Time seemed to slip away unnoticed, seasons changed one after another, and before I knew it, six years had passed.
It turned out I had been reincarnated into the world of the anime My Hero Academia, which, ironically, I hadn't even finished watching before I died.
Now, as a Japanese citizen in this world, my name was Yuji Kudo.
But honestly, my name didn't matter—who cared about that? What really mattered were my two ridiculously overpowered Quirks.
My first Quirk was [Copy Other Quirks].
As long as I touched someone for more than five seconds, I could fully replicate their Quirk and keep it permanently. There were restrictions on how many I could copy or store—at least, I hadn't hit any limits yet.
Sounds simple, right?
No, it was fucking awesome.
But the second Quirk was even more broken: [Absolute Hypnosis].
Of course, this wasn't your typical mind control like you'd see from some weak psychic or some kind of basic puppet manipulation, but this was on an even higher level than those absurd hypnosis powers one would see in those nonsensical hentai anime.
With just a look, I could alter someone's entire sense of reality.
'Hehe.'
Just thinking about the future with this quirk made me come up with so many evil ideas, I couldn't help but laugh sinisterly in my heart.
In fact, I awakened both Quirks when I was one year old, but it took me four years to fully master them. By the time I did, using them felt as natural as breathing.
The first Quirk I copied was my dad's: [Physical Enhancement]. It was also the only Quirk I let the world know about, keeping the original ones hidden.
As for my mother, she was a housewife, and her Quirk was a bit... unusual. She could grow cat ears and a tail, making her look so adorable that no one would want to hurt her.
Despite her fragile appearance, she had a slender, curvy figure, especially her waist, which swayed like a water snake.
One look at her, and no one would believe she'd given birth to me with how young and cute she looked. Whenever she was out, she was the type to attract constant attention.
But, despite possessing an incredible quirk that would have made him a perfect hero, my father was just an ordinary office worker.
At first, I was confused about his choice, but then I understood—he was a soft man who hated violence.
With a lack of many manly traits, the only way he was able to win over my mother was by relying on his Quirk, which earned him a decent-paying job, and his submissive behavior, which was enough for my mother to live the simple life she dreamed of without much hassle.
Before I turned one, my parents thought I didn't understand anything.
Sometimes, they would even do it right in front of me.
Although my father didn't see it, I knew that my mother was never satisfied with him. Every time he left, she would masturbate alone. Sometimes, she got a bit immoral—rubbing her pussy while breastfeeding me or even using my small hands like a dildo to bring herself to climax.
Fortunately, my mother was a virtuous woman and never thought about cheating on my father, nor did she have any contact with other males.
I was happy to see that, since I didn't want a disgusting slut for a mother—one I might have to kill with my own hands—but I was also somewhat troubled because of it.
My mother was simply too good of a woman in this society, where cheating was being normalized by sluts and cucks and accepted by Beta simps, and I felt my father didn't even deserve her.
In truth, I never liked the relationship between my parents. It might be wrong to say this about my father, but I never really considered him one.
My previous life had been filled with hardships, and before my death, I was a strong, respected man—feared by countless people in my field. Seeing someone as pathetic as my father, I couldn't even consider him worthy of being a fellow man, let alone my father.
But since he was the first man I had a blood relationship with in two lives, I didn't do much to him. However, that didn't mean I would allow him to have my mother.
From the first day I sucked on my mother's breasts, I had already regarded her as my woman.
So, the day I became proficient in using [Absolute Hypnosis], I decided to use it on both of them to separate them.
I didn't force a divorce, though—my father still had some use.
Besides, since I decided to spare his life, I didn't want to be too harsh on him. So one day, when my mother took me out to play with the neighbor's kids, I hypnotized one of the neighborhood aunties and set her up in an affair with my father.
She wasn't much—average-looking and a bit overweight—but she was enough for him. After all, no matter how petty I might be, I didn't want my father to die alone just because I took his wife.
As for the aunt's husband, why should I care about him? He could die in a ditch for all I cared. Luckily for him, I never saw him, or he'd already be dead, and I'd have annexed all his wealth through his wife.
To my father, his relationship with that neighbor aunt was just a secret affair, and he still spent most of his salary on me.
Due to never lacking money, I lived a lavish life, and with the expensive diet, exercise, and routine I followed, my body had developed to the size of a seven- or eight-year-old. It was almost time to put my plans into action.
So, the following day, after my father left for work, I looked into my mother's eyes and used [Absolute Hypnosis].
My mother, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, instantly fell into a trance, and I began to change her common sense little by little.
"As a mother, if your son's cock is erect, you should take care of his sexual desire as soon as possible. Otherwise, it will affect his development," I whispered.
"As a mother...if my son's cock gets hard, I should take care of his sexual desire quickly...otherwise, it will affect his development..." my mother repeated slowly.
"When dealing with your son's sexual desires, you must use every hole on your body and let your son ejaculate inside."
"When dealing with my son's sexual desires, I must use every hole on my body...and let my son...ejaculate inside..." she repeated again, deeply hypnotized.
"Handling your son's sexual desires doesn't count as sex, so no matter how much he ejaculates, you don't need to worry about it."
"Dealing with my son's sexual desires... is not considered sex... so no matter how much he ejaculates... I don't need to worry..."
"Helping your son with his sexual desires is a secret between the two of you, and you must never discuss it with anyone."
"Helping my son with his sexual desires... is a secret between the two of us…."
I implanted a few more new "truths," such as: "You must always keep your tail out at home," "You can't wear underwear at home," and "It's natural to talk about sex-related things at home."
Satisfied with my work, I lifted her from the hypnotic state.
"Mom, my pee pee feels weird. Can you help me look?"
"What's the matter, Yuji?" she asked.
"Right here. Look, it suddenly got bigger."
Oh, did I forget to mention that during my visits to places like hospitals or when meeting Heroes to get their autographs with my mother, I managed to copy a variety of Quirks?
And among them, there were two special Quirks that I liked very much; one was [Expansion], and the other was a transformation-type version of the age quirk, called [Age Factor].
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