XX-level Hokage

Mashiro, on the other hand, was different. Although she also wanted to collect the Poneglyphs, she did not have that serious and urgent attitude.

In other words, she is not essential to Mashiro. Mashiro can bring her these things, and she can also make Mashiro lose them.

Therefore, she had to prove her worth. And she happened to know what Mashiro wanted.

Having thought everything through, and with a hint of nervousness, Robin left her room and went to Mashiro's room, gently knocking on the door. "Knock, knock, knock."

As the door opened, a truly fair and incredibly beautiful face was revealed.

"Is something wrong so late, Robin-chan?" Mashiro asked softly.

Robin didn't speak, but gently extended his hand. *Click*

The sound of clothes falling.

Robin's bathrobe fell to the ground.

Underneath his robe, Robin was wearing nothing.

The moonlight shone down, casting a silvery-white glow on Robin's smooth body.

Robin held one hand to himself, and used the other to block, his face flushed, yet his expression remained calm.

"Have you figured it out?" Mashiro asked with a light laugh, admiring Robin. "Perhaps I should have figured it out a long time ago," Robin replied with a smile.

"Then stop hiding it and show me everything about yourself," Mashiro said calmly.

After a moment's hesitation, Robin released his grip. ...Upright, ...Full, lush and verdant.

Mashiro chuckled contentedly.

Robin is not a casual person. Since she escaped from Ohara in her teens, many people have tried to seduce her, but she has either rejected or refused them. Now, she has chosen to dedicate herself to Mashiro.

On one hand, Mashiro's actions were already beyond the limits of what she could imagine; on the other hand, she didn't dislike Mashiro at all, and even felt quite fond of her. "Now, kneeling here," Mashiro said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Robin paused for a moment, hesitated, and finally knelt on the ground. Mashiro then stretched out her fair, delicate feet and offered them to Robin.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Marianou

"~" Mashiro said softly.

Her tone was strangely deep at this moment, with a slight lingering sound at the end, which was very pleasant to hear.

Robin glanced at Mashiro, then at the delicate white feet in front of her, and gently stuck out her tongue to lick them. Mashiro felt the slight tickling sensation on the soles of her feet, and gently reached out to stroke Robin's hair.

Robin is great, standing at 188cm. Normally, Mashiro has to lift his head to stroke Robin's hair, which is a completely different feeling from stroking it downwards now.

Two minutes later, Mashiro pulled her foot back, lowered her body, and looked down at Robin with disdain.

At this moment, Robin's cheeks were slightly flushed, and her eyes were filled with shame, yet also with a strange excitement.

"Robin-chan, shall I return the favor?" Mashiro pinched Robin's foot, then moved to her collarbone and slid down... Robin's expression changed slightly, somewhat confused by Mashiro's meaning.

Taking Robin's hand, Mashiro stood up and pulled Robin up with her. Then, with a slight smile, Mashiro placed her hand on her clothes.

"Thud" "Plop"

As the sleeping creatures continued to land.

A body as white as jade was revealed. A gentle breeze blew, ruffling her truly white hair.

Her originally black hair appeared faintly silvery-white under the moonlight.

Mashiro showed no embarrassment whatsoever, producing a hair tie from somewhere and tying her hair up. Looking at Mashiro before her, Robin's eyes instantly became dreamy.

A black tail emerged from behind Mashiro and wrapped around Robin's body.

The two then went into the room. The moonlight was bright, and the night was still long.

The next day, several large ships sailed into the port of Ohara.

Morgans' contact for Mashiro arrived. The reconstruction of Ohara officially began.

On the third day, the Navy issued a statement increasing its support for Mashiro's "reconstruction of the scholar's village" and indicating that it would send assistance.

Mashiro wasn't surprised by this; anyone with a strong political sense within the Navy would have chosen this path. During these two trials, the relationship between Mashiro and Robin, Raikita, and Mariannu underwent subtle changes.

