Izumi Miyamura: Xover

April 30th 2xxx – Izumi PoV

"So... this girl, Taylor, is coming to train?" my mother asked, trying to look nonchalant while sipping some tea on the counter. I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, any minute now, we'll be in the yard." I could see her eye twitch, but she nodded.

"I want to meet her." I sighed tiredly, I still didn't like Taylor romantically, but I had to say that she was a good option, I still didn't know her well enough to have an answer, we had n't had a single small talk since it was only two short encounters, but I wasn't against trying.

It wasn't something I really liked to rush, even more so what was at stake, since by law in Japan a man must have 3 wives before turning 21 and a child on the way, two more before 25, it was somewhat restrictive, but considering the low birth rate there was nothing I could do, and I had looked at other countries and the laws were even worse, some men in other countries began having children from the age of 15 and without being able to choose their partners, it was lucky that Japan was not so desperate.

The only good thing is that if I get into UA I can delay my firstborn until I'm 24, and the next ones until I'm 28, so that was a saving grace.

Still, most romantic relationships a man formed ended in marriage, and divorce could only happen if either the woman gave birth to three children and they were all girls, or she had a male child before that, and if you had just 3 wives then you were required to find a third within a year or the government would choose for you.

Again, complicated.

Exactly for that reason most men ended up marrying acquaintances or friends who went to the same schools or universities as them, since they knew them well enough to have an idea of their character, the abuse of men by women existed in this world and it was something that men were made aware of from a young age, even I was given a talk about some women are bad, don't stay alone with women you don't know, don't go down alleys, always be in sight and on busy streets, if there's a heroine all the better, if possible travel in a group, keep a finger on the emergency number in case something happens, etc.

Gender violence was horrible in any of the worlds, in this one it was mostly sexual, but depending on the environment you found yourself in there were different levels of sexist discrimination determined by the prevalence of women over men in this case.

It wasn't something that really concerned me, yes I do experience harassment and some levels of discrimination but nothing I couldn't ignore or just lash out at, some of the women that tried something on me or a group of friends I hung out with ended up buried up to their necks in concrete for hours until someone found them.

Unfortunately , it was a reality in this world, I am the one who is truly an anomaly, the templates I was given were ridiculously strong for women with average quirks and having been raised and reached adulthood in the other world with another set of values, were more than enough for me to lash out and defend myself tooth and nail if necessary.

Also, it's about time I started looking for a relationship, I really didn't want the government to choose for me, it could never end well. The few dating attempts I had during high school were a complete disaster, like I said, discrimination, when they found out I was going to become a hero/hunter they started to freak out, partly because, as a man, my place was in the house, something most women expected, and the other part, women were insecure, their quirks weren't strong enough to have no chance of getting into any important hero school, so they felt insecure and jealous and then the classic toxic behavior would start, it was pathetic. So, my hopes were on the girls at UA being different, one can only hope.

"Of course, we'll have lunch here." My mother nodded in satisfaction and I just grimaced, I almost felt sorry for Taylor, the sound of someone knocking on the door alerted us both, we both headed to the door "Taylor!"

" Izumi ." Taylor blurted out in relief as she walked in, I winced as my mother's eyebrows rose.

" Izumi ?" I asked incredulously, Taylor paled at the realization, I rolled my eyes, walked over to Taylor and grabbed her by the wrist.

"We'll be training." I said as I dragged Taylor along and glared at my mother, my mother just ignored me and with a frown tried to punch a hole in Taylor's head, who just let herself be dragged along by me mortified, before heading to the patio we went up the stairs and entered my room where I finally let her go and headed to my closet, it was full of clothes, I wasn't really vain in this life but the clothes were gifts from my friends every time we went out together, it just kept piling up until I had a bigger than necessary closet overflowing with stuff, I rummaged through the clothes for a few seconds before finding what I needed, a second outfit of certified badass and I turned to Taylor, who was looking curiously around the room, I approached and coughed lightly to get her attention, she almost jumped in fright.

"S-sorry! I wasn't looking! " I snorted amusedly, I didn't think there was anything interesting to see in my room but I was sure it was Taylor's first time in a boy's room so I didn't say anything, my past life teenage self acted the same.

"Here, put it on." I said, giving it to her in her hands. She looked confused and I turned my back on her before starting to undress until I was only in my underwear, specifically boxers .

"WHAT-WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Taylor squealed. I didn't have to see her to know that she was completely blushing at the unexpected sight. I could feel her trying to look away but her head was still firmly in place. I didn't worry too much and simply grabbed my certified badass outfit that I had prepared beforehand and quickly put it on before turning around. Taylor, red up to her neck, immediately looked away trying to pretend that she wasn't staring at me a few moments ago. "Y-you have a tattoo?" She practically squealed. I shook my head. And indeed she didn't have one, but she did have a birthmark. In fact, it was the Demon Slayer mark that came with Yoriichi 's template . The weird thing was that it wasn't on my face like Yoriichi 's , but they were stupidly identical to Izumi 's tattoos. Miyamura canon had on his body, now how exactly do birthmarks look like perfectly made tribal marks? I have no fucking idea, but she had them.

"It's a birthmark, chop-chop, the clothes." I ignored her behavior while clapping, Taylor was startled but followed the order quickly, she didn't even ask me to look away, even when she took off her sweatshirt and shirt leaving her small breasts in the open air, and I didn't react in any way, the amount of women who show their breasts on television or in public, practically desensitized me to a certain point, that doesn't mean they weren't pretty, in an adorable way but my gaze was only on her for a few seconds, Taylor only gave me a shy glance when she took off her pants leaving her now in boxers , which by the way, boxers are something common in women of this world, unlike men's underwear, which I tried to erase from my mind with all my might, I would die before wearing that type of clothing, thinking about it alone makes me tremble with horror. As I watched Taylor get dressed I snorted in amusement as I looked closely at her boxers , it was the face of Armsmaster , or Armsmistress in this world, Taylor blushed at the sight I had and got dressed more quickly.

Taylor finished getting dressed and was standing in front of me, baggy white pants, and a tight black top that reached halfway up her biceps and ended below Taylor's breasts leaving her stomach visible which she tried to cover in shame, Taylor was tall and slender, but the few months of working out seemed to fill her out in all the right places, she certainly didn't have any pronounced curves to show yet, but enough to be attractive, her stomach was slightly filled out, nothing that stuck out but it seemed that even in this world it was a source of shame to her because of the way she tried to cover it.

"Okay, let's go." I said before leaving the room with Taylor following me quickly behind, once in the yard Taylor was surprised at how big it was, how strange, I thought she was inspecting the place with her insects but it seems that she is not surprised just by that although I must say that it is a beautiful view, the yard was divided into two halves, the first was the closest one that was completely covered in rocks and stones without a hint of green except for the ends of the dirt yard which extended for almost 15 meters until reaching a pond that separated both halves and they were only joined by a wooden bridge, the pond had no life in it so it was just stagnant water while the second half was an extensive green, it was at least 60 meters long until the trees began to grow, everything was 30 meters wide, I guided Taylor along a small cobbled path that linked the house to the bridge

"Amazing." Taylor murmured as she followed me fascinated, I clapped loudly startling Taylor.

"Now, we'll be training ." I said with a wide smile, Taylor paled, I felt the bugs land on my body quickly and she raised both arms into position, I rolled my eyes "we won't be fighting."

"W-what?" she asked awkwardly lowering her arms, I was genuinely confused, I snorted.

"While we've already made it clear that you have no training in fighting-" she grimaced "-it's true that you don't have any training in fighting either, so we'll start with the basics." Taylor blinked several times in bewilderment.

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