My Hero Academia: The Next Generation discussion

"It'll get easier soon" Hitoshi said to Lilly, ruffling her hair slightly.

Lilly gave a little smile when Hitoshi ruffled her hair.

Kai flushed at the shout of her name by Ford. "H-Hey, Fuerte."
Mammon whistled. "That stick in the mud got a girl a grade aged of y'all?"
"Yep, that's Kai, 3-A and Ford's girlfriend." Hirito elaborated.
Mina snorted. "I was surprised when she told me he made the first move.
Hirito gasped. "Say what???"
Eijiro laughed held Akira as she played with the bird and Mina went to Lily to rub her shoulders.
Kai heard everything in their minds and stopped blushing to roll her eyes.

"So he's late, has to hold up his reputation, huh?" Hitoshi muttered to himself with scoff. He pulled himself away from Lilly and started telling families to go ahead to the gym.

Kai followed them out to the gym, The Kirishima's and Mammon behind the front.

"hey..take it easy OK? Let's not overwhelm your brain with that many voices." Ford said putting a hand on Kai's shoulder.

"At the moment the biggest I cn make is a dog." Lilly said honestly. "But...I like to make birds...birds make me happy." She said sounding so sweet and innocent.

Maho walked with Mammon, Aya still playing with bunny.

Maho sat on Hirito's desk, looking over the small file Hitosui had handed him. Since he was class rep, and they hadn't replaced Ford as the vice-rep, he was left to represent the class and helpbwith any new students, which they had another of. Three students if he was right...for their class alone. He looked over the small report for this newest student. He looked familiar in a way, but knew he never met him himself. "Ayo, Shin! When's this guy coming in?"
Hitoshi looked up from his paperwork, rubbing his eye. "I think he's talking to Nezu, give him ten minutes." He guessed. "And it's Sensei to you."
Maho snickered. "Shiiiin~" He teased, tqirling a piece of his hair in boredom. "Well do I have to tour him?"
Hitoshi sighed. "Yes, you pain. You're class rep, you're any 2-A newbies first day buddy, deal with it. You aren't alone, you and your little boyfriends are always together." He then diverted his attention back to his work.

Hirito hummed and peaked over Maho's shoulder, looking over the file. He hummed at a higher note in approval and smiled at Hitoshi's comment. "Oh, Hito-hottie, I can stay with you, if you'd like." His smile turned innocent as he gazed at his teacher, winking at him. He leaned back from Maho when Mammon came up, tapping his boyfriend's ass and kissing his cheek.
"Oh, showing the new kid around, huh? We could make a pit stop and Hirito can take over." He pecked Maho's other cheek and glanced at said culprit.
Hirito shrugged. "I can be friendly. I'm sure he'll love me. I'm a natural charmer and I'm sure it wouldn't hurt." He adjusted his shirt collar.

Hitoahi gave a shake of his head. "Find yourself an actual boyfriend and stop hitting on your teacher and making a threesome with your peers." He rolled his eyes, not bothering with looking up.
"Our threesomes are amazing, thank you." Maho winked, then turned to his boyfriend at the attention while some of the other students gagged. "You missed." He said, tapping his lips before kissing him.
"PDA." Hitoshi commented, Maho waving him off.
Maho kissed Mammon again, just to be a pain to Hitoshi. "Looks like we just got our clear." He kissed Mammon's cheek and then looked to Hirito, waving the folder. "From his reports, he seems like a pretty serious guy. Sure you can take him? And no, I don't mean up your ass."

Hirito laughed. "PFT. Listen. Threesomes are fun. But. I also have a hot teacher I just can't ignore." He shrugged and made gagging noises to be an ass as the other two kissed. "Get a room. Or a stall." He chuckled and took the file. "Eh, I handled Hito-hottie pretty well. I think this guy will be a piece of cake. And you know I can take him up the ass too. " He winked and skimmed the file more throughly, humming at what he found.
Mammon smiled against his lover's lips and grabbed Maho's ass to further get on Hitoshi's nerves. "PDA? Put Dick to Ass? Sounds good to me." He turned Maho around and put his hips against his, his crotch aligned with Maho's ass. "Now this is nice." He turned Maho's head and pecked his lips, smiling innocently.