Robin's way of addressing Mashiro has moved from the surface to her heart. She now calls Mashiro "Master" without any sense of lewdness or coercion, and it has become respectful and magnetic.

The way she looked at Mashiro exuded a unique kind of charm.

Robin's personality is like that; independent and mature, she will change for anyone who can touch her heart. It can be said that Robin at night is completely different from her daytime self.

Michita has fully accepted reality, and her previous sense of helplessness has turned into enjoyment.

Mashiro promised her that she could open her own bar in Ohara, and she even spent the whole night drawing up the design.

She was no longer awkward around Mashiro, and would even occasionally act cute towards her. Marianne also lost the fear she had felt at the beginning.

After spending these days together, she has gradually come to understand Zhenbai's character.

He's incredibly capable, has a friendly personality, and is good-looking—he's far superior to my previous club president.

Especially in the last two days, Mashiro has started teaching her how to properly improve her physical abilities.

This made Mariano feel flattered and inexplicably shy. When Mashiro was teaching her, he always liked to hold her on his lap.

Feeling the softness of the envelope and the wisps of fragrance lingering around her nose, the girl, who had not yet experienced the first stirrings of love, felt a strange shyness. In truth, Marianu's ability was an extremely special one.

It doesn't rely on Devil Fruits, special weapons, or science and technology; it seems to be a unique power that belongs solely to her.

She can use colored pigments to manipulate people's emotions and suggest their inner thoughts. "Color" itself has suggestive effects such as excitement and calmness, and she can amplify these suggestive effects and turn them into special attacks.

This ability can play a huge role in team battles, and the more people there are, the greater the effect. According to Marianou, different colors correspond to different emotions.

Black of Betrayal: People who encounter black paint will be tempted to betray and contradict even the most important partners. Yellow of Maniacal Laughter: People who encounter yellow paint will be unable to stop laughing maniacally.

Red of the Bull: Those who come into contact with yellow paint will, like a bull, only be able to attack the live target she has drawn. Blue of Sorrow: Those who come into contact with blue paint will become very sad.

Calm Green: The color created by mixing "Laughing Yellow" with "Sad Blue". People who come into contact with green pigment will feel calm and want to drink tea.

The Yellow-Green of Friendship: A color created by mixing "calm green" with "laughing yellow". People or animals who come into contact with this yellow-green pigment will become very friendly and become your friends.

A Dreamy Seven-Colored Rainbow: Using oil paintbrushes, you can draw rainbows in the sky. People or things that see the rainbow will become what they dream of.

An incredibly powerful force.

This ability is not illusion, but more like hypnosis. It can be said that once someone is affected, most people will be unable to escape its influence.

Imagine if, during the Fourth Shinobi World War, Wind Chaser, Water Release, dye, and Mariano's paintbrush had been used to unleash a wide-ranging barrage of Calm Green or Friend's Yellow-Green, the war would likely have ended much sooner.

This is also why Mashiro chose to bring Mariano under her control.

She's only a teenager, yet her abilities are already at this level; her future potential is enormous. That's why Mashiro is currently teaching her how to better utilize her abilities.

The most important aspect of Mariano is that it requires touch; for a color to have an effect, it must touch the other color.

As a form of hypnotic manipulation that utilizes emotions, it should be able to influence someone simply by seeing a color. To reach that level, Mariano will need a long period of training.

As expected of those hailed as the "Kings of the Underworld," the manpower and resources provided by Gibson and Umit were of exceptional quality. There was absolutely no need for Mashiro to direct them; from the moment they disembarked, they were neatly assembled and began to inventory materials and begin construction.

All Mashiro needed to provide was a set of construction blueprints. Mashiro was very satisfied with this.

The blueprint set up by Mashiro largely followed the layout of Konoha, but it was scaled down to a certain extent due to the size of the area, and the Hokage Rock was replaced with the Tree of Omniscience.

On the fourth day, naval aid arrived. Two warships appeared near the port of Ohara. Mashiro went to greet them alone.

The Seven Warlords of the Sea are nominally allies of the Navy, so Shinhaku has to give them that much face. As the warship docked, two squads of Navy personnel disembarked.

