XX-level Hokage

A moment later, Mashiro released Shirley, who was already looking dazed.

"Okay, I'm going back now. See you tomorrow." After patting Shirley's head, Mashiro turned and left Shirley's house.

Xia Liangjiu also snapped out of his daze and quietly watched the direction Mashiro had left in. By the time Mashiro returned to the Mermaid Apartment, it was already quite late.

After leaving Kemi's house, Sparrow rented three rooms at the Mermaid Apartment.

One room is for Toki, one for Nami, and one for Perona. As for Mashiro herself, she will sleep in either Toki's or Nami's apartment. "I remember Toki's room number, was it 502 or 503?" Mashiro muttered to herself, looking at the room number in front of her.

"It should be 503." Mashiro used her levitation technique to sneak into the room. The room was pitch black, after all, it was already midnight.

Mashiro, relying on her Byakugan, groped her way to the bedroom, lay down on the bed, and gently hugged the person next to her.

Chapter 113: Perona's Morning

The second stage, early morning.

"So soft, so easy to handle, so heavy..."

Perona groggily opened her eyes, but for some reason, she felt a little heavy. Turning her head, she saw an incredibly beautiful face sleeping peacefully.

Perona was about to scream when Wen realized it was Mashiro and curiously stopped herself.

"How did this girl end up in my bed? I'm really surprised she can have such a gentle expression." Perona murmured to herself, looking at Mashiro's sleeping face.

Unlike the usual Mashiro, who, although seemingly gentle, always exudes a sense of distance and carries an air of aloofness.

At this moment, the sleeping Mashiro gave Perona a feeling completely opposite to her usual self—tranquil and gentle, without any sense of aloofness.

"Looking at him like this, he's really good-looking. I'm so envious," Perona muttered to herself, and almost unconsciously touched Masashiro's face. It was so soft.

Then I saw a pair of milky white eyes.

"You, you're awake." Perona quickly withdrew her hand and said nervously.

"How did Perona end up in my bed?" Mashiro stretched and asked softly.

"Who's in your bed? This is clearly my bed!" Perona said, extremely embarrassed and angry.

"It seems I came to the wrong room. However, I've booked all of these areas; strictly speaking, they're all mine. And the bed in the room is, strictly speaking, my bed too," Masashi said with a smile.

"Hmph! You're not cute at all!!" Perona puffed out her cheeks and said.

“But it doesn’t matter. I’m happy to sleep with Perona.” Mashiro said softly, wrapping her arms around Perona’s waist and burying her face in Perona’s chest.

"What are you doing?!" Perona's face instantly turned bright red as she spoke with extreme nervousness.

"It's nothing, just going to sleep. It's only six or seven o'clock, isn't it?" Mashiro said softly, closing her eyes.

Perona really wanted to push Mashiro away, but considering her own situation and the fact that she didn't really dislike Mashiro, she didn't react.

A moment later, Mashiro's panting could be heard; she seemed to have fallen asleep.

"What a lazy guy," Perona couldn't help but mutter. Then she closed her eyes slightly, wanting to continue sleeping. Ten minutes passed...

Perona suddenly opened her eyes. She couldn't sleep at all.

Mashiro held her like that and buried her face in her chest. At first, she didn't feel anything, but after she closed her eyes and wanted to sleep, the feeling of Mashiro's breath hitting her chest became particularly noticeable.

It's somewhat mild, yet also somewhat itchy.

The slight itch was very light, but it was mixed with a tingling pleasure, making it impossible for Perona to fall asleep.

Looking down at the serene Mashiro, Perona continued to look down and could see the exposed skin on her chest.

"Speaking of which, this guy has a really good physique, though you can't really tell normally," Perona thought, looking at Mashiro's chest.

Unconsciously, her thoughts drifted back to a night not long ago. That night.

Perona tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, so she got up to go to the deck to enjoy the sea breeze. But as she approached Mashiro's room, she faintly heard some strange noises.

As they slowly approached Mashiro's door, the strange noises became even more pronounced. "Is the door not closed properly? Honestly."

Unable to resist, Perona peeked through the crack in the door and witnessed a sensual scene inside. The sight instantly petrified Perona.

Fabric flew about, tangled, and a strange smell went straight into Perona's brain.

Perona's face instantly turned bright red. She wanted to scream, but she quickly covered her mouth, trying her best not to make a sound.

Peeking through the crack, Perona pressed her ear against the door. Scene after scene, sound after sound.

This caused Perona's eyes to gradually become unfocused. Toki and Nami were actually with Mashiro...

Does Mashiro actually like women? But what about two girls?

But the sounds coming from inside the room and the images she saw clearly told her that it was indeed possible.

This discovery was dozens of times more shocking than when she first saw a photo of Lord Moria in his youth. "So Toki and Nami can make expressions like that too."

"What's that white thing? I feel... I feel like I'm starting to look weird..."

Perona's face was flushed, her eyes were glazed, her body felt weak, and she involuntarily reached out her hand.

On a lonely ship adrift on the sea, a pink-haired girl in a Western-style dress, holding a doll, is seducing herself with a dreamy look in her eyes.

Mashiro naturally knew Shizune was outside the door; she sensed Perona's approach the moment she got close, but she didn't stop Perona. Toki and Nami, however, were completely unaware, currently under Mashiro's attack. With the help of... (The sentence is incomplete and ends abruptly.)

As the memories resurfaced, Perona's complexion grew increasingly rosy.

