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TW: Underage compensated dating (nothing explicit)
Slut, whore, skank, tramp.
Nemuri has been called all those names ever since she entered middle school.
She doesn’t know why people are referring her with those names as Nemuri is a nerd. Granted, she is very attractive and probably the prettiest girl in the whole school but she is pretty awkward when it comes to socializing and you need to be good with your social skill to become a sex worker. Kudos to them, Nemuri has not problem with sex workers but she is not one of them.
She is just a normal student trying to fulfil her dream of entering UA and becoming a Hero.
She wanted to have friends when she entered middle school at first but many of the girls dislike her because of their own insecurities and boys, oh lord. Nemuri has been subjected to male gaze ever since puberty, the guys there just want to date her and Nemuri is tired to be seen as object.
She tried her best to befriend her classmates, albeit with her awkward social skill and failed miserably. People began to spread nasty rumours about her being fake and stuck up. It was fine at first, since it wasn’t too malicious but gradually the rumour got worse and worse. Until one day, she was called to the headmaster’s office due to one of those rumours.
She was rumoured that she sold herself to wealthy older man.
She exasperatedly denied those rumours but the headmaster wasn’t convinced at first. She was finally let go without punishment since there was no enough evidence to support people’s claim but since many of her classmates saw her going to the headmaster’s office, may connected the dots and thought that Nemuri was doing something indecent on the side.
The bullying then started. It was arguably not that bad at first with people tripping her feet on purpose or leaving some insults on her desk but it escalates quickly to the point where people just shove her on the ground or putting a vase of spider lily flower on her desk, wishing her to die.
Nemuri cried at first but slowly her emotion became dull and she just brushed it off.
Until one day when she went home and her emotionally distant parents left her for unknown reason. They just left a note on the fridge saying “We’re leaving. Don’t look for us”.
Nemuri broke down that day.
She couldn’t understand why her parents left her without taking her with them. Later, she found out that they fell out of love and decided to live with their new lovers. They abandoned her in order to start a new life, not caring how much damages they did to their own daughter.
She cried and skipped school the next day to figure out how to survive. Especially since she wants to enter UA but she needs the finance to survive on her own.
The first thing she did is getting a job.
After applying part-time jobs all over city, she finally got a job in a fast-food joint. Working herself to exhaustion every weekend and several days on weekdays. Sometimes she even begged for her manager to give her extra shift outside the legal requirements for her UA savings.
She also kept her grade top-notch, especially now she could manage her own schedule with her online schooling. She even managed to finish her high school qualification earlier than most of her grade mates. She finished it in only 4 months, now she 4 more months until her UA qualification test.
Her life seemed finally back on track but sadly, her savings are still not enough for her to attend UA and to live without part time job afterwards since UA prohibits its students to work while attending the school.
She was desperate as she realised that she doesn’t have enough time to prepare for more money as it is illegal for students to work past certain workhours despite her trying to cheat the system several times. And she doesn’t want to break the law since she wants to become a hero.
She could apply for scholarship beforehand but since scholarship requires her parents’ signature for some documents, she had to cross that idea. She could infringe her parents’ signatures but knowing how notoriously thorough UA is when it comes to background check, she really doesn’t want to risk it.
Then one day she came across an app.
The app seems innocent enough, it looks like a regular dating app.
The only problem is the app is only for young girls and men who has regular income.
They call it Papa Katsu or sugar daddy in English.
First, Nemuri can add her profile and interest there and the Papa or daddy who are interested in her can send her a message for a meet up.
The rule is clear, no sexual activity involves. Basically, they just meet and talk. The papa also has to pay for the meals and drinks or arranging the transport if necessary. Then they will pay the girls for their time, but they will word it as a present instead of compensation. Therefore, only cash allowed.
The meeting also has to occur in a public space.
The app has an emergency button where Nemuri can press and it will send her location to the police all at once.
Nemuri thought it through and decided to give it a try despite the danger as she is getting desperate. She even lied on the app by putting 18 instead of 14 for her age.
She also blurred her face on her profile but she still got many invitations regardless.
At the end, she made so much money with it since her quirk really helps warding off shady men.
But it doesn’t mean that she is always safe from dangers.
It was one time when one of her clients forcefully asked her for more than a meet and talk and she used her quirk on him.
