She gives him a sneak preview!

Mirko took a moment to grin, before starting to pull off her gloves. Izuku blinked, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm giving you a look at what you have to gain if you successfully get enough of my respect that I'd join your harem," Mirko replied, dropping her gloves, then working on her leggings and custom rabbit boots. She slipped her smooth, toned legs out of them, and added, "You can look, but no touching, got it?"

Izuku gulped and nodded. "You sure you don't mind?" he asked, and she gave him a look as she reached behind her back to unzip her leotard.

"I respect your concern for boundaries, so I'll let that one slide instead of changing my mind, but for future reference, I am much more interested in assertive guys," she told him, beginning to slowly slide her leotard down, and expose her fit form. "I don't have so much respect for beating around the bush. So by the time you're strong enough to pin me, you better actually do it if you want me."

Izuku sweat dropped slightly, and nodded. "Right, guess my assumption that you were basically like Itsuka turned up to eleven was correct," he mused.

She smirked as she stepped out of her leotard. "What can I say?" she replied as she straightened up, fully nude. "I know what I'm into, and what I'm into is having one hell of a thrill." She straightened up, putting her hands on her hips. "So, tell me, what do you think?" she asked, tilting her hips slightly.

Izuku flushed as he stared at her, drinking in her naked glory. "...wow..." was all he could say.

"Go ahead, burn it into your brain," she told him, maintaining her pose. "The longer you remember this, the harder you'll work to claim it."

Izuku gulped, and then decided to ask, "Could you-," he paused, remembering what she had said about assertiveness. Throwing the dice before he lost his nerve, he said in as confident a tone as he could muster, "I mean, turn around so I can see your ass," he told her, watching her raise an eyebrow.