THE DEMONIC BEAST TURNS INTO A CUTE GIRL GOSPEL ONE: DEMONIC DESCENT

SIDE CHAPTER #4 MIDNIGHT AND MIRKO FIRST DATE

THE DEMONIC BEAST TURNS INTO A CUTE GIRL

SIDE CHAPTER #4

MIDNIGHT AND MIRKO FIRST DATE... DESPITE ALREADY BEING MARRIED

AN: I HOPE YOU GUYS ARE NOT TOO UPSET BY MY SURPRISE, BUT I WANTED TO CATCH YOU OFF GUARD BEFORE THE GRAND FINALE. ALSO THIS TAKES PLACE BEFORE THE BEGINNING OF THE SCHOOL YEAR WHEN MAPLE STARTED ATTENDING BUT AFTER IZUKU MADE MAPLE HER ARMOUR FOR ANYONE WHO IS CONFUSED AS TO WHEN THIS OCCURS.

TOKYO MIRKO AND MIDNIGHT APARTMENT

(THIRD PERSON POV)

Today despite already getting married had gone on their first date at the insistence of Ms. Joke or rather Emi Aizawa who volunteered her and her husband to watch their kids. Normally a parent would be able to trust someone as responsible as Izuku to watch his sisters. But in this case it was less a matter of being responsible enough and actually being capable of keeping them under control if they get too excited, Maple especially. So naturally they could only ask pro heroes to babysit them if need be, and even then due to Maple circumstances their choices were limited. So today Aizawa got to spend his day off with instead of a quiet day with his wife and their cats, with two hyperactive teenage girls as well as their shy younger brother. Midnight had picked out her clothes the night before and then slept at a hotel for the night so as to surprise Mirko for their date at noon today. As for Mirko... to call their room a mess was an understatement.

Accessories were scattered all over the dresser top, and clothes were thrown on top of her bed in random piles. "AAAHHH!" Mirko screamed as she ruffled her hair in frustration while standing there in her white underwear surrounded by this mess.

"You ok Mom?" Asked Himiko as she leaned in the door frame peeking her head through the gap to see her screaming in her underwear with her room looking like the victim of a tornado.

"ARE YOU SCREAMING CAUSE WE RAN OUT OF FOOD!" Maple asked looking horrified at the idea, which made both of them laugh at her serious fear of an empty pantry. "Why are you both suddenly laughing?" Maple asked tilting her head in confusion at the sudden change in attitude.

After a bit of laughing, Emi Aizawa and Shota Aizawa arrived with only a little under two hours left till the date was supposed to start. Finding out why Mirko was freaking out in her underwear Emi grinned ear to ear as she began helping her. Normally she would have suggested jeans, a tad top, and a jacket for someone aggressive like her. But when it came to Nemuri, she was actually quite docile, so she figured to dress her appropriately for knowing what Nemuri had chosen. Also she would be lying if she said she also was not using this as an excuse to dress her up in more traditionally feminine clothing that she usually does not like wearing. But it was not like she had to tell her that, then there came a problem however. "We found the perfect dress, but is not long enough to wear in public." Emi lamented as she found a two dresses of the same colour and fabric but neither did more that barely reach the top of her thighs. According to Rumi they where gifts from hero agencies that they mailed to her when she was younger asking her to be a poster girl for their agency. Despite the fact that it disgusted and bothered her, she never went through the trouble of throwing them out. "Now if only we had a talented seamstress or someone skilled with their hands..." she asked aloud to herself tapping her chin, that was when Izuku walked in with tea.

"Why are you all staring at me like that?" Izuku asked nervous as to what task they were about to assign him if their stares and grins were anything to go by. After an hour or so Izuku had completed the task of making the two dresses into one. He still felt incredibly awkward taking the measurements of his mom, but he made sure to do it quickly but accurately. "Just so you know, making dresses is outside of my area of expertise." He told them letting out a sigh as he was let back in after leaving the room earlier. Granted no one told him to leave, but he did not need to wait and see how long till one of them asked for his opinion on what underwear one of his parents should wear for their date.