He gets an earful (and and ass kicking) from his girls!

"Master... For someone so smart, you're a dumbass, ribbit," Tsuyu was telling Izuku bluntly after he had gone back home, or rather, come to Momo's place to relax. Obviously, Recovery Girl hadn't healed him fully, just enough to make the arm usable so long as he took it easy, so he'd had to explain to his harem just why his arm was bruised. Something he was pretty damn sure the elderly woman had done on purpose. She'd finish healing him before the next Heroics Class, but until then, he had to deal with the consequences.

"You're telling me nothing that my nerves, Recovery Girl, Aizawa and Nezu haven't already said," he whined at the earful he was getting from everyone.

Itsuka chopped him in the back of his head, and he yelped. "It's still worthy of repeating, because you were just THAT stupid!" she huffed. "Seriously, what the hell what WERE you thinking?"

"According to Recovery Girl, I wasn't," Izuku pouted.

"Well, more evidence for the notion that our elders tend to know what the hell they're talking about!" Tooru giggled, both amused and mad at Izuku picking up the Idiot Ball.

"Time for punishment!" Itsuka declared, dragging Izuku by the back of his shirt, towards the home gym in the estate, and summarily ignoring Izuku's half hearted protests.

Ochaco blinked in bemusement at that sight. "Um... Can she do that? He's technically the dom over most of us, so us punishing him seems a bit weird..." she asked the others.

Momo smirked at that. "That's only in the proverbial bedroom, sweetie," she reminded Ochaco. "He himself insists on that dynamic, so otherwise, we've more or less got free reign to dope slap him when he needs it..."

They followed Itsuka and Izuku, the former of whom proceeded to start a sparring match with Izuku... The punishment part coming from the fact that his arm was still bruised. "Yeesh, for someone who's usually submissive, she sure can be draconian when it comes to discipline," Setsuna smirked in amusement.

Naturally, Izuku was getting his ass handed to him by Itsuka. He still wasn't a match for her in Quirkless combat, even at his best, so with one arm basically only allowed to do light work for the moment, he really couldn't do much against her. Which, again, was the point. The whole harem, aside from Mei, who was still in the Support Studio at UA, working on whatever devices she had conceived of in the dream workshop, laughed at the ass kicking Izuku got.

"...learn your lesson?" Itsuka asked as he laid on the floor, groaning after ten minutes of the punishment.

"...being a moron is painful," he groaned. "... something I confess to having learned and forgotten more times than I care to admit already..."

"Well, hopefully it sticks THIS time," Itsuka nodded, satisfied as she helped him up. "Now come on, I want to have some fun with you before you're actually fully forgiven," she smirked, dragging him upstairs.