XX-level Hokage

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.

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.