Commute to school. He bumps into Momo.

So Mineta’s body was a bombshell, so much so he could not see it as his own. At this point he was piloting someone else. Well that was technically correct given this was someone else’s body, in another reality.

He decided to call it Miss Midnight. It was her in flesh and blood. The only thing missing was her soul, something that Mineta replaced with his own. Talk about an upgrade.

Not only that, Midnight was taller than he ever was and maybe taller than some of the boys. She made it to the school in no time thanks to her shapely long legs. Though with Mineta walking, her body rubbed against one another. It didn’t matter how much wide his gait got, her ass cheeks wiggled all the same.

Seriously, Mineta couldn’t stay focused with how much jiggle they made when she dashed into the school gate. And no one was there but girls. Most of the guys arrived later. Not Mineta, who believed in the early bird getting the worm.

Noooooo. It was just her thighs and the thighs of the other ladies to ogle. She hugged her thighs together as Mineta entered UA.

“Wanna get crushed by them…” Mineta aired out his thoughts. Midnight clapped them together.

Little claps were heard

“Typical traits of narcissism, Mineta-san.” Someone Mineta knew spoke up. He turned around to see a familiar girl, the beauty of Class A. She was no nonsense as she was pretty. And damn, thought Mineta, she had a big stick shoved in her ass.

Mineta waved.

“Wassup, Momo.”

“I am fine. Thank you for asking.” Yaoyorozu Momo was curt and formal to anyone. Even someone as grating as Mineta was treated with respect. There was no warmth in her greeting, Mineta guessed his little body swap didn’t affect her view of him at all.

That wasn’t fair. Mineta believed that skinship between women should be practiced. Even if technically he wasn’t one. But it was worth a shot to try and grab Momo’s fat tits—

Slap!

“How crass of you.” The creation quirk user leered. “You may look like a lady, but your behavior is worse than the boys. Even Kaminari-san has shown more tact than you.”

Oh. So he still was friends with the electro quirk user. Kaminari and him were like two peas in a pod. Long lost brothers who have found kinship in appreciating the fairer sex. Even with this so called “reality” journal, that factoid stayed true.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“But can’t we be girl friend? Like girls who are friends. Just to be clear.”

“I understood you the first time and the answer is still no.”

Well, not for long, the journal hummed.

Maybe now was the time to try the reality book again…

He pulled out the notebook and started scribbling. That got the attention of Momo.

“What are you doing?”