XX-level Hokage

Chapter 154: Little Rabbit, Be Good

"Hmm? ovo"

Carrot tilted her head and looked at Mashiro, seemingly not understanding what she meant. "How about Carrot-chan helps me take it off~" Mashiro said with a light laugh.

"Is that okay? Sure! ^o" Carrot replied with a smile. The Mink Tribe had no concept of...

After taking off her clothes one by one, Carrot's face turned bright red.

The Tail of Desire continuously releases aphrodisiac gases, and ever since Mashiro came out of York's room, she has not put away the Tail of Desire.

"Sir, what is this?" Carrot asked, looking at Mashiro's tail with great curiosity. "Nothing, just like yours, Carrot, a tail," Mashiro explained softly.

"A tail?! But isn't Lord Mashiro human? Why does he have a tail?" Garrett asked curiously.

“I am human, that’s true, but who says humans can’t have tails?” Mashiro said softly, gently stroking Carrot’s face. “Oh, I see.” Carrot nodded, seemingly understanding.

Then, look at Mashiro's hand as it moves down Gallo's face, down his neck, and down further down...

Before she could place her hand on Carrot's chest, Carrot, acting on instinct, panicked and instinctively covered her chest with her hands. Mashiro gently brushed her hands away, smiling as she said, "Carrot-chan, let me...please...do it. I'm a little curious about the difference between us." A blush spread across Carrot's delicate face; this reaction was more like that of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl. She obediently removed her hands, but her eyes remained tense.

Then Mashiro gently... rose up.

Well, the bodies of the Mink tribe are indeed very different from those of humans.

It's soft, fuzzy, and smooth, with a slightly strange feel, but it's very warm. Overall, it's very comfortable, an exceptionally comfortable feeling.

However, since it was already on York... Mashiro didn't take it any further; Carrot was still too young. Afterwards, the two lay down on the bed and went to sleep.

As the lights went out, Mashiro began to ponder her next plan.

Go to Dressrosa, then back to Ohara, then to Amazon Lily, and you can also stop by Alabasta along the way, and finally go to Whole Cake Island.

After that, you can head directly to the Marine Headquarters.

Another war broke out; let's call this the First Naval War.

After thinking it over, Mashiro closed her eyes, but the sparrow, who had just fallen asleep, suddenly felt a soft, fluffy, delicate body in her arms. The tender skin swayed unconsciously against her skin as she moved...

Que Jing closed his eyes and saw a cute, pretty face almost touching his own.

Her eyes were gently closed, her eyelashes fluttering; she was clearly fast asleep, but her body remained still despite her slumber. Already...

...and became scorching hot.

Normally, even the slightest breeze would be enough to wake Carrot.

But at this moment, Carrot, still half-asleep, vaguely sensed...

...but because they didn't sense any danger, they continued to sleep soundly.

But her little hands, without her even realizing it, reached out and firmly grasped... two slender legs...

Sparrow gasped. She began to realize that sleeping in Carrot's bed was a complete mistake, even just now. She had ultimately overestimated her self-control.

Even.....

...and its small mouth moved slightly, emitting a soft, dreamlike murmur.

The sparrow... vanished without a trace.

Although the soft, smooth little hand made only simple, slow movements, it made the sparrow's breathing become somewhat heavy.

Soon all the fixed bases

Gradually, Carrot's unconsciously slow movements could no longer quell her rising desire, and then her tail began to rub against Carrot's body.

Just then, Carrot was finally awakened, feeling the strange sensation on her body. She opened her innocent eyes wide and stared blankly at Mashiro. "Good girl~ lick~," Mashiro said, stroking Carrot's head.

Carrot's eyes narrowed, staring at Mashiro with fascination. The tail of desire began to take effect.

At the same time, she stuck out her pink tongue... Mashiro felt it... her tongue...

Carrot seemed to have found her favorite toy.

Small patches of water were left behind.

The next day, looking at the mess in the room and Carrot's mess beside it, Mashiro sighed softly.

My self-control is getting worse and worse; it seems I really need to consider getting rid of the goldfish for a while. Upon opening the door, I found Shirahoshi standing not far away.

"Ma-Mashiro-sama?!" Shirahoshi looked puzzled as she saw Mashiro emerge from Carrot's room. "Was Shirahoshi-chan waiting for Carrot?" Mashiro asked softly, walking up to Shirahoshi and gently stroking her head.

