Shie Hassaikai.
Seiki.
"I want to fuck my mom."
Shin Nemoto. Quirk, Confession.
One of the most subtle mind control Quirks in the world, forcing the "answer" to the forefront of the target's mind, and then forcing them to speak it.
It's impossible to resist, let alone sense the effect, until the words have left your mouth.
And the target will always answer truthfully, even if the target themselves is unaware of what that truth might actually be.
"S-Sei-chan?"
Seiki, completely caught off guard, sputtered. Confused. "Uh, m-mom, I didn't— I don't— I mean, that, we don't keep secrets from each other..."
"So..." his mom trailed off, staring at the Yakuza across the room. Nemoto stiffened. "Does that mean, that you forced my son to lie? Forced him to say something so crass?"
And despite not having any killing intent herself, his mom's glare was seriously intimidating. Not to mention that she's ordered people to die before, albeit only when she "didn't exist."
"N-No! I, I just force confessions! Even if the t-target is... is unaware of the truth?"
"Shut the fuck up Nemoto!"
"I..." Seiki trailed off, stopping himself. Truly taking a second to think about it.
For so many years, it was just him and her. And while most of his recruits were brought on to protect them both... before All For One, Seiki never truly thought he'd ever be in danger. No, he simply wanted to protect his mom. Who at the time, was the only person he had. And even though they didn't have the most normal mother-son relationship, thanks to the HPSC... he wouldn't change it for anything.
Or at least... he thought that he wouldn't change it for anything.
Incest was a taboo for a reason. It was one of those things everyone had a stigma against, even Seiki... or rather, with the way society was so vehemently against it, he never even considered it an option.
Not... not until right this very moment.
And it's only been a few months since he discovered the joys of sex... and not only did it feel really, really good— like, really good— but it made him happy. It made the girls that he was constantly having sex with happy. Sex made him feel closer to the girls in question in ways that he didn't before... but did he want that from his mother?
...It only took him a few seconds to realize that yes, yes he did.
And Seiki's already promised to never keep secrets from her. That's why she not only knows the truth of his Quirk, but she knows of his worries about the future, of what he's been through. No matter what question she decided to ask him, he'd always give an honest answer. Because Save & Load would let him hide things from her as much as he wanted, even with her ability to peer into his past.
And he didn't want them to be any more estranged than his Quirk already made them.
"I, I think I want to fuck my mom," Seiki quietly admitted, before slowly turning to face his mother... sitting just a foot away from him. More worried than he's ever been. Because while he knows his mom would never agree to such a request... he's afraid that not only will she turn him down, she'll be repulsed by it.
And as he looks up to see just what his mom thinks of such a revelation—
She's already lunged right at him, pressing her lips against his.
"MmmmmMMMMPH!" Seiki let out a muffled moan as he's pushed back into the couch, his mom's breasts pressing against his chest as she straddles him. Her arms wrapped around him so tightly that he felt short of breath... or maybe that was the way she was forcing her tongue down his mouth. Unable to talk with the way his mom... was kissing him. Her tongue frantically running along his canines like she couldn't get enough of him.
Fuck, he was smiling like an idiot right now, wasn't he?
"What the fuck is happening right now..."
"Are... should we say something?"
And while this might not be the place for this, he couldn't bring himself to care.
It was only when both him and mom... no, him and Narumi were running out of breath did they finally pull apart, a trail of spit connecting their panting lips.
"Hmm... I guess this timeline is coming to a close?" Nezu said flatly.
"Ah... yeah, probably," Seiki admitted, turning to his mom. Who was staring at him with such an intense gaze that... that it was actually a little scary. "Um... what do you want to do next, mom?"
He'll just let her decide.
"Take me to a love hotel. We will spend the next twelve hours there, having raunchy, steamy, back breaking sex," she growled. "Then you will go back to this morning, before contacting Nezu, and spend the next five days pumping me full of your little swimmers."
Seiki chuckled. Her face was so intense it almost looked angry... but to him, it was the cutest thing he's ever seen. Fuck, he really loved his mom, didn't he? "Uh... I know we said we'd never keep secrets from each other, so... just how long have you been keeping this one from me?" He asked knowingly. "Because you seem... a lot more sure about this than I am..."
That one got his mom to blush, and look away.
"..."
"Huh?" He didn't quite catch that.
"Since you were six..."
"Wha... huh?" Seiki blanked, before letting out a strangled snort. "Since I was— oh. Okay. Wow. Well, I guess I should admire your self-control, huh..."
Then his mom let out a squeak as he got off the couch, lifting her in a princess carry. And despite just how well-endowed she was, he easily carried her in his arms, ready to carry her out of the room—
"Before you go!" Nezu hollered after him. "Cypher 814, Cherry Blossoms. Repeat that back to me so we can stop with all of the re-enacted conversations. I don't like them any more than you do."
"Uh, sure thing," Seiki muttered, and then he and Narumi were gone.
*
That just left Rinka, Azula, D'Vorah, and Nezu on one side of the room.
Overhaul, Nemoto, Chronostasis, and Kendo Rappa on the other.
