XX-level Hokage

"Let go of me!" She reached out to grab the arm that Mashiro was using to hold her waist, trying to pull it away. But she found that Mashiro's strength was astonishing; despite her efforts, Mashiro's arm didn't budge.

Shirley took a few deep breaths, trying to calm her wildly beating heart, and her voice softened: "Don't do anything stupid again, let me go."

Mashiro didn't speak, only staring silently at her with his unusual, milky-white eyes that were captivating. Shirley didn't dare meet his gaze, and she suddenly turned cold: "Do you know what you're doing? Let me go!" Mashiro remained unmoved.

Shirley was really panicked. She didn't know what to do. She was filled with fear and panic.

Shirley's body pressed tightly against Mashiro's; this was the first time she had ever been so close to anyone else.

Masashi's eyes began to turn into green tomoe Sharingan. Then, Shirley started to feel dizzy.

She felt her mind was starting to overwhelm her; the genuine scent at such close range made her dizzy and infatuated, and the other person seemed to be getting closer and closer.

"No!" Xia Li suddenly snapped out of her daze, gripping tightly the hand that was stroking the inside of her tail. Mashiro gently lowered her head.

Their lips began to meet... They gazed at each other, feet apart. Shirley pulled away, letting out a long sigh...

Chapter 111: Bewitching

Mashiro, whose hand had been grabbed, broke free. At the same time, she lifted Shirley's fishtail, and with one hand, she reached under Shirley's thigh and wrapped it around her waist, pulling her entire...

He was pressed against the desk, a position that made Xia Li feel extremely ashamed.

When Zhen tried to kiss her again, she turned her head away. After a long pause, Xia Li finally said, "We...we can't do this!"

Mashiro ignored her and continued to forcefully silence her with a kiss. "Mmm..."

Shirley pounded violently on Mashiro's chest. She didn't know why she couldn't muster any strength. As a fish-man, although she hadn't received much training, she was already very strong.

She then felt Mashiro's other hand reach to her waist, trying to untie her belt.

She was wearing a long jumpsuit with a hem that reached below her waist. If the sash were untied, the entire open-fronted top would be carelessly spread open... Sherry, startled, quickly tried to stop Makoto's actions. She shook her head violently to prevent Makoto from continuing the deep kiss, while Makoto took the opportunity to kiss her neck.

"Stop for a second..." Shirley pleaded, almost begging Mashiro for space to speak. Mashiro finally stopped and looked at her.

Shirley's chest heaved violently. She dared not look into Mashiro's eyes, and pursed her lips, saying, "Put my tail down first." This position was far too shameful; she was now sitting on the edge of the table, her entire body pressed against Mashiro's legs.

...It can be clearly felt... Upon hearing this, Shiro leaned her head in even closer.

"Haha, interesting," Mashiro chuckled.

She had initially thought Xia Li would be a mature, sophisticated woman, but she hadn't expected her to have such girlish traits. "I, Xia Li, was struggling to find the right words; she was barely able to speak coherently."

"Do you even realize that I'm over 40? By human standards, I'm practically an old lady. Besides, we're both women. And finally, I don't like you," Shirley said.

"So, your body doesn't seem to be resisting." Zhen Qibai interrupted her. "I, Xia Li, was caught off guard by his interruption and didn't know how to reply."

Did she feel resistance? Her last remaining consciousness told her that what she was doing was wrong, but deep down she was also stimulated by Mashiro's actions, which made her tremble all over.

Because she was an orphan from a young age, she habitually keeps her true thoughts to herself. Furthermore, due to her special abilities, all fish-men and fish-people of her age respect and care for her, which has prevented her from ever having been in a romantic relationship.

However, Shirley wasn't in a hurry; fishmen generally live to be around 200 lores.

So, besides the sudden fear and panic that Mashiro had just done to her, Shirley found herself also experiencing a faint sense of excitement and joy. What was she thinking? Had she really been lonely for too long?

“If you really don’t want to, you can refuse me in a very harsh way,” Mashiro continued.

As she spoke, her hand gently touched Xia Li's lower abdomen, causing Xia Li's whole body to tremble.

"All your acts of refusal so far have been nothing more than trying to maintain your last shred of self-respect." Mashiro reached out and touched Shirley's lips, gently rubbing her lower lip.