"Hmm, Carrot usually gets up very early, but she hasn't gotten up today, so I came over to see if she's sick," Shirahoshi said.

"I see." Mashiro nodded with a smile.

"Why did Mashiro-sama come out of Carrot's room?" Shirahoshi asked curiously.

"Because Shirahoshi-chan guessed right, Carrot is indeed sick, so they're treating her," Mashiro said with a smile. "How is she, Mashiro-sama?! Is Carrot seriously ill?!" Shirahoshi asked with concern.

“It’s not serious. I’ve already treated her, and she should be fully recovered by noon today,” Mashiro replied.

"That's good. I'm so sorry to have troubled you, Master Shiro." With that, Shiro sighed slightly and gently patted her chest, which instantly surged with emotion.

Just as Mashiro was about to say something more to Shirahoshi, she suddenly noticed something and looked up at the sky. In the distance, a half-human, half-bird figure was rapidly flying towards the Seastone warship.

"Looks like we have some guests," Mashiro said softly. "Hmm?" Shirahoshi looked at Mashiro in confusion.

Pulling Bai Xing onto the deck, sure enough, three minutes later, a figure landed on the deck.

Chapter 155: Monet

The figure landing on the deck was Monet, a member of the Don Quixote family.

Her half-human, half-bird form and icy aura instantly caught the attention of Shirahoshi and Mashiro. Mashiro looked at her with a faint smile on her face, as if she had already anticipated Monet's arrival.

"You are... a member of the Don Quixote family, aren't you?" Zhen asked softly, his voice calm and devoid of any hostility.

Monet lowered his head slightly, his golden eyes scrutinizing Mashiro. After confirming her identity, he smiled slightly and replied, "That's right. I am here to guide you on the orders of Doflamingo's young master. He heard that you have come to the New World and specially sent me to assist you."

Her tone was humble, but Mashiro could sense the wariness hidden behind it. As a capable assistant of the Donquixote family, Monet's appearance undoubtedly carried some purpose.

Mashiro didn't respond directly, but instead gently waved for Shirahoshi to step aside before slowly speaking, "Lead the way? I don't recall needing a guide." Monet smiled slightly, her tone unchanged, "The new world is complex and ever-changing. The young master wishes to maintain a good relationship with you and naturally doesn't want you to face danger alone."

"No danger. You can rest assured, the Don Quixote family has no ill intentions."

Mashiro pondered for a moment, realizing that Doflamingo's intentions were obvious. He was terrified that she, as an outsider, could act recklessly in Dressrosa, but he also dared not oppose her, especially since her current strength far exceeded what Doflamingo could handle.

“I will accept Doflamingo’s kindness for now,” Mashiro said calmly, then turned to look at the sea and changed the subject, “However, your Donquixote family has a good plan, but if you can’t keep up with my pace, I won’t show any mercy.”

Monet felt a jolt of excitement upon hearing this.

She understood that Mashiro's strength had long surpassed that of many powerful figures on the sea, and that his willingness to engage in dialogue was itself a hidden threat. She gave a peaceful smile and replied, "We will do our best to cooperate with your ideas."

Mashiro smiled gently and waved her hand, saying, "Then let's go. Since you've come to lead the way, we'll go to Dressrosa and meet your young master."

Monet was slightly taken aback. She hadn't expected Mashiro to be so agreeable. She felt a little uneasy. Although Dressrosa was Don Quixote Family territory, Mashiro's arrival was undoubtedly a huge test.

Meanwhile, inside the Dressrosa Palace, Doflamingo sat quietly in the main seat, awaiting Monet's reply.

“Dover, this is truly a dangerous situation,” Torebour said worriedly, standing to the side. “That sorcerer is no ordinary character. I’ve heard she has already collected several Poneglyphs, and her ambitions could very well threaten us.”

Doflamingo gave a sinister smile, his wine glass swirling slightly. "Trebol, you're worrying too much. Although her strength is not to be underestimated, our Donquixote Family is not a pushover. Moreover, right now, profit is paramount. As long as her actions don't directly threaten us, perhaps we can reach some kind of cooperation with her."

She had figured it out: the sorcerer's purpose in coming to Dressrosa was definitely not simply to eliminate them.

Upon hearing this, Trebol nodded and said with a hint of worry, "But if her goal really involves overthrowing the World Government, then she will become our enemy sooner or later."

Doflamingo sneered, "Overthrow the World Government? There are many ambitious people, but very few succeed. We don't need to worry too much."