"...Well, I guess I'm just gonna go reek havoc downtown," Rinka muttered as she stood up, breaking the silence. "And while we're pretty far from Tokyo, I think you can get there in the next twelve hours."
"Oh, fuck yeah," Azula grinned. "Fucker's been asking for it with that new look of his. Wearing a fucking flame mustache of all things... I'm gonna boil those eyes out of his fucking skull."
"I guess I'll be taking a spa day..." D'Vorah hummed. "What about you, Konan?"
And then Overhaul tensed as slips of paper left his visitor's backs. Coming together to form the top half of a person that he didn't even realize was in the room.
"I'll be... watching..." she whispered, blushing, before vanishing the way she came.
D'Vorah just chuckled. "Right..."
And then they left, leaving behind Nezu and Overhaul's crew.
"What, what's happening? What just happened?" Overhaul asked, completely lost by this point.
"We're currently living in false time, Kai," Nezu helpfully answered for him. "Seiki Yamazaki's Quirk lets him rewind time endlessly, and after he finishes... entertaining his mother, he will go back in time to this morning. Which means that nothing we do from here on out matters! Isn't that just absolutely fascinating?!"
"Huh," one of his newest recruits, Rappa, eventually muttered. "Alright, I'm heading out."
"Wait, where are you going?" Overhaul demanded.
"Eh, probably just gonna go outside, and... pick up a car? Yeah, a car. And then I'll chuck it at a nearby building."
"Why would you ever do that."
"Because it'll attract the heroes. Then I'll get to fight'em," Rappa stated, like it was obvious. "Wolfgirl's got the right idea..."
"But we don't know how his Quirk works!" Overhaul hollered. "For all we know, the second he activates his Quirk, the Seiki Yamazaki of this timeline drops to the ground, braindead. His sense of self uploaded to a version of him in a separate timeline!"
"Yeah... but he told the truth about his Quirk. Nemoto confirmed it," Rappa said. "so his Quirk is the real deal. And he won't let some randos know he's gonna fuck his mom, so..."
"So?"
"So that's a risk I'm willing to take!" Rappa exclaimed, running out of the meeting room.
"I swear to god if you don't turn around right now—!"
Rappa, now running down the hall, replied, "Neither of us will remember this...!"
"Fucking! Hnnnng," Overhaul growled, gritting his teeth angrily. Chronostasis and Nemoto still standing awkwardly off to the side, watching this all unfold.
And in Nemoto's case, very very relieved that his fuck up will vanish from time... probably.
'Please, please, please just be a single timeline...' he pleaded. 'It's only my third day here, I'm wasn't ready for any of this! And I'm definitely not ready to be splattered against a wall...!'
Especially after what Nezu revealed about the potential truth of Overhaul's Quirk.
Then a thought occurred to him.
And well, if he's already fucked up this bad... and they probably weren't going to remember any of this anyways...
"Does your Quirk leave behind clones?"
"I am the original, because my Quirk takes into account the flow of consciousness. But when it comes to others, I can't be bothered to put in that extra effort. That's why I am able to function immediately on reassembly, but everyone else is left dazed."
Silence.
"What... what the fuck, man," Chronostasis muttered, backing up slightly. "Fucking, you, you've cured my concussions before..." he mumbled. "And I won't even remember this. Fuck," he muttered, walking out of the room. "Fuck..."
Overhaul just tilted his head, turning to stare right at Nemoto.
Nemoto whimpered and ran out of the room.
"What an interesting turn of events!" Nezu cackled, throwing his head back, now sitting alone with Overhaul.
"How can you be so nonchalant about this? Even with intelligence beyond comprehension, you can't possibly cope. His Quirk spits in the face of natural order," Overhaul lamented. Sounding tired and defeated... because in a lot of ways, he was. He was going to cease existing in twelve hours, and there was nothing that he could do to stop it.
"With just a single thought... we don't matter anymore."
"Oh, Chisaki... did you not here what I said right before Seiki left? Because the only thing that will continue to matter after this are the thoughts and actions of that boy... thoughts and actions that now hold a key, a cypher to my current self. Telling my other self, in just four words, everything that I've experienced in this timeline... and all of the timelines before that, information I've managed to gleam from a little under an hour of interacting with him. But you? You can't do that, can you? Because even if you were to chase him down right now..."
"He'd be very annoyed," Kai grimaced... before grimacing further. "And he's already pissed at me. Because I wrote him off as some random fucking rich brat. Fucking... how was I supposed to know about Japan's bullshit hidden Titan?! Fuck!"
"I wouldn't be too worried. There's a reason that, despite pissing him off repeatedly, you haven't managed to gain even a hint of his ire."
"...And uh, what's that?"
"Well, it doesn't matter if I tell you, since we don't matter anymore. Your words, not mine."
"I will splatter you across that fucking couch, rat."
To which Nezu just cackled. "Your Quirk. Everyone needs a healer, don't they?"
Overhaul blinked... and then he let out a sad, strangled laugh.
"He's no better than All For One, is he...?"
To which Nezu replied, "Well, from what I've gathered, you're not a very good person either..."
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