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"Trust me, Shoji-kun, you're going to enjoy this blind date!"
"I mean, can you blame me for being worried? You were the one who set it up."
"Only because it was the only way to get things going-oh hey, we're here!"
Shoji and Mineta reached U.A.'s cafeteria, where a lone girl sat in one of the tables, seemingly waiting for someone to arrive.
And it was that table that Mineta and Shoji approached.
"Shoji-kun, meet Midoriya-san from Class 1-B. Sit down and talk with her, I'll go off before you want to kill me."
"Good idea."
Mineta jolted away as Shoji sat down, and the girl spoke:
"So, you're Mezo Shoji-kun, right? Mineta told me a bit about you."
"O-Oh... He did?"
"He said you were having trouble getting a girlfriend, and that he'd appreciate it if I helped you with that."
Shoji sighed. "He said that, huh?"
"Yeah, but, to be honest, I don't know how I can be of help," Midoriya lowered her head. "I'm so disgusting and ugly to look at, I can't even have a muscular body like yours to distract people from my uglyness."
"Well, these muscles didn't come overnight; I had to spend years training under a specific diet. If you put effort, maybe you can-"
"No, I literally CAN'T have those muscles," Midoriya raised her arm and pulled her sleeve. "My skin's too slimy and I lack the strength to lift most weightlifts. I'm such a disaster."
Shoji then gently grabbed and felt Midoriya's arm, after she gestured that he could do it.
"Huh, it's soft. And kinda slimy."
"Yeah, I can't help it," Midoriya covered her arm. "It comes with being a snail girl."
"You're a snail girl, huh?" Shoji asked, earning a nod from Midoriya. "So, the thing on your head would be your shell?"
For the first time since she spoke, Midoriya flashed a smile as she adjusted the cone-shaped shell on her head.
"Pretty cool, right? People tend to ask me where I got this hat, but they stop talking as soon as I tell them it's actually my shell."
"I think it's pretty neat. Looks kinda small, though."
"Nah, it just LOOKS like that. I can fit in no problem. Say, funny story, I used to wear my shell on my back, kinda like a backpack?"
"So you can detach it?" Shoji folded his arms. "You're pretty lucky, you know? I can't spread my arms too far apart thanks to these membranes connecting them. I mean, I can get around, but it was very inconvenient growing up."
"I can imagine," Midoriya giggled and blushed. "Hey, you know, this hasn't gone as badly as I thought it would."
Shoji tilted his head. "How bad did you think it would go?"
"As soon as I revealed I was a snail girl, I figured you'd want to flee."
"I have a frog girl with the emotional range of a robot, it takes a lot to make me wanna quit," Shoji snickered. "Besides, I'm a sight for sore eyes on some areas."
"I'll be the one to judge that."
Midoriya's tendrils rose up, and the tips glowed before transforming into a pair of eyeballs.
"You don't look half bad, actually. And besides, your arms don't turn into strange body parts, like my tendrils."
Shoji moved the stubs on his arms forward, and transformed them; one into an eye, the other into a mouth that scoffed:
"Don't be so sure about that!"
"Whoa, cool!"
The tendrils and stubs turned back to normal as the pair laughed out loud, at least until the bell rang.
"Well, looks like we wasted our lunch time talking instead of eating. You think that was a good idea?"
"Well, I certainly enjoyed talking with you," Shoji nodded. "In fact, I wouldn't mind doing this again. You got a number?"
Midoriya flinched. "You're... Asking for my number?"
"Yeah, to keep in contact with you."
Midoriya's face began to glow progressively red.
"You want to... Keep in... Contact... With... Me..."
Suddenly, Midoriya fainted and hit the floor, her shell popping off to reveal a pair of swirling eyes on a bright red face.
"I'm the happiest girl alive..."
Koganehime Midoriya! Quirk: Golden Snail! She's effectively a humanoid snail girl, with her golden shell serving as a hat! The tendrils coming out from it serve as both eyes and limbs!