"Admit it, Shirley, you actually crave this feeling too."

“No!” Shirley’s breathing quickened, and she hurriedly denied it.

“No!” she said, trying again to break free from Mashiro’s embrace, but as Mashiro had said, it was all in vain. “Relax, I just want to taste shark.”

Shirley was filled with fear and anxiety. Why had she lost her strength? Was she really enjoying this man's violation? No! Absolutely not.

"Let me go, I'm angry," Xia Li said breathlessly in a low voice. She tried to put on a cold face, but found that she couldn't control her expression.

“I don’t believe it,” Mashiro said.

“You’ll have to punch me right now, punch me hard in the face, to prove yourself.” Shirley bit her lower lip, her chest heaving as she clenched her right fist and pounded it toward Mashiro’s chest. But in mid-air, Mashiro grabbed her wrist and pulled her arm back. Shirley was thrown backward by the force and fell onto the seashell sofa.

"Now you understand, right?" Mashiro leaned over her and whispered.

Xia Li had completely given up resisting at this point, lying resignedly on the desk with her eyes closed, as if waiting for something to happen. "Knock knock knock"

A sudden knock on the door shattered the tranquility of the room.

Xia Li needed time to open her eyes, and her expression changed drastically as she shouted urgently, "Get up quickly!"

Seemingly sensing the fear and seriousness in Shirley's tone, Mashiro stood up and released Shirley. She knew clearly that if this continued, Shirley would really turn hostile.

Shirley's face turned pale and then flushed. She quickly tidied her clothes and hair, swam to the door, and gently opened it.

At that moment, a mermaid dressed as a maid with a blue fishtail was standing at the door. "Sherry, what's wrong?" Shirley asked.

“Madam, Lord Neptune is looking for you,” Yuki said.

“The King? Yes, I understand. Tell him I will be visiting the Dragon Palace tomorrow,” Xia Li said. “Yes, madam,” Shirley nodded.

"Madam? Are you alright? You don't look quite right." Sherry asked, as if she had noticed something. Shirley calmly replied, "I'm fine."

Sherry looked at Xia Li's bright red lips and wondered, "Did Madam change her lipstick?" Then she turned and left.

After closing the door, Shirley looked at Mashiro not far away, suppressing her fear and excitement, and asked coldly, "What exactly do you want?" "Nothing much, just want to invite you to join my organization. For a moment, I also want to taste sharks," Mashiro said with a light laugh. Hearing this, Shirley couldn't help but bite her teeth.

"Give up. There's no way I'll join your organization, and there's no way anything will happen between us. What just happened was just an accident," Shirley said calmly.

"Are you really willing to continue like this?" Mashiro suddenly asked. "What?" Shirley asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Even though you can foresee the future, you can't change it; even though you can foresee the future, all the major events that happen in the future are irrelevant to you."

"Do you know why you can't see through my future? Because I'm a time traveler, a time traveler capable of changing the fate of this world," Mashiro said softly.

"Why should I believe you?" Shirley's heart suddenly began to waver. Everything Mashiro said was indeed what had been troubling her all along.

Everything in the future was already predetermined in her eyes, but she had neither the ability to change it nor the ability to participate in it. Upon hearing this, Mashiro chuckled lightly.

Chapter 112: Two Different Kinds of Pleasure

“I can show you a power from beyond this world,” Mashiro said, extending her hand. “Flame.”

Instantly, a ball of orange flame appeared in her palm, burning fiercely. "Lightning."

The flames then died down, and a ball of lightning appeared, tiny bolts of lightning flashing and crackling. "Wind."

The lightning disappeared, revealing a pale blue, rapidly spinning sphere, with gusts of wind constantly blowing around it. "Water."

The Rasengan disappeared, and a water sphere gathered and continuously changed into various shapes.

"Even without a Devil Fruit, I still possess almost every power you can imagine. This is proof that I come from outside the world." Shinji said softly, and with a forceful squeeze, the water sphere instantly turned into a cloud of steam.

Seeing all this, Shirley's eyes showed disbelief.

Her gaze towards Mashiro shifted from fear and panic to surprise and curiosity. As a fortune teller, she couldn't resist anything mysterious.

