darius could almost hear the man’s confusion through the line. The voice finally returned — stunned.