Hitoshi glanced up, shooting Hirito a glare before looking back down.
Maho laughed at Hirito. "Well you enjoy your time with him. Pretty hot. We're better looking though." He said, fighting a small moan from the grasp to his ass. He let himself be turned and looked down, grabbing his hips. He glanced up at the kiss and hummed. He kissed him back, giving a small buck of his hips.
Hitoshi looked up at Mammon's words, eye twitching at the sudden sight. He stood up, going to speak until he heard a knock at the door. He blinked, glaring at them before walking to the door. He opened it, then got out of the way. "Everyone, meet Tokio Ima, a transfer from Himaka." He said, letting Tokio walk in.
Tokio fixed his glasses before his hand met his other behind his back. He examined the room, freezing on Maho and Mammon. He blinked, especially at the charming smile Maho gave.

Mammon bit his lip to keep himself from being more vocal at the buck of his lover's hips. He lightly grinded against Maho until he heard Tokio enter, stopping to lift Maho back up and wrap an arm around his waist. He smiled sweetly at Tokio and gave a small wave. He pecked Maho's cheek one last time for good measure and glanced at Hirito. "Hiri-hoe. You gonna say hi?"
Hirito rolled his eyes at his friends, laughing a little at Hitoshi's response to their actions and his. He stepped forward and held out his hand, smiling his charming Ashido-Kirishima smile at Tokio. "Hirito Kirishima. Pleasures all mine. I'll be showing you around while those two over there have their fun." He chuckled,
eyes bright. He casually noted this guy was fairly attractive and hummed.

Maho kissed below Mammon's ear before resting his head kn his shoulder. Hitoshi sighed and gave a thanks Hirito before shooting his capture scarf at the couple and trying them up. Maho gae a grunt of surprise, but smirked. "Have fun Hiri-hoe, we'll have our own fun with the bondage ki- ah! Hey, keep the roughness for the bedroom." He smirked at Hitoshi's tightening, the glare harshening.
Tokio slowly looked to the Hirito boy that approached him. Kirishima. He noted the last name, it ringing a slight bell. "As you heard, Tokio Ima." He didn't bother commenting on the mention of the other two. He met his hand, giving him a firm shake, then retook his stance.

Mammon hummed in approval and went to respond to his lover's affection when Hitoshi got them with his scarf. He huffed and stuck his tongue out at Hitoshi. "Come on. This would be better if it was with chains." He whined and sighed, laughing at his lover.
Hirito smiled and nodded, pulling away his hand. He set his file on the edge of Hitoshi's desk and turned back to Tokio. He motioned to the door. "We'll take a tour now, Hito-hottie isn't teaching anything right now besides for the gays to keep their hands to their selves." He tsked at his friends and smiled at them sweetly before blowing Hitoshi a kiss. "We'll be back. Cross my heart." He gave Hitoshi an innocent look before going back to the door and opening it. "After you." He held an arm out for him to go first.

Hitoshi glare turned to Mammon. "Detention. Maho, you'll be qith me, Mammon with Sensei Starkhan." He said, getting a whine from Maho.
"If you're going to separate us, at least put me with Aston. You may have bondage, but he has ass. That's better." He pouted.
Hitoshi gave a shake of his head, patting Maho's shoulder. "Oh don't you worry, we'll have a lot of fun. When you're cleaning the bathrooms again." He then turned to Hirito and rolled his eyes. He was being the better of the three, so he didn't mind him much.
Tokio watched between the three and Hirito, eventually diverting all his attention to the red head. He didn't bother with much of a reply, simply nodded and walking out. He mentally questioned everything. Wasn't UA supposed to be...more professional? More role model students?

Mammon whined but then rolled his eyes. "Oh, lord. Starkhan is going to be a pain." He sighed. "Oh, well. It was worth it." He shrugged and smiled innocently. "Mind letting me go? I have to do a paper you assigned last Friday." He hummed and tapped his foot on the floor, waiting patiently while watching his lover get scolded by Hitoshi.
Hirito smiled at Hitoshi a final time before following Tokio out of the classroom and closing the door, letting his friends fend for themselves. He wasn't aiming for detention just yet. Hitoshi would most likely get after him later anyways. "Well, that was our class. We are the fun class of the school, for sure." He smiled charmingly and led him down the hall towards the training sector.

Maho's ears perked at Mammon's words. "See!? He wants to trade too! C'moooon, please?" He gae Hitoshi a pair of puppy eyes, but it was cut off as he was choked for a second before the couple was released.
"All the more reason to keep it as is. Get on that paper." Hitoshi said, heading to his desk. He mentally wished the new boy luck.
Tokio simply hummed, waiting for Hirito to start walking before walking along aide of him. He didn't bother hiding his scoff. "'Fun' isn't how I would describe it." He wasn't sure how to explain what he just seen. Those three stuck out to him the moat, but he noticed the immaturity from majority of the rest if the class as well. Immature. That was how to describe them.