Let's see what she's planning to do first.

Just then, Vergo pushed open the door and entered, interrupting their conversation.

"Young Master, Monet has found the sorcerers; they are on their way to Dressrosa."

Doflamingo paused for a moment, then smiled. "Very good, it seems we'll soon be meeting this legendary sorcerer." Meanwhile, Mashiro's warship, guided by Monet, sped towards Dressrosa.

The atmosphere on the ship was slightly tense, mainly because Monet was nervous. Although Shirahoshi didn't quite understand what was happening, she also sensed something unusual.

Mashiro stood at the bow of the ship, gazing intently at the sea ahead, pondering her next move.

"The Poneglyphs? We should only be missing the one from Shanks, the one from Charlotte Linlin, and the dozen or so from Mary Geoise, right?" she muttered to herself, a glint of shrewdness in her eyes.

Her goal is not simply to collect the Poneglyphs, but to use the secrets within these records to completely change the world order controlled by the World Government. The Four Emperors, the Seven Warlords of the Sea, and even the Navy and the Revolutionary Army are all pawns in her plan.

Suddenly, York's exclamation interrupted her thoughts.

"A warship has appeared ahead; it looks like a naval vessel."

Mashiro looked up and saw a massive naval warship sailing towards them on the distant sea. The bright naval insignia on the sails were particularly eye-catching, and a tall figure wearing a naval justice cloak stood at the bow.

"Is this... an Admiral?" Mashiro's gaze sharpened as she looked at the figure on the headboard and said. She had seen a similarly dressed Marine before, named Aokiji, an Admiral from the Marine Headquarters.

Kizaru, the current Marine Admiral, is renowned for his powerful Glint-Glint Fruit ability. His appearance undoubtedly signifies that the Marines have become hostile towards Mashiro's movements.

Upon seeing this, Monet's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly said to Mashiro, "Lord Mashiro, this is Admiral Kizaru. His strength is extraordinary; it's probably not advisable to confront him head-on."

Mashiro, however, showed no fear, chuckling lightly, "Looks like today's going to be quite lively. Are the Navy joining in the fun too?"

Kizaru's warship drew closer and closer, finally stopping a few hundred meters from Mashiro's ship. Kizaru slowly walked to the bow, looking in the direction of Mashiro with a smile.

"Yay, I am Admiral Kizaru of the Marine Headquarters. I have come here on orders to investigate the movements of the sorcerer." His lazy voice echoed throughout the entire sea, carrying a powerful aura.

Mashiro stood on the deck, her gaze fixed on Kizaru, and smiled faintly: "I really didn't expect that a normal voyage would alarm a Marine Admiral." Kizaru was silent for a moment, then said, "I've heard that you, the sorcerer, are collecting historical artifacts. Is that true?"

Mashiro smiled slightly and nodded gently: "That's right. The truth of history should not be covered up. I just want to make it public." Hearing this, Kizaru frowned slightly. Although it was unreliable, he dared not easily touch the secrets behind the Poneglyphs.

"Sorcerer, let me give you a piece of advice: the more you know the truth, the more dangerous it becomes. Do you know how much trouble your actions caused the World Government and the Navy the other day?" Kizaru said.

Mashiro did not directly answer Kizaru's question, but instead said softly, "Kizaru, as a Marine Admiral, do you really believe that the order of this world is just?"

Upon hearing this, Kizaru paused slightly, pondered for a moment, but ultimately did not give a direct answer. Mashiro, seeing this, already understood.

"Kizaru, let's end our conversation here. I don't want to be your enemy, nor do I want to waste time here." Mashiro waved her hand lightly, and York immediately began preparing to continue on his way.

Kizaru stood still, sensing the immense power emanating from Mashiro. After a moment of silence, he finally chose to give way.

The warship slowly sailed out of Kizaru's sight and sped towards Dressrosa. Several hours later, Mashiro's warship finally arrived at the coast of Dressrosa.

In the distance, the beautiful city and bustling streets stretched out before her, but Zhenbai's gaze did not linger on these appearances. She knew that the true nature of this city was far more complex than it seemed.

Chapter 156: The Match

As the white warship slowly docked, the enchanting scenery of Dressrosa gradually unfolded before her eyes. Sunlight streamed through the beautiful city streets, creating a vibrant and bustling scene.

Outside Dressrosa, the Donquixote Family guards had already received the news and were on high alert.