IF: One For All-Fiction

Upon arriving home at his meager one bedroom apartment, Kumagawa was greeted by an overly sweet voice.

"Kumagawa-sama~." came the voice of his new tenant.

It took all of half a day for Himiko to track down where Kumagawa lived, and had promptly taken up residence with him.

[Yes Himiko-chan?]

His response was a knife to the eye. "It's sooo good to see you again~. Get it? See? 'Cause I stabbed your eye!" she cheered as she pulled the knife out of his eye socket, the ocular receptor still attached to its point.

[Indeed! A rather ingenious play-on-words!] Kumagawa replied as he placed his school bag against the closet. [So, mind telling me what that outfit is about? Not that I'm complaining.] he asked as he looked over Himiko with his one good eye.

She was currently dressed in what appeared to only be an apron with writing on it that read 'Stab the Cook'. Not something that she would have been able to find in stores, rather she made it herself.

Leaning forward slightly to emphasize her bust, the pale-blonde giggled. "A little treat for letting me stay with you. Do you like?"

Giving a thumbs up, Kumagawa smiled brightly. [Absolutely!]

"Then," Himiko said shyly as she started to raise the hem of the apron. "Care to see what's underneath~?"

[Oh no, I wouldn't want to force you to do such a thing.] he responded in a gentlemanly tone. [But if you were planning on doing so regardless, then I suppose it would be rude of me to look away.]

"Hee, hee~! Here you go~!" Himiko cheered as she spun on her heel.

As it was, she wasn't actually n.a.k.e.d under the apron. Instead, she wore an expertly concealed school swimsuit of the generic variety.

Kumagawa slammed his fist into his palm as if finally realizing something. [A school swimsuit under n.a.k.e.d apron?! Ingenious! It gives the e.r.o.t.i.c imagery of the n.a.k.e.d apron while still maintaining public decency with the swimsuit! From the front it teases you with the naughty implications, yet still manages to be safe for use in public! Himiko-chan, You're a genius!] he cried as he snatched the girl up in a hug.

"Hee, Hee~! Thanks for the praise Kumagawa-sama. It's the least I can do in exchange for your kindness." she replied as she stabbed her knife into Kumagawa's neck and then dragged it across his throat, slicing it open and spraying blood over her face. "You're much too kind to me~."

[Nonsense!] Kumagawa said as he held Himiko in front of him, his wounds already undone. [Like I said, we Minus stick together. And I haven't met a Minus of your caliber in quite awhile. Why, I'd almost say that we were destined to meet!] he finished dramatically.

Himiko had a dreamy look in her eyes. "Kumagawa-sama~. You know just what to say to get my blood all moist~."

[A bit of a strange turn-of-phrase, seeing as how blood is already wet, but whatever makes you happy.] he said with a nod. [So, what's for dinner?]

"I made some nice sashimi. Care to try it?" Himiko asked as she headed for the kitchen.

As it turns out, Himiko's skill with a knife translated well when it came to cooking. When she had offered to cook Kumagawa some dinner the night before, he had enjoyed it so much that she insisted upon cooking all their meals.

[Ahh, you'd make a great stay-at-home-wife.] Kumagawa opined.

"Awe, you praise me too much~." she replied with a brighter blush than usual. "Such skills are required in order to please you Kumagawa-sama~."

[This must be what it feels like to have a goudere.]

"So, I heard the U.A. Sports Festival is coming up. I take it you plan to win?" she asked as she placed the food on the table.

[I fear that winning is out of the question for me.] Kumagawa responded with a shake of the head. [Though that doesn't mean I won't try. All I really want is a moment to be center stage. And when that happens, the dominoes will finally start to fall.]

"Oh, you have a plan for something?"

The smile that split Kumagawa's lips threatened to tear his cheeks apart. [Brace yourself for the coming weeks Himiko-chan. For better or worse, my name will go down in history. And if only for a moment, I shall be a King.]