"Do you believe me now?" Mashiro asked softly. "I understand." Shirley nodded, looking at Mashiro.

"I think I'll be leaving Fishman Island tomorrow, you'll come with me," Mashiro said softly. Hearing this, Shirley paused for a moment, then closed her eyes and nodded resignedly.

Given Mashiro's strength, she had no room to refuse. Mashiro asking her was just giving her a suggestion. Besides, she was very interested in Mashiro's description of changing the future.

If we look at her, perhaps it's possible.

“By the way, Neptune is looking for you tomorrow. He'll probably ask about me and Shirahoshi. You should know what to say.” Mashiro suddenly remembered something, stroked Shirley's fishtail, and said.

"Mashiro..., sir, are you eyeing Princess Shirahoshi? Since we're going to change this world, the power of the Sea King can't be ignored. If Shirahoshi stays on Fishman Island like this, she'll attract other people's powerful ships sooner or later. It's better for her to become part of my power," Mashiro said with a light laugh.

“But given Princess Shirahoshi’s size, going to land would definitely cause a lot of trouble,” Shirley said.

"Don't worry, remember when I made it clear I wanted to leave Fishman Island? I naturally have a way to make Shirahoshi return to her normal size." Mashiro said softly. "I know what to do." After a moment of silence, Shirley spoke.

Her voice trembled slightly, not because of Shirahoshi, but because Mashiro's hand had reached her abdomen. A mermaid's abdomen is extremely sensitive.

"I remember that mermaids are usually willing to transform their fishtails into legs after they turn 30, right? Shirley, can I see it?" Mashiro hugged Shirley.

He held her on his lap, stroking her shark tail as he whispered in her ear.

The warm foreign object touched her earlobe and neck, making Xia Li feel inexplicably itchy. Combined with the strange feeling of her tail being manipulated at will, her body began to heat up.

As a mermaid who grew up in Fishman Street, Shirley is an extremely strong person.

However, due to her special abilities, in her eyes, no one in this world is powerful, and even someone like Roger must obey the arrangements of fate.

Mashiro's existence awakened a part of the primordial strength within Shirley.

Mashiro is not only powerful, but also unaffected by fate, and even attempts to change the future and tamper with destiny, which greatly elevates Mashiro's image in Shirley's heart.

Silently, the fish tail of summer changed. The outline of a pair of human legs began to emerge on the fish tail, and then the fish tail continued to recede, revealing a pair of incredibly white and tender legs.

Mermaids rarely transform their fish tails into human legs because living in the sea year-round, fish tails are much more convenient to bend than human legs.

Generally speaking, mermaids transform their fish tails into human legs primarily for... human... and the... of mermaids...

This is why mermaids were so popular in the slave market; not only because they were generally beautiful, but also because they could bring two different things to people.

Because Shirley had never been in a relationship, she naturally had no need for pleasure, so this was the second time she had her fishtail turned into human legs after she turned 30.

Looking at the fair and tender legs before her, as smooth as a newborn baby's, Zhenbai couldn't help but stroke them. "Mmm..."

Xia Li was unaware of it.

"It's perfect," Mashiro whispered. Pure white... delicate...

Mashiro's body suddenly... . , . ooooo

Shirley instinctively began to struggle.

One hand...

Mashiro ignored her struggles, savoring the sensation... his hand was also on her... feeling the warm, smooth texture of jade and her rapid heartbeat.

The struggle was only momentary, a manifestation of Shirley's self-control.

Shirley stopped struggling, like a lamb to the slaughter, letting the sparrow suckle from her mouth... even his... hands no longer resisted. Mashiro's other hand pulled up her long dress, revealing two sections of her sculpted white legs, her hand... then gently brushed aside the dress...

Slowly upwards, onto her smooth, soft thighs...

Shirley's entire body tensed, her legs... She pressed her hands together, her heart pounding, anxiously awaiting her final... moment, but that hand... didn't go any further.

"Alright, you can turn back now." After a long while, when their lips parted, Mashiro whispered in Shirley's ear. At this moment, Shirley was completely lost in the moment.

Hearing Mashiro's request, her fair legs transformed into a shark tail once again.

"Sure enough, fair thighs are all the same, but the shark girl's tail is unique." Mashiro murmured to herself as she stroked the tail again, feeling its cool and delicate texture.