Hirito blinked at Tokio's reaction, humming for a moment before responding. "I would say it's entertaining." He shrugged and led the way down the hall to the training grounds. "Besides, we happen to know Hito-hottie on more of a personal level, well... more like I do than the others. Either way, we keep things entertaining around here." He winked and smiled charmingly, opening the door out to the training grounds. "This is where we throw down the most." He waggled his brows and smirked as he spread his hands to the space used for them to use their quirks. "It all depends on Hito-hottie's mood, really."

Tokio looked away, deabting that statement. He had only gotten a glance at th class, entertaining could be a way to describe it. He looked back to Hirito and then forward as they entered the new room, stepping inside. He hadn't done much, what Hirito called, 'throwing down' in the last couple of weeks. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't excited to get back into it. He glared at the additions Hirito gave to the statement. "This 'Hito-hottie'. Sensei Shinso, correct? The violet haired man?"

Hirito chuckled at his glare. "No need to be so hostile, gorgeous. I was just joking." He smiled brightly and nodded. "Yep. Our homeroom teacher. At least that's what most people call him. Except me, I'm special." He gave him a lightly innocent smile and led the way back into the building. "Alright, next is then cafeteria." He strode down the hall to the large room near the middle of the campus. "You don't have to come here for lunch, some people do accompany their Agency for extra time on their lunch. I usually go to my parents agency, as it's easier. So, if you'd like, you can come with me today to Family and Co." He turned and grinned at him, letting Tokio take or decline the offer. He couldn't see why he wouldn't want to go, but gave him the choice anyway.

Taken aback, Tokio's glare dropped, face going to alight shock. It quickly went back to normal though. Flirty, playful, seemed the life of the party. Tokio felt he wouldn't like this boy. He shook his head, feeling bad for his new teacher already. "You're something." He muttered, walking after him, quickly marching his pace. He kept quiet until Hirito spoke again, glancing around the new room. He nodded at his statement. It was the same in his old school. He blinked again in surprise at the offer, looking at him. He looked him up and down, trying to figure out if it where a joke. "...I'll think about it. Where to next?"

Hirito laughed at Tokio's reaction to his little name for him. "Something? Oh, I'm a little bit of everything." He used his quirk and slid in front of him, spinning to end up close to him, almost face to face. "I aim to please." He smirked and continued walking, acting like nothing happened. "Take your time, though we always have killer takeout for lunch so... Not to brag," he chuckled. "Next is the library. Follow me." He led the way down another hall to the front of the school where the main library was, showing Tokio a bathroom along the way. He paused at the library before opening the door. "This is the library. Has literally any book you can think of." He hummed.

Tokio's eyes widened again, taking a step back instantly. He quickly glared at the smirking red head, giving him a simple hum at the food comments. "Is that so?" He questioned, uninterested. His mind quickly changed to wondering how to deal with this fool, hardly hearing him and following, behind him this time. He glanced at the bathroom when Hirito pointed it out, and the same with the library. Well, glance wasn't the word. His eyes gave a quick sparkle as he made his way inside and took in the room. This, this was already his favorite room. It was such a huge library, especially compared to the one at hisblast school. "Good." Was all he bothered replying with, mentally making a map of where different book genres where.

"Yes, it is so." He gave him his charming smile and watched him react to the library, unable to help but think that he looked adorable. He chuckled as he watched him, crossing his arms and humming approvingly. He looked him over yet another time, and the expression on his face. He cooed and turned, going back to the door. "As much as I'd love sitting here and getting to witness your cute excitement at all these books, I do go more pit stops I got to show you." He smiled and waited for Tokio, his hands in his pockets. He mentally went over what was next, which was the secondary office. Mostly made for just students getting into formal contact with their agencies.

Tokio jumped out of his daze at the sudden sound of his voice. His cheeks went a pink at both his own embarrassment and at Hirito's coment. "It wasn't cute." He muttered, walking past him. His hands had dropped from their position, but he just pocketed them while he mentally scolded himself for getting distracted so easily, although he also mentally scolded Hirito. Cute, what a joke. Why couldn't a teacher show me around? Why stick me with this fool? He sighed, looking to the fool in question. "Where to?"