She ran as far as she could but since she was pretty surprised when the guy got violent, the effect of her quirk was cut short and he chased her back. Demanding her to pay for the meal.
That was when she met Inko and was impressed with how nice she was.
She contemplated on quitting her activity altogether but she was really close to her goal.
That was when she took another date, not knowing that the papa was being tailed by the police for his shady dealings and got caught alongside him.
When the police questioned her, she was terrified but she remembered Inko. She then asked the detective to call her.
Imagine her shock when Inko easily asked her to move in with her for awhile and agreed to foster her after that.
Now she is standing in front of a huge house with three boys eyeing her curiously from top to bottom.
The first boy looks tiny. He looks really cute with his freckles, curly bush-like green hair, big pair of green eyes and a knowing grin in his face.
Something about him is off but she can’t put her fingers on it. He is the only one who looks like Inko, though she figures that maybe he is her only biological son.
The second child looks the same age as the green bush and he is much taller than him with a straight purple hair. He looks perpetually tired with a huge eyebags on his face.
The third kid, actually looks closer to her in age. He has splotches of red burn marks on his skins with a pair of piercing turquoise eyes which kind of reminds her on someone. He also has sharps red hair. He is the only one who looks the most unwelcoming compared to the other kids. The green one looks excited while the purple one is more indifference.
“Kids, this is Nemuri-neechan. She will live with us from now one” Inko introduces her.
Nemuri looks at her panickily, it has been a while since she had any contact with kids below her ages (besides her customers at the fast-food joints).
“It’s ok, neechan. Dabi-niisan and Hito-chan are nice” the green beams at her.
Nemuri takes a deep breath and sends them a wobbly smile.
“H-hi guys, I’m Nemuri. Nice to meet you” she says awkwardly as Inko chuckles nervously behind her.
Clearly this is not the situation that she imagined.
“’Sup” the red head says with a bored tone.
The purple just nods.
“Dabi-niisan, Hito-chan. You should tell your names to Nemuri-neesan!” the greenette pouts.
“Izu, you haven’t even introduced yourself to her” Inko sighs.
The greenette seems surprise as he adorable scratches his head.
“Umm, sorry for the late intro. I’m Izuku! You can call me Izu!” he beams.
Somehow, he looks the friendliest among these kids. Well, what was the gut feeling she felt earlier? She must have imagined it.
“Nice to meet you, Izu” she smiles back at him.
The oldest one sighs heavily. Clearly not happy with this arrangement.
“Seems like I won’t be the oldest here anymore. The name’s Dabi” he says.
“Hi, Dabi” Nemuri might be nice but she won’t entertain this kid’s rudeness.
“Dabi! Don’t talk like that to your new sister!” Inko reprimands.
Nemuri raises her eyebrows in surprise. Sister?
“But Mom…” Dabi groans but Inko sends her a scary glare.
“Fine, welcome sister” Dabi rudely groans while Inko shakes her head in disappointment.
“I will talk to you privately later, Oniichan” she says.
Dabi seems unbothered, really this kid…
“Welcome sister” the purple seems shy but he is polite enough not to throw any venom in his tone but Nemuri can tell that he is wary.
Inko seems really tired with her children’s antic.
“Well, let’s get inside boys. Nemuri, I will show you your new room” she says.
“I-I get a new room?” Nemuri is surprised to hear that there is a room for her to use. Why they are so trustworthy?
“Of course, you will! You are part of Midoriya now” she chuckles lightly while the kids besides Izuku, go inside the house.
Nemuri can’t believe how nice this family treats him (despite the cold treatment from both Dabi and Hitoshi). Nobody ever treated her this nice, not even his parents.
“What? You think that we will ask you to sleep on the floor?” she jokes.
Nemuri looks down.
“Yes…” she whispers but Inko heard it.
She smiles at her softly while patting her in back.
“Let’s go, princess” she says.
Nemuri lets out a relieved sigh and nods.
Izuku is ecstatic to bring her belongings along to her new room. Surprisingly she doesn’t have that many.
She is amazed when she sees the interior of the house. It looks modern, contrary to the architecture of the house itself that is resembling a Victorian villa which is pretty common around the prestigious Yamate area.
