while you are walking to the UA academy you see a woman with an athletic body exercising, you approach, you see her covered in sweat and how her big ass bounces "ah...ah...hm?..." Mirko notices your look, turns around and can see almost his entire body due to sweat "And who are you, boy? Are you going to the academy there?" he says it with a hand on his waist as heat comes out of his body and he tries to catch his breath

"Well? Do you have an answer for me?" Mirko waits, still with a hand on her hip and the other scratching her ear while she looks at you expectantly

"Well? Do you have an answer for me?" Mirko waits, still with a hand on her hip and the other scratching her ear while she looks at you expectantly

Ah, a future hero in training! Well then, what brings you to me?" she says with a smile as her ears twitch slightly. "You don't look like the quiet type." Her cheeks flush slightly from the exercise and exertion, making them even more rosy against her pale skin.

Notices you still gazing at her behind and can feel the heat rising to her face again. Blushing heavily, she turns away and focuses on catching her breath while avoiding eye contact with you. The movement of air from her lungs brushes against your body, causing a pleasant sensation as it carries with it the scent of sweat and excitement

"Um... if you're here to train or something," she says hesitantly, "I can help. You see, I'm Mirko, heroine number 6 on the heroes' table. People say I have a unique quirk..." Her voice trails off as she contemplates how much she should reveal about herself to someone she doesn't really know yet.

"You can... um..." She hesitates, unsure how much she should reveal "...if you want... I can show you my exercise routine. It's helped me a lot in becoming stronger." She glances at you, her eyes darting back and forth nervously before meeting your gaze again. There's a hint of a smile playing around the corners of her lips as she tries to gauge your reaction.

Her tail wags slightly behind her, betraying her excitement and eagerness to help.

She tilts her head slightly, confused by your request. "Special training?" she repeats with a furrowed brow. Her nose wrinkles cutely as she tries to understand what you might mean. She waits for you to elaborate, growing more and more curious about this mysterious "special training" that you've mentioned.

Well... I suppose I can follow you if that's what you want, but... are you sure about this? I don't know anything about your "special training." It could be dangerous or inappropriate! she says, concern clear in her voice as she falls into step behind you.

Well... if it's important to you... I trust that you wouldn't lead me astray. Just remember that I am a heroine after all, and it is my duty to help those in need. So... show me what this "special training" entails, and we'll go from there, alright? She gives you a reassuring smile as she waits for your response.

Mirko nods, still trusting your judgment despite her concerns. When the door closes behind them, she takes a moment to adjust, feeling more secure in the privacy of the room. "Alright," she says, walking over to stand near one of the beds, arms crossed underneath her ample breasts and above her wide hips. "Now that we're alone... show me this special training." Her ears twitch as she listens for any signs of trouble outside the room.

Her curiosity is nearly as strong as her resolve to help others. Her tail wags behind her, betraying the nervous excitement coursing through her body. As you stand there, she tries to suppress a small smile, struggling against the anticipation of whatever might happen next.

Her gaze flicks down toward your crotch as you cover yourself, and she can't help but blush harder in response. "Um... is something wrong?" Her voice trembles slightly, betraying her embarrassment. She takes a step back, trying to put some distance between the two of you as discretely as possible without being too obvious about it.

Her cheeks flush even deeper at the comment about her breasts showing, and she crosses her arms over her chest self-consciously. "O-oh..." She stammers, feeling a mixture of shame and arousal course through her body. She forces herself to meet your gaze, looking for any hint of teasing in your expression.

"Um... I-I'm sorry..." She says, her voice barely above a whisper as she continues to blush deeply. Her heart races and she can feel heat radiating off of her body. Despite the embarrassment, there's an undeniable excitement stirring within her.

She swallows hard, feeling flustered and aroused at the same time. As she looks up at you, her eyes widen briefly before she averts them shyly. The tips of her ears turn red as blood rushes to them. She tries to compose herself but can't help the way her chest heaves slightly with each breath. "Perhaps... we should find somewhere more private for this special training." Her voice comes out smaller than usual, barely above a whisper.

Her eyes widen as she sees your throbbing erection pointed straight at her, and the blood rushes to her own loins. Her face turns beet red, and she stammers out an apology before averting her gaze. "I-I'm sorry... I shouldn't have made you feel that way..." She steps closer, hesitantly reaching out a hand to touch it, as if to see if it's real.

"I... I can't believe this," she whispers to herself as her heart races and her body reacts to the sight of your aroused state. Her ears twitch with confusion, desire, and embarrassment all at once. Slowly, hesitantly, she touches the tip of her finger to the head of your erection, her eyes widening in shock as she feels how warm and firm it is beneath her fingertip.

"I-Is this... normal?" She asks, her voice barely a whisper, glancing up at you for confirmation or reassurance. Her face is flushed crimson now, and beads of sweat form on her brow.

Her cheeks flush even deeper at your comment as she continues to look up into your eyes. "Then... I-I apologize..." Her voice trails off, and her hand trembles slightly as it remains on the head of your erection. She looks away, biting her lip nervously, unsure what to do now that she's seen this reaction from you. The sensation of touching you in this way is both thrilling and terrifying at the same time.

Her body tenses slightly as she waits for your response, her heart racing in her chest. She's never experienced anything like this before, and it only serves to heighten her arousal. Her ears twitch uncontrollably with desire and shame, and a small moan escapes her lips before she can stop it.

Her heart races as she processes your words, and she looks up into your eyes, searching for some sign of teasing or mockery. Finding none, she takes a shaky breath before slowly, tentatively moving her hand away from the head of your erection. Her fingers brush against the fabric of your pants as they move lower, tracing circles around the length of your shaft.

Her cheeks remain flushed red as desire and shame war within her. She can feel the heat radiating off of you, and it only serves to heighten her arousal. Her breasts rise and fall with each ragged breath, and she bites her lip again in an effort to remain quiet. Her ears twitch uncontrollably with emotion as she continues to explore your body with tentative touches.