Accept

Due to her mental conflict, the little hero's suggestion had caught her off guard, so much so that her mouth almost fell open. Not even on the battlefield had she lost her composure like that childish request.

"Well, it would be great if we both took this guy to the police. What do you say?" the young man said, playing with his hands nervously.

The rabbit had to quickly regain her composure; she knew it very well: there was no reason to play along with his game and prolong a situation that would only benefit that pervert.

«For hell's sake, that dwarf thinks he can cling to my name... don't even think about it. Just reject him as best you can and get out of there,» she thought firmly.

Determined, she stood in front of him, further demonstrating the difference in their height with a stern face, but when she lowered her head to look at him once more, her body reacted without her approval. She felt as if her heart were about to burst from such violent beatings, her breathing was labored, and even her trusty legs seemed to have lost their strength as they trembled.

«ACCEPT HIS OFFER,» that voice inside Mirko returned.

«What? No way... he's a loser.»

«YOU WANT TO BE WITH HIM... YOU MUST BE WITH HIM... SAY YES.»

The debate in her head only made things weirder. She usually had no second thoughts about her decisions, but now her body and mind couldn't agree.

"Are you coming?" the boy encouraged her.

Mirko, searching for something to say, clenched his fists as he rubbed his legs together.

"Uh... actually... um... I don't have anything to do... maybe I could," the hero stammered, her tongue feeling as heavy as a wagon.

"GREAT!" Grape Juice shouted long before he could finish his words. "Oh, I mean, if it's not too much trouble for you," he added more calmly.

"Mh... it isn't; the police station is three blocks away," Mirko said, resigned to see his initial enthusiasm.

She went to the criminal, who hadn't woken up yet, taking a closer look at the balls around him.

"Those things won't stick to me if I touch them."

"That was before. Now I've controlled my gift so they only stick to my target...in this case, him," she explained, pointing proudly at the man.

«How did I end up in this stupid situation?»

They were both walking down the street toward the police station. The rabbit was carrying the villain on her shoulders, which wasn't a problem for her. What bothered her quite a bit was her unexpected companion.

She felt like she was on the bus with a ****. The boy didn't hide his lustful gaze, looking more at her than where she was going. His mouth dripped saliva all the way down to her suit, and he clutched his hands as if to prevent it from escaping.

The young man also started walking a few steps behind her, getting a better view of her rear end and tail. And even with that nonsense, Mirko continued acting as if nothing had happened. In fact, she even felt an unusual sense of well-being at his side.

«TALK TO HIM, GET TO KNOW HIM MORE»

"So you're a rookie, kid. How's it been?" she asked with sudden curiosity.

"Uh... oh yeah, I've only been a pro hero for three months... well, it's been a bit complicated."

"You mean today?" Mirko turned around, catching the boy with his gaze fixed on her rear end. Something didn't bother him as it should have.

"Mmm... not only have I had several problems, but my Quirk isn't very effective in combat," he said, looking at the ground.

«The tadpole's right. If it weren't for me, he'd be dead.»

«YOU MUST ENCOURAGE HIM.»

"Come on, don't get depressed. If you train hard enough, you could be a great hero. And haven't you tried to get into a hero agency?"

He buried his head even further at that comment.

"I tried... but none of them would accept me."

The rabbit knew perfectly well that on his own, this young man wouldn't get far as a professional. The normal thing for her would be to forget about it, but once again, the conflict in her head manifested itself with greater ****.

«HELP HIM, HELP HIM...IT'S YOUR OBLIGATION»

«No, no, no way...that idiot's life isn't my problem.»

«HE'S YOUR PROBLEM...HE'S YOUR LIFE...YOU MUST HELP HIM.»

New ideas were beginning to take hold in his mind at the same time they seemed more natural.

«I should, but...HOW?»

«YOU KNOW HOW TO DO IT.»