Hirito cooed and came up behind him, blowing a huff of air on the back of Tokio's neck. "No, and your cheeks weren't pink either?" He came to walk beside him. "You're even more adorable when you blush." He smiled genuinely and chuckled, leading him down the hall. "The secondary office. It's where 99% of the time we handle our agency connections. Unless you're special like me and you just text your parents." He smiled innocently and turned down a hall, opening the door to the office.
"Hey, Mrs. Haruko. How's things?" He leaned on the counter after walking in and holding the door for Tokio.
"Hey, Hirito! They are quite alright. Are you showing around a new student?"
Hirito hummed and smiled at Tokio, winking at him as well. "That I am. This is Tokio Ima."
Mrs. Haruko smiled softly at Tokio. "Nice to meet you!"

Tokio jumped, cheeks going slightly darker and a hand going up to hia neck. He shook his head, clearing his face of their warmth. "Shut ut, Kirishima." He scowled, letting himself fall behind him. He rubbed his neck a moment before pocketing his hand again. He listen to him speak, rolling his eyes. You're special all right. He walked into the office, looking to the woman behind the desk. He ignored the wink he seen from the corner of his eye and gave her a smile back. "It's a pleasure, ma'am."

She grinned back as Kai walked in from the back, going over some final things she had to do before she headed out to Dynamight Agency. She glanced up at the thoughts of someone she wasn't aware of and the aggression and stopped. Hirito waved.
"Kai. You here before you skip and go to your dad?"
Kai shook her head. "No, I'm simply getting my work done. Hi, Tokio. Nice to meet you." She smiled softly and turned to Hirito. "Stop flirting with him and making him want to smack you. He'd rather be in class than deal with your bullshit." She smiled innocently at a gaping Hirito and nodded to Tokio. "It was nice meeting you." She went out the door, waving as she left.
Hirito huffed and rolled his eyes, shaking his head. "Just wait until she graduates."
Haruko chuckled at the interaction.

Tokio glanced at Hirito as he heard him speak and looked to the Kai girl. He gave a nod. "You as well, Kai." He gave her a smile also. His smile simply grew at her words. "And thank you." He said, watching her go. She was someone he could get along with it seemed, first look anyways. He looked to Hirito and raised a brow. "What, tired of getting scolded?" He questioned, then looked to Haruko and nodded before starting back out. "Anywhere else, or can we go back to class?"

Hirito chuckled, turning into a laugh. He followed Tokio's steps as he began to back out, having them be close again, more so for the sake of Haruko's ears. "I'm never tired of getting scolded. Especially by the right people." He winked and brushed his shoulder with Tokio's as he passed out the door. "Unless you want to make a pit stop. I know some hidden places we won't get caught." He smiled innocently and held the door open for him. "After you, gorgeous." He grinned his charming smile and waited for Tokio.

Tokio blinked, staring at him. With the wink though, he scowled at him once again. "You're a nuisance." He huffed, shifting away at the brush to his shoulder. He followed behind him, but froze at his next statement, cheeks reddening. He gave a small growl, walking up to him and grabbing his tie. He pulled him away by it so they were out of anyone's instant sight before turning to him. "I'm not going to be your little fuck buddy or anything along those lines. Join the two fools in our class." He glared up at him, then let him go. "Now, answer the question properly. Is there anywhere else to show me?"

"Am I though? I think I'm charming. Nice on the eyes." He joked, shrugging until Tokio grabbed his tie. He stiffened ever so slightly and blinked, his own cheeks blushing a light pink. More so when Tokio pulled him out of sight. Oooh, he's fiesty-. He met Tokio's eyes, barely focusing on his words until the end when he let him go. He hummed and then smiled innocently. "I never said be my 'fuck buddy'. But if you want to that bad, I can arrange that." He stepped closer. "And Maho and Mammon aren't fuck buddies, Gorgeous. They are dating." He patted Tokio's cheek and sighed a little. "If you insist. Yes, we are heading back to the classroom. Do you have any other questions or concerns?" He raised a brow.

Tokio's glare only harshened, flinching at the sudden pat to his cheek. Considering the words before it, he slapped his hand away. "Kiss my ass. Oh, wait, you'd probably love to do that." He took a step back, giving a small huff. "I don't care what they are. I'm sure they would still love for you to join." He rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. "My only concern is you...and how you'll get back to class." He started walking away, tappin one of his legs and freezing it in time, giving it an almost numbing feeling. "Enjoy, 'Sunshine'." He said as he turned the corner, out of sight, with a proud but innocent smile on his face. He stopped, waiting to see how, or if he was even smart enough, he would work his way around his situation.