Her room is in third floor and she has her own bathroom. The décor is pretty standard with a desk, carpet, hard wood flooring with underfloor heating, air conditioner that can be used as a heater during summer, a French balcony, some surrealist small paintings on the wall, light purple wallpaper, a queen-sized bed, a big modern wardrobe, a red ottoman and a wood antique bookshelf.
“Ok, I hope you like the room” Inko smiles warmly at her as Nemuri is still dumbfounded with all the luxury she is presenting with.
“Are you sure I can stay in this room?” Nemuri asks.
“Of course, princess. You live here now, we will treat you like one of our own” Inko assures.
“Nee-chan, you should see Dabi’s room tomorrow. It will be soo unique” Izuku cheers.
“That kid, we went to buy some decorations today and he bought bunch of steampunk style furniture. Oh, I know. Maybe we can buy some for you too tomorrow” she offers.
Nemuri furiously shakes her head. No way she will let this nice family spoil her more than she worth. She is just leeching off their kindness after all..
“No, please don’t. I can’t possibly bother you more..”
“No! Don’t say that, nee-chan. Of course, we won’t force you to decorate your room but remember that you are part of us now. We will always be there for you” she cuts her off and gives her a stern look.
Nemuri is touched but looking at how the other kids treated her earlier, she feels like she is still not part of this family.
“Thank you…” she says.
“No worries, Nemuri. Don’t hesitate to tell us if you need something, ok? I have always wanted a daughter and I’m really happy with your presence. Though you may not regard me as a parental figure but that is alright, we can start slow” she pats her on the shoulder while giving her a warm smile. It somehow makes Nemuri feels lighter.
“I think you need to take a shower and rest, today has been very interesting to say the least” Inko giggles.
“Oh, I amost forgot. My boyfriend and his kid will visit us tonight for a dinner. Do you think you can join us?” she continues.
Nemuri contemplates the options. She doesn’t really want to leave the room after what happened today.
“I-I don’t know” she honestly answers.
“Well, today has been tough for you. The rule in this house, we won’t force you to do things you don’t want. Unless you need to. And well, knowing what happened, I do agree that maybe you should take a rest for today. I will bring you the food later if you want” Inko gently smiles at her.
“Thank you…I-I will eat at the kitchen maybe?” she asks.
“Of course but tell me if you change your mind later” she says as she leaves the room. Izuku follows.
“See ya, Nee-chan!” Izuku waves at her. Nemuri smiles as she waves back.
Today has been a roller coaster of emotions.
Who would have thought that the kind lady who helped her couple days ago actually agreed to foster her?
She wonders if she is dreaming as everything is too good to be true.
She really wants to stay in this house and she would prove it to Dabi and Hitoshi that she is not a shady or suspicious person. She truly wants to find a family and maybe, just maybe. This family can accept her as their own. Inko and Izuku has accepted her, it seems. Now she needs to work harder to gain the trust of the remaining members.
Can she do it? Can she lay it all bare to those two?
Showing her vulnerabilities?
She really doesn’t know.
For now, maybe she can just take a shower and enjoy the feeling of not worrying about what to put in the dinner for tonight. Feeling safe, that’s what it is called.
God, who knows how long she has been longing to feel safe again.
Nemuri takes a quick shower and she changes into a sweatpants and long sleeves baggy T-Shirt.
She lays on the bed and feels really comfortable. In a matter of seconds she drifts away into the land of sleep.
Two hours later, Nemuri wakes up and feels thirsty.
She goes to the first floor to get a glass of cold water when she overhears a conversation.
“Mom, you can’t just bring home a new kid without telling us” it sounds like Dabi.
“Dabi, she needs our help. Tsukauchi-san has told me that she is not suspicious” Inko explains.
“But mom, I lived in the street and it is common knowledge not to easily trust people. I mean, have you looked at her? She wears a school uniforms yet she went with an older guy. It looked so shady no matter how you see it” Dabi accuses.
“Nemuri didn’t have a choice!” Inko exasperatedly yells.
“Why?” Hitoshi asks.
“It is not my place to say it..”
Nemuri’s heart sinks hearing the conversation. It hurts to hear how Dabi suspect her to mooch off Inko’s kindness.
The she opens the door to the kitchen.
TO BE CONTINUED