Looking at Mashiro's red lips, Perona gently tapped Mashiro's cheek. Finding no reaction, she lowered her head slightly. Their lips touched.

Perona seemed to be electrocuted, and stopped making any further movements, only pressing her soft lips tightly against Shinpaku's. Her movements were awkward and stiff.

Just then, Mashiro gently opened her eyes.

Seeing this, Perona quickly retreated. "Um, I..."

As soon as she spoke, Mashiro kissed her.

Perona was incredibly shy and unable to resist, so she could only close her eyes.

Mashiro noticed that beneath her tightly closed eyes, her eyelashes were fluttering slightly. Kurama stared at her for a long while before taking the initiative... "Mmm~"

Perona's entire body stiffened, and she offered no resistance, accepting Mashiro's passionate kisses. After a long while, Perona felt a hand moving from her waist to her chest.

Perona quickly pressed Mashiro's hand down and turned away from Mashiro's embrace. She was breathing heavily and panting.

"So this is what kissing feels like?" Perona whispered, her face flushed.

"You, you mustn't misunderstand. I just wanted to experience what kissing felt like," Perona said in a low voice, covering her face with the blanket and making a somewhat aggressive gesture.

Hearing this, Mashiro chuckled and leaned closer to her, asking, "Want to continue?" Their foreheads touched, and Perona stared intently at Mizuki.

"Then don't touch me randomly."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mashiro pulled her into her arms and silenced her with a kiss.

So white...

He was just rubbing his clothes with one hand.

Soon, Mashiro's kisses began to grow unsatisfied...

Her breathing grew heavier and heavier, and she twisted her neck restlessly. The itching from the cancer on the side of her neck seemed to be drilling into her bones, making her tense her legs and toss restlessly on the bed, her toes curling inward.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Knock knock knock."

"Perona, get up and have breakfast." It was Toki Amatsuki's voice.

Perona instantly became even more nervous.

He quickly pulled Mashiro into his arms to stop her mischievous actions, then replied calmly, "Okay, I'll get up now."

Chapter 114: The Giant Mermaid

"Um, please let me go," Perona said with great difficulty.

Mashiro remained perched on her lap, leaning slightly forward to look down at her. "Is this the end?" Mashiro asked with a smile.

Perona turned her head to the side and whispered, "Your hands are always touching things randomly, it's strange."

A red mark was clearly visible on her neck, though she couldn't see it herself. Perona pursed her lips and moved her legs: "Get down."

"You were the one who kissed me first," Mashiro said softly.

"Yes...it was me who kissed you, but I only wanted to give you a quick kiss," Perona stammered.

“I didn’t want to do anything else with you.” Perona pouted and said, “I didn’t want to do anything else.” “Then why did you just kiss me like that?” Makoto asked, sounding quite “sad.”

"You talk like you're the one who got the short end of the stick. That was my first kiss," Perona said in a muffled voice.

"I didn't suffer a loss, so did you?" Masashi asked with a smile. Perona was speechless.

To be honest, Zhenbai's kiss just now really made her lose herself. She had never thought that kissing could be such a comfortable thing. Before, she only thought it was a way for couples to express their feelings, and she even thought that French kissing was disgusting, with each other eating each other's saliva. But Zhenbai's kiss just now made her fall deeply in love with it in an instant.

Fortunately, Perona still had a bottom line. She had already gone too far, and seeing that Mashiro seemed to want to go even further, she immediately stopped her.

“Anyway, we’ve already kissed, so get up.” Perona hugged the doll next to her and said softly. “Can we only kiss?” Mashiro asked softly.

"What...what else do you want to do?" Perona's voice had lost all its force. A single, white hand...

Perona was instantly startled, her face flushed as she quickly grabbed his hand: "What are you doing?" Touching him. "Mashiro said calmly.

“No, absolutely not, it would be so weird,” Perona hurriedly shook her head. Mashiro didn’t speak, just quietly looked at Perona.

Looking at Mashiro's radiant face, Perona lowered her eyes and asked, "Do you know what we're doing right now?" "Do you know?" Mashiro asked softly in return.

“I…I was just acting impulsively. I've sobered up now. I…I’m not that kind of person,” Perona whispered. Shiro's hand was held tightly by Perona through her silk nightgown.

Perona felt a little itchy and tried to pull her leg away by bending her knee upwards, but Mashiro leaned forward again and brought her face close to Perona's.

Looking at Mashiro so close, Perona felt a little flustered again. "May I kiss you?" Mashiro asked softly.

Perona wanted to say no, but when the words came out, she didn't know how. Annoyed and embarrassed, she looked at Mashiro with a hint of reproach. "How could you ask me something like that? Honestly..."

And Mashiro, as if receiving an answer, leaned down and pressed her face against Perona's. Perona again...

But this time, Mashiro quickly left, and Perona looked at him with reluctance, not understanding why. "..." Mashiro said.

…Perona looked at him timidly, appearing charming and pitiful. “Stretch it out,” Mashiro repeated, her tone still gentle.

Perona ultimately did as she was told. 00000

"Mmm~" Perona let out an indistinct sound, closing her eyes to enjoy the passionate kiss.

She unconsciously loosened her grip on Mashiro's hand a little, and Mashiro began to slowly move upwards again, until she reached the bottom and gently peeled back the last layer of cloth.

"Ugh!!!" Perona's eyes widened suddenly, her already flushed face now covered with an unusual blush. She squeezed her legs together, her mouth stuffed with Mashiro's gag, only able to make soft moaning sounds.