"Mm. Now that you offer, I might." He flashed his sharper teeth innocently. "Though I can't promise I don't bite too." He listened to him, raising a brow again at what he meant by how he was going to get back to class. He felt the tap and the numbing feeling sink in and he blinked as Tokio walked away. He huffed. "Oh, love. Don't be that way~" He stuck his tongue out at Tokio before humming in thought, thinking back to Tokio's file and his quirk. If he was assuming right, Tokio had frozen only his leg in time. He hummed, doing some of his own deductions. The numbing had faded slightly, not as bad as when Tokio was close to him. His assumption was that distance determined potency of the quirk. He sighed. His quirk couldn't battle something if his leg was frozen in time or place. "Tokio. I know you're still there." He hummed. "If you weren't scandalous spying on me, my leg wouldn't be stationary- You have to be close enough to keep it active, am I wrong?"

Tokio gave a questioning hum at the question and turned the corner again. He rose a brow. He wasn't too far off, surprisingly. He gave a hum, leaning against the wall. "Slightly. I could go off campus if I so wanted to. Not too far, but I could. It wouldn't keep you frozen though, just make your leg feel heavy and slow it down. I'm not spying either, I'm testing how much of a dumbass you are. Not as much of one as I thought though." He looked hum up and down. "How'd you come to such a conclusion though?"

Hirito smiled and pretended to buff his nails. "Well, glad to know you don't think I'm stupid. Just because I hang out around mediocre in my class does not mean I'm not well educated." He shrugged and chuckled, sighing dramatically. "Well, if you really want to know, I remember your file mentioning your quirk. And how it worked. Obviously to an extent. I found out the distance factor when you walked away, Gorgeous." He cooed at Tokio. "The numbing feeling in my leg wasn't as potent. I could tell the difference. So, no. I'm not a dumbass. But I am just observant. I happen to study tricks and other mischievous things in my free time, you know." He grinned at Tokio, hands tucked into his pockets as he spoke.

Tokio simoly hummed, listening to him speak. He gave mental comments on different parts of what he said, pushing off the wall and clasping his hands back behind him. "Look at that, Sunshine is smart." He walked over, unactivating his quirk before kicking said leg out from under him. "That's for the comments." He said. "Observant you are, good job. Your quirk likely has to do with hardening or acid, correct Kirishima? I know the last name. As well as the opposing one of Ashido. King A's your Uncle, yes? He has quite the moves, good man." He unclasped his hands and held one out for him. "Did I mention I study too? Not you, but tons of heroes. You connect dots in no time with such information."

Hirito didn't go down normally, he used his quirk through his shoes and spun in a small circle, coming back up on his feet. "Nice try, I've had my foar share of gorgeous men try to sweep me off my feet. And look at me. I'm still single. Unless you wanna change that." He winked and then blinked at Tokio's observation. He nodded. "Yes, and yes. But my quirk has more to it " He chuckled at Tokio's comment about his uncle and smiled at his hand that he had held out to help him up. He took it and pulled Tokio close, having spread the acid by his feet when he spun. He brought his hand to his lips and pressed a chaste kiss to the back of it. "I'm sure you do. Bravo to you, Gorgeous. Anything else you'd like to share?"

Tokio blinked, his hand having moved out as an instinct. He kept it out though, not thinking about it entirely. He gave a feown at the first statement, deciding not to humor him with a reply. The quirk part made sense, naturally. A combination, he supposed. "Intriguing." He commented shortly, any other reply he even thought to have would have been cut off anyways, eyes widening as he was pulled close. His free hand quickly placed on his shoulder to keep him up, feet slipping. His cheeks went a pink at the kiss and he quickly pulled his hands away, but he almost instantly slipped and fell, glasses sliding off and landing on his lap. He growled, glaring up at him. "Yes. I won't be attending you to your parents agency, or talking to you unless needed after this interaction."

Hirito knelt down and picked up Tokio's glasses, putting them back on his face with a smile. He frowned at his words, his eyes going soft and sad. "You won't even give it a chance? My dad is a nice guy. I'm sure he'd love to meet you." He frowned further, eyes pleading. He offered his hand to help him up, being genuine and not teasing. He had noticed Tokio's reaction of his cheeks flushing, but decided not to say anything for the sake of staying on the nice side of Tokio's.