The leader was a smiling young girl, wearing a sun hat, a floral low-cut mini-dress, and carrying a steel whip. She was the granddaughter of Chief of Staff Tsuru, a member of the Sharp Blade unit, a Rear Admiral, and the Peacock.

"Hello, I am Rear Admiral Peacock, here on behalf of the Navy to assist in the reconstruction of Ohara," Peacock said with a smile. Her voice was soft and quite playful.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Bet

"Greetings, Major General Peacock, I am Mashiro." Mashiro glanced at Peacock and said with a light laugh. [Name: Peacock]

Gender: Female Age: 17

Affiliation: Navy; Three-color Haki: Armament Haki

Devil Fruit Ability: Paramecia-type Whip-Whip Fruit; Weapon: Fighting Whip

Height: 160cm, Luck Value: 60, Agreement: 0

The Whip-Whip Fruit? The abilities of Devil Fruits are indeed incredibly diverse.

[Paramecia Type - Whip-Whip Fruit: Ability to command anything that can be whipped, including both organic and inorganic matter] "This ability is somewhat similar to Ryuchi Cave Sage Mode," Shin muttered to himself.

The Sage Mode of Ryuchi Cave has two special Sage Arts: Sage Art: White Strike Technique and Sage Art: Inorganic Rebirth.

Among them, the Sage Art: Inorganic Reincarnation is a ninjutsu that can give life to inanimate objects and control them. "What's wrong, Mashiro?" Peacock asked softly, looking at Mashiro who seemed a little stunned.

"It's nothing, I was just a little impressed by Major General Peacock's youth; he's truly accomplished at such a young age," Mashiro said with a smile.

“Likewise, Miss Mashiro.” Peacock said, gently wielding her whip. Then, the two strolled casually toward the island.

The navy following behind, especially those who had seen other Shichibukai before, all looked incredulous.

The other Shichibukai they had met before, except for Jinbe the Fishman, were all incredibly aloof and wicked. This Shichibukai in front of them was so gentle. Was she really a Shichibukai?!

Similarly, they were also shocked by Rear Admiral Peacock's attitude. As the granddaughter of Vice Admiral Tsuru and a promising naval officer who had distinguished herself from a young age, Rear Admiral Peacock possessed an extremely wicked character. This wickedness extended not only to criminals but also to her subordinates; many of them had been lashed by her whip.

It was completely unexpected that the two of them were getting along so peacefully. Walking towards the island, Peacock looked at Mashiro's face with great interest.

The reason she was so calm towards Mashiro was simple: before leaving the Navy Headquarters, her grandmother, Chief of Staff Tsuru, had a special talk with her.

The discussion didn't cover much, mainly two things: how to carry out the naval mission and investigate the purpose of rebuilding Ohara, and also how to call her.

Beware of this new Shichibukai.

In Peacock's memory, there were very few things that could make her almost omnipotent grandmother show a serious expression. Therefore, her attitude towards Mashiro became unusually calm.

"General Peacock seems quite curious about me?" Masashi said with a smile, watching Peacock secretly observing him.

"It's nothing. I was just a little surprised that Miss Mashiro could defeat a Shichibukai at such a young age," Peacock said softly. Hearing this, Mashiro simply smiled.

"May I try?" the peacock suddenly asked.

"Hmm?" Mashiro looked at Peacock and instantly understood what she meant.

"I want to see how big the gap is between you and me," the peacock said earnestly, pulling on the whip in its hand with some excitement.

“Of course I have no objection, but how about we add some stakes?” Mashiro said with a light laugh. “Stakes?” Peacock was instantly puzzled.

"If Miss Peacock can withstand one move from me, I'll be your subordinate for a month," Mashiro whispered in Peacock's ear.

Upon hearing this, Peacock's expression showed a hint of excitement, but she calmly asked softly, "What if I lose?" "Then please be my maid for a month, Major General Peacock," Mashiro said softly.