My Avatar is the Heroine

"Get out of the way!"

Without giving Momo any face, her mother shoved her aside, pulled out her spare key, and with a click, unlocked the door.

Entering the room, her gaze landed on the large bed in the distance, where a lumpy, bulging blanket made her expression shift slightly. She shot her daughter a vicious glare, strode over in a few steps, and stood before the blanket, barking, "Get out!"

The blanket didn't move, as if no one was underneath. But her mother knew it wasn't that thick—if nothing was there, it couldn't be puffed up like that.

"Get out. Hiding in the blanket, too scared to show your face—what kind of man are you?"

"Um... Mom."

Just as Momo started to speak, her mother snapped at her, "Shut up. You're something else, bringing a man home behind my back and keeping it from me."

With that, she turned back to the blanket and issued her ultimatum: "If you don't come out, I'm pulling it off. Five, four, three, two, one..."

Whoosh~

She yanked hard, tearing open one side of the bundled blanket, and a head of light yellow hair came into view.

"Huh?"

A dazed, adorable head lifted up, rubbing sleepy eyes. "Who are you?"

Momo Yaoyorozu's mother froze.

Especially when she saw the bare, rounded shoulder and the snow-white, unclothed body beneath—her expression was one of sheer disbelief.

"Momo... Momo, you..."

She'd thought her daughter was just hiding a boy. But now, she'd actually stashed a girl at home, completely naked, without a stitch of clothing... No, wait—a tiny foot poking out from under the blanket had thin white stockings on, with a hint of skin showing through, very cute.

And scattered by the bed were clearly a suspicious student sailor uniform skirt.

"This is even worse—you're playing with uniforms now?"

"Mom, you..."

"No need to explain." Momo's mother was deeply hurt. "I thought you just liked boys, but here you are, so blatant—bringing a girl to your room, stripping her clothes off. You, you..."

"No, it's not like that..."

Disaster.

Momo was panicking like crazy.

Mashiro Shiina let out a lazy yawn and murmured softly, "Is it morning already?"

"No." Momo's mother was in a foul mood. Even though the girl in front of her was really cute, if Momo had turned into that kind of person, she'd be heartbroken and full of regret as a mother.

"Did Momo bring you here? She didn't make you do anything, did she?" she asked, trying to stay calm.

"Mm..." Mashiro Shiina replied lazily, "Doing that thing with Momo for the first time—it was fun."

"..."

Her mother's chest tightened, and she whirled around fiercely. "Dear daughter, what do you have to say for yourself now?"

"Mom, it's not like that, I..."

"Shut your mouth. I won't believe a word you say—the evidence is right here!"

She grabbed Momo by the shoulder and dragged her toward the door. "We're going to have a good talk today. A pure, innocent girl like that, and you brought her home and did this? It's too much. You even took her clothes off... You might as well have brought a boy home."

By the time they walked out the door, Mashiro Shiina yawned again, hugged the blanket, and curled up, muttering to herself, "Drawing with Momo for the first time—it was fun."

Back home, Su Lin felt like smashing his head against a wall.

"Aaaah, why did I say something like that?"

Shiina's clone was poison.

Even with all his restraint, it was still a mess. Though Momo's mother had been jumping to conclusions the whole time, it seemed Shiina's own words had added a bit of misleading fuel to the fire.

After who knows how long, a dejected Momo returned to the room where Shiina was.

"Su Lin, how much longer are you going to sleep?"

Shiina, waking up groggily, said apologetically, "Sorry, my brain short-circuits whenever I use this body. How are you holding up?"

"Not good... No matter how I explained, my mom's already decided I'm a hentai—the kind who forcibly lures girls home to do that, you get it? And it's all your fault. Why did you take off your clothes?"

"Because I was hot... When you're hot, shouldn't you take off your clothes?"

"Huh? Forget it, I can't be bothered arguing with you. Just put your clothes on."

So, Mashiro-chan slowly got up, picked up the white shirt, and without buttoning it, just draped it over herself, leaving the area from between her chest down to her belly completely exposed.

"Pfft—ahhh, put it on properly! Are you going to walk out like that?"

Momo Yaoyorozu was about to lose it.

Shiina just asked, puzzled, "Is this no good?"

"You... Fine, I'll help you put it on."

The furious Vice President Momo, no longer bothering to respect the class president, walked over, shoved Mashiro Shiina onto the bed, picked up the fallen stocking, and helped pull it onto her.

Chapter 79: A Day of Shopping

Being dressed in stockings by a girl like this was a bit embarrassing.

But perhaps because of Mashiro, her face barely changed at all. She simply closed her eyes calmly, like a cute doll, letting the other girl slowly put on her skirt and stockings.

Outside the room, seeing her daughter kneeling on the floor to put stockings on a girl, the mother's heart twitched slightly.

Soon, Yaoyorozu finished putting on the stockings and short skirt, sighing, "Get up. I'll help you put on your clothes."

So Mashiro-chan could only stand up, spread her arms, and entrust her upper body to her as well.