Tokio's head jerked back some, looking at his hands. He let him put his glasses back on him. He blinked at his expression, cheeks going pink again. Cute. He sighed, taking hold of his hand and pulling himself up. "Fine." He swallowed before desiding why not, since Hirit had been flieting aince he got there. He dropped his hand and grabbed his cheeks with a quick squeeze. "Only because you're cute." He dropped his hand and skidded backwards some until he met dry floor. "Where's the closest washroom, I have to make sure none of your slime os on my uniform."

Hirito watched him get up and made a small noise of celebration when he said fine, squeezing Tokio's hands slightly before he dropped them. He blushed and let out a whine when he grabbed his cheeks. He blinked and huffed at his comment. "I'm not cute. But if you think I'm cute... I can live with that." He did a little love bite to Tokio's hand before he skidded back, chuckling. "You could just turn around and I could tell you." He shrugged, raising a brow. "And it's not slime, it's acid."

Tokio couldn't help but laugh, giving another squeeze before he dropped his face. "All you did was prove my point." He said, shrugging off his blazer. He wiped his hand on his pants, twirling the blazer so he could examine in. It looked clean of the sli- acid. Acid, Hirito had just said. He hummed, debating on trusting him. He however turned around. "Acid. Apologies." He said, a small hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Hirito whined at the squeeze and pretended to nip at Tokio's hand. "Whatever you say, Gorgeous." He winked and watched him, silently admiring the view until he turned around for him to check for the acid. "Slime and acid are two different consistencies. Not to mention I can create an acid-slime. But the acid I made was just slippery. I promise." He smiled and hummed, finding him to be clean of any acid. But he couldn't help noticing Tokio's ass. He immediately diverted his attention. "You're clean." He didn't debate it and tapped Tokio's ass. "Do you still wanna stop by the bathroom?"

Tokio listened to him speak, rolling his eyes. "I know the difference between acid and slime. I wasn't paying attention to the texture though." He said, throwing the blazer back on and buttoning it up while he awaited a reply. His cheeks went pink again, feeling the attention on his ass. With his work out routine, he had a fair one, something one of his uncles feiends now teased him on. When he gave the clear, he went to turn until he felt the tap to his ass. He turned to him with warm cheeks and a glare. "Kirishima! No, I hardly trust being alone with you in a hall, let alone the bathroom. Lead the way back to class." He instructed, turning his back away from Hirito.

Hirito huffed, pausing to wait for him. "Oh, Tokio. I wasn't suggesting I jump your bones in the bathroom and find out what your ass can really do. Or what mine can do, whatever you prefer." He shook his head. "Either way, I was asking in case you wanted to use it." He shrugged and raised a brow. He tsked. "Oh, Tokio. You think you can demand and boss me around? You're really cute for the thought, but I'll be nice this time." When he turned his back to him he admitted his ass for a moment before taking a few steps ahead to lead the way to the classroom.

Tokio's cheeks burned further, images flooding his mind for a second before he shook his head clear. "You are such a asshole." He muttered, look at the floor before back up to meet his eyes. He huffed, following after him. "If you're going to touch my ass, I have full right to boss you around. If you don't like it, then keep your hands to yourself." He said, but quickly regretted his wording. Hirito already seemed the type that with the right person, he would do as they pleased. And with the addition that all that would have to happen for that is a touch of ass? He sighed in defeat to himself, too much running in his mind now.

Hirito winked, walking slightly ahead. He was quiet until Tokio spoke again. He had barely paid attention until he heard "ass" first. Then he tuned in. He paused and slowly turned on his heel, a brow raised as he gazed at him. "Come again? You'll boss me around if I touch your ass?" He hummed, pretending to contemplate the exchange. He chuckled before striding over and activating his quirk, doing a 360 around him. He tapped his ass as he did and quickly skated away with a chuckle. "I see that as a fair trade. Free reign to touch your ass in exchange for you bossing me around? tsk tsk. That's an amazing offer." He winked and began walking towards the class again, humming.

Tokio stopped when he heard Hirito come to one as well. He looked up at him, cheeks flushing. "I-I didn't me-ah! Cut that out!" He looked away, huffing. "I didn't mean it like that. It isn't your ass to touch." He glanced back at him, face only darkening at the wink. He didn't have a way to defend himself though, making him sigh again. He removed his glasses, taking a cleaning wipe out of his pocket and cleaning them as a distraction while he walked. He regretted letting that fool get close to him in the first place, and also for not slapping him already.