XX-level Hokage

"What a brilliant plan. Using the pretext of protecting the king to kill him—that's innovative. If neither Kipin nor I were here, you might actually succeed," a woman with black hair and white eyes said softly, appearing not far away at some point.

The woman was indeed Shiro. After arriving near the Flying Dutchman with Shirahoshi, she first subdued the ship's guardians, a bald sea monster and a giant yellow octopus. Then, she left Shirahoshi outside the ship while she concealed her presence and flew into the Flying Dutchman.

"You are the human woman who appeared beside Neptune today," Hody Jones said coldly, pointing his trident at Mashiro. (Author's Note)

There's something good coming in the next chapter!

Chapter 110: The Drowned Fishman (*)

“That’s right, although you look stupid, your memory isn’t bad at all,” Mashiro said with a smile.

“You are as repulsive as your inferior human race. I was originally going to spare your life for Jinbe’s sake, but now I think I’ll pass.” Hody Jones said, as a group of fishmen surrounded Mashiro.

"Apart from Tiger and Jinbe, are all the rest of you fishman pirates this confident?" Mashiro looked at Hody Jones with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot and asked softly.

Hody Jones ignored Mashiro's words and said coldly, "Go!"

Instantly, the dozen or so new Fishman Pirates officers brought by Hody Jones launched an attack on Mashiro. Seeing this, Mashiro extended her delicate white finger and gently traced the character "一" (one).

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"... Fresh blood gushed out.

All the New Fishman Pirates' executives were cut in half at the waist, their eyes wide with disbelief as they crashed to the ground. "Next, it's your turn." Mashiro walked lightly towards Hody Jones.

"No, no! This is impossible?! Who are you?!" Hody Jones kept backing away, staring at Mashiro in disbelief.

“Me? Just a passing traveler,” Mashiro replied softly. [Name: Neptune]

Gender: Male Age: 29

Race: Murloc; Faction: Murloc Island

Three-color Haki: None; Devil Fruit: None; Height: 2.8m; Luck Value: 45; Approval Rating: 01

So, goodbye.

Mashiro snapped her fingers, and instantly, black flames spread across Hody Jones's body. "Aa ...

Hody Jones screamed miserably, and a dozen seconds later, he turned into a puff of gray smoke and disappeared without a trace. Then Mashiro turned to look at Vander Deikun beside him.

Vander Decken kept swallowing, his four hands trembling. If he knew he couldn't escape, he would have run away after the New Fishman Pirates' officers died.

"Um, sir, I have no relation to Hody Jones, and I have no ill intentions toward humans. Please spare my life." Vander Decken, and all the members of the Flying Pirates behind him lowered their heads, not daring to look at Mashiro.

[Name: Vander Deiken IX]

Gender: Male Age: 23

Race: Fishman; Faction: Fishman Island; Haki: None

Devil Fruit: Paramecia type, Target-Target Fruit; Height: 2.2m

Luck value: 40 Approval rating: 0

[Paramecia Type: Target-Target Fruit: Once an opponent is targeted, the object thrown by the user will automatically track them to the ends of the earth, unless it is en route.]

The tracking stops only when the target is shot down or blocked by an obstacle. The number of targets it can remember at the same time is the same as the number of hands.

"If you wash your hands, the target locked by that hand will be removed, and you must touch the other person again to lock on again." "Are you Vander Deikun? Come with me." Mashiro said softly.

“Yes, sir.” Although he didn’t know what Mashiro wanted to do, Vander Deikun knew he had no room to refuse. As he walked onto the deck, two exclamations rang out simultaneously.

"Pancreas!" "Ah!"

Vander Deikun saw Shirahoshi playing with the sea monster Kraken outside the Flying Dutchman. Shirahoshi also saw the strange-looking Vander Deikun following behind Mashiro.

“This guy is Vander Deikun, the weirdo who's been bothering you. I've already talked to him, and he's heading to land. He won't bother you anymore,” Mashiro said to Shirahoshi.

"Really?! Lady Mashiro!" Shirahoshi cried with joy, tears streaming down her face. "You tell me," Mashiro said, looking at Vander Deiken behind him.

“Of course, it was wrong of me to harass you in the past, Princess Shirahoshi. After being persuaded by this gentleman, I have realized my mistake. To atone for it, I have decided to stay away from Fishman Island from now on.” Vander Decken hurriedly said under the threatening look in Mashiro’s eyes.

“It’s so good that Deakin thinks that way,” Shirahoshi said. “It seems you can go now,” Mashiro said softly.

“Thank you, sir, thank you, sir,” Vander Deiken said hastily, then quickly left.

As he fled, Vander Deikun thought to himself, "I will avenge this, even if it means taking the entire Fishman Island down with them."

Watching Vander Deikun's departing figure, Mashiro reached out her hand, and immediately a swift current of water swept Vander Deikun into it, causing the water coating on his body to peel off instantly. Then, Vander Deikun began to sink into the seabed crevice beneath him.

"Wasn't Lord Deacon supposed to be heading to land? Why did he suddenly swim into the crevice?" Shirahoshi asked curiously. "Perhaps he has something to attend to," Mashiro replied with a smile.

I wonder if a fish-man with a Devil Fruit ability will drown.

"By the way, Shirahoshi, have you ever seen black flames?" Mashiro suddenly asked.

"No, can flames be black?" Shirahoshi shook her head, then asked doubtfully. "Of course."

As Mashiro spoke, the entire Flying Dutchman was instantly engulfed in a ball of black flames and burst into flames.

"Wow! There really are black flames, and they can even burn in seawater! How amazing!" Shirahoshi exclaimed, her eyes sparkling.

"But isn't this ship Lord Daken's home? Is it really alright to just burn it down like this?" Shirahoshi asked doubtfully. "It's fine. He's decided to settle on land; he won't be coming back to this place," Mashiro said calmly.

"Alright, let's go. It's getting late, we should take you home now," Mashiro said softly. "Yes, yes, Mashiro-sama," Shirahoshi nodded.

Shortly after the two men left, the Flying Dutchman emitted more than a dozen agonizing screams. This occurred after White Star was returned to the Hard Shell Tower.

Mashiro found Toki, Nami, and the other three, and took them back to the Mermaid Apartment. Then, she went to the Mermaid Cafe alone. "Welcome!"

Upon entering the café, Mashiro found only two mermaid waiters. "Where is Mrs. Shirley?" she asked one of the waiters.

"Mrs. Shirley isn't feeling well and has gone back to her room to rest," the mermaid waiter replied.

"Could you tell me Mrs. Shirley's address?"

In a small, luxurious house, Shirley sat on the sofa, looking at the crystal ball in her hand.

"Who is she? Why isn't my crystal reacting at all?" Just then, the doorbell rang.

Shirley got up and saw Mashiro outside the door through the doorbell.

Although she really didn't want to open the door, she eventually turned the doorknob. "Um, is there something you need?" Shirley asked.

"Nothing, I just wanted to come and see the beautiful Miss Shirley." Mashiro said, gently embracing Shirley's shark tail. Shirley was so startled she almost gasped, instinctively pulling back. Mashiro, however, suddenly reached out and grabbed her waist to prevent her from leaving. "Are you crazy!"

Shirley hadn't expected Mashiro to be so bold and direct towards her, but she didn't dare to shout loudly, so in desperation she could only scold her in a low voice.

"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.