Chapter 113: Target Locked (2)
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Neji got multiple messages from his friends and family when he checked his phone after training ended in the evening.
His parents, sister, Kimi, Momo, and his friends all asked him about the incident and if he was okay or not. He replied to everyone, except for Nejire who kept messaging him non-stop after she learned about his replies to Momo and Kimi.
At one point, she started to spam messages and even started to spam calls. But Neji had long learned the art of ignoring.
Neji even got messages from Todoroki, giving him thanks and apologies. The guy was weirdly polite in messages as if he was writing a formal letter, which made Neji feel quite awkward.
It took him nearly two hours to end all the conversations he started. When he was done with that, he went to the kitchen to grab some snacks.
On his way back to his couch, he heard a call,
"Oy, Neji!!"
Rumi's voice flowed from her room.
Neji munched on some chips that he grabbed from the fridge and headed there. Outside the room, he leaned on the door and watched the scene inside.
"What is it?"
He said, looking at the room where Rumi had her knees on the floor beside the bed while her chest rested on top of the bed. With one hand, she trained with a dumbbell, and with another, she played with her phone. Her ass stuck out while she turned her head towards the door.
"Before you say anything..." Neji looked at her position. "Does your cheeks hurt so bad that you can't even sit or lie down?"
Now he felt a bit bad. Maybe he should have hit her a bit softly.
"Tch." Rumi clicked her tongue. "That's not why I called you, so move your eyes up." Neji looked back at her ruby eyes. "The Chief of the Police Force called me a minute ago."
"Oh..." Neji blinked as he stopped munching on chips. "Is he angry because I used my Quirk in public without a Hero Licence?"
As far as Neji could recall from the Manga, the Police Chief was a Dog-Human. He was quite respectful, but he didn't like the usage of quirks in public, no matter what the situation. He gave Izuku, Ida, and Todoroki a swift way out because Endeavour took all the credit for their battle. But Neji's fighting clip was all over the internet, there was no hiding anything.
"No. I know that guy, and he's not the type to get angry at such situations. But I did expect him to at least try to punish you, to make sure the civilians don't follow in your footsteps." Rumi spoke. "But he was surprisingly understanding. Maybe seeing you fight with his own eyes in those clips made him realise you weren't in any danger, more so you saved that chilly-chilli kid from dying too."
In other words, punishing Neji would only backfire on the police. The public was his fan just from the Sports Festival already, and on top of that, now he had saved countless lives too.
"That's good then." Neji nodded. "Thanks for letting me know."
"Also," Rumi sighed this time. "Some punks pulled out Stain's past and spread it all over the internet. It's being taken down and reposted each minute. The league would grow bigger from this since everyone also learned he was affiliated with the League. So be careful, they already have a grudge against you."
Neji nodded again. He wasn't expecting that since this time Stain was still alive. But maybe the people joining the league would be less since that clip of Stain screaming about heroes and society didn't go viral? Maybe, but Neji hoped not.
He would prefer if all the EXP bags were to gather at one spot.
"That's all," Rumi said, seeing Neji not leaving. She waited for a minute before frowning. "...Why are you still here?"
"Oh-uh, I was just appreciating the sight," Neji said, laughing at the click of her tongue. "Anyway, have I ever told you how good I am at massaging? My mother, sister, girlfriend and even my maid are a big fan of it."
Though his mother is the only one who hadn't seen its true capacities.
Rumi stared at his face. "...Why are you telling me that?"
"Oh well, I was just suggesting IF-"
"Get out."
"Okay~"
Neji laughed, continuing munching on his chips as he walked away.
"...Tch."
Rumi almost felt sore from clicking her tongue too much for the past few days. But because something else was sorer than that, she couldn't care less for her tongue.
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"Why isn't he answering me?!"
Nejire cried while hugging Momo.
"I called him over a hundred times, messaged him over five hundred times! He has seen them all, but he hasn't sent one reply!"
Momo smiled wearily. "Uh, Nejire sempai, didn't you say he wouldn't talk to you unless you promise something? Maybe that's the reason."
"But this is bullshit!" Nejire retorted. "He again fought those Nomu monsters, he must be hurt! Yet he isn't talking to me!?"
"Nejire sempai, he's fine. He sent me a photo, didn't I show it to you?" Momo said, trying to calm her.
"But- then- Why doesn't he want to talk to me?!"
Momo's expression froze before she slowly took a deep breath... and sighed while looking at the ceiling.
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Neji was on the couch that's been his bed for the last few days, playing with his phone while expecting someone.
In the meantime, he was chatting with Kimi.
[Kimi: You are really trying to seduce Mirko? Does she even know what sex is? She looks like a musclehead to me, not gonna lie.]
[Neji: She is truly a musclehead, but she knows enough. These days, 2nd graders watch porn.]
[K: Talking from experience? I see, I see.]
[N: No, of course not. I have yet to watch porn in my life, I am too pure.]
[K: Sure. Sure. On the contrary, how many days do you think before Mirko gives in?]
[N: Eh, idk. Depends on how fast I want to take things.]
[K: Overconfidence.]
[N: Bet?]
[K: Nope. I don't want to be involved in you brainwashing a poor little girl.]
[N: Wdym brainwashing? I am innocent, I don't- Oh, wait. Looks like I gotta go, ttyl.]
Neji didn't wait for a reply and closed the app immediately just as footsteps reached the room and someone came to his door.
"You..." Rumi stood on the door, her one hand grabbing the wall for balance, while her other hand rested on her backside. "You weren't lying about the massage, right?"
Neji smiled. "You can leave midway if you feel like I was lying."
He stood up from the crouch and smiled softly. "Don't worry, I won't ask you to remove the clothes on the first session." He gestured at her to lay down on the couch.
'...The first session?' Rumi thought as she slowly climbed on top of the couch, lying on her stomach.
He was so confident that he assumed she would come for a second session? Rumi almost looked forward to this. Maybe her pain will really fade away....
Who knows, really.
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A/N: Let us hope he doesn't get r*ped again 😔