"Um..." Seeing the other girl's embarrassed expression, Mashiro said quietly, "I just need to dismiss my clone. I don't need to walk home, and... these clothes can stay here as a gift for you."

Yaoyorozu clenched her fist.

"What do you take me for? Who wants your clothes?"

It felt like dealing with a slow-reacting giant baby. Anyway, today she'd seen another side of Su Lin.

"In any case, what happened tonight, I will absolutely never tell anyone. You can rest assured."

With her clothes fully on, Yaoyorozu's hand approached Mashiro's head but ultimately didn't strike—instead, she gently patted her on the top of the head: "My image in Mom's heart is completely ruined because of you."

"Sorry." Mashiro replied in a monotone.

"No need to apologize."

The two chatted for a while, then Su Lin remotely dismissed the clone and silently brewed herself a cup of tea.

At the same time, Yukino was training at Seaside Park.

Having barely lifted a refrigerator marked with its weight from a trash pile with one hand, she confirmed her strength had reached 300 kilograms.

Though 300 kilograms wasn't very heavy—some large cars could weigh hundreds of tons—the small contact area meant high pressure. Considering her petite body, one punch could directly pierce through steel plates of average thickness.

"Gotta keep working hard today, ha!"

Bang~~

With one kick, the wrecked car in front of her was sent flying half a meter.

A sharp protruding piece on top pierced deeply into Yukino's leg.

She immediately crouched down, pulled hard, and yanked the entire metal spike out.

"Annoying. Now I won't get hurt unless I kick something pointy."

Not being able to get hurt is so frustrating.

And so, a day passed quickly.

The next day, at Muye District Shopping Center.

Yaoyorozu saw Yukino standing in front of a shop with a single-shoulder bag slung over her. She coughed dryly and walked over awkwardly.

"Su Lin-chan, um..."

"What's up?" Yukino turned her head, looking equally awkward when she saw the other girl. "About yesterday..."

"No problem. I finally cleared things up with my mom, and she actually likes you quite a bit. Anyway, next time you come to my house... no need to sneak around like that."

"Is that so?" Yukino frowned slightly.

After a moment's thought, she said helplessly, "When I use that clone, my thought process gets especially weird. Anyway, I'll need you to look out for me."

"No problem, no problem!" Yaoyorozu waved her hands repeatedly.

The students of Class A soon gathered, and their long-awaited shopping trip began.

Thanks to the ten million Yaoyorozu had given her, Yukino spent much more freely. She bought many things she didn't have at home and had them delivered by special service.

Of course, considering certain possibilities, she also needed to buy herself some swimsuits.

"Feels like I might need quite a few."

One for the main body, one for Kong, one for Yukino, one for Mashiro...

Even if she didn't plan to summon clones, she should at least be prepared.

"X's five minutes don't seem necessary. Taking off clothes would already make it disappear. But..."

She suddenly felt full of fantasies about a character like X.

A strong and beautiful woman naturally exudes a fatal attraction. And X, with Artoria's appearance, everything about her... was truly mysterious to Su Lin.

If only she could...

"Stop, stop, stop." Yukino shook her head violently, cutting off her wild thoughts.

She walked into a shop and bought a few relatively conservative swimsuits, then entered the sports equipment store across the street.

"Su Lin-chan?" A surprised voice came from inside.

Seeing Izuku Midoriya inside choosing weighted wristbands, Yukino frowned, ignored him, and walked straight to the counter to buy some for her main body as well.

After all, the system had said that any growth from the main body's training would all be absorbed by this Yukino clone.

"Boss, give me 15 kilos of weights."

Given his original body's physique, anything too heavy would be absolutely unbearable—he figured even 15 kilos might be too much.

Watching Yukino quickly buy her stuff and walk out without even acknowledging him, Izuku's expression turned a bit gloomy.

"Young man, do you like her?" the shop owner asked with a grin. "If you do, go for it. With your build and looks, what girl couldn't you win over?"

"No, it's not that... I don't like her..." Izuku shook his head frantically.

"Don't be shy. I was just like you back in the day—had a crush on a girl but couldn't muster the courage. And look at me now." He pointed at his own face. "Sixty years old and still damn single."

"..."

After an awkward silence, Izuku said helplessly, "Boss, you're overthinking it. That's a guy."

"Holy crap, a guy!" The boss slapped his thigh. "So that's your type? You've got my style from back in the day."

"..."

Yukino walked to a quiet spot, pulled out her phone, and checked the time—it was already 10 o'clock.

"Shopping sure goes fast."

She looked up and saw Izuku Midoriya, who hadn't bought anything, walk out of the store and run into Uraraka.

As they talked, Uraraka's face flushed bright red, and she ran off in embarrassment.

Yukino didn't think much of it. She shifted her gaze and noticed a tall, thin man in a black hoodie and pants moving slowly through the crowd, heading straight for Izuku.

"Tomura Shigaraki."

Yukino's nerves instantly tightened.

Considering the crowded surroundings, she didn't rush over but carefully slipped away from the scene.

"Anyway, Izuku's the protagonist—there's no way something serious happens to him, right?"

Yukino went off to wander somewhere else on her own.