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Questions… Maki repeated the word slowly.
Tsunade watched his face carefully. She could see the faint bewilderment in his eyes.
He really forgot, didn't he… she thought to herself.
Then both of them heard Nemuri's voice.
"She's talking about the questions earlier. She wants you to give her honest answers."
They both turned their heads toward Nemuri.
She had just come out after changing. A pink towel wrapped around her body, covering her from the middle of her breasts down to her upper thighs. The towel did little to hide her curvaceous figure. Her breasts were tightly squeezed beneath the cloth as if it were struggling to contain them. The fabric pressed so tightly that the outline of her nipples pushed against it, and the upper pink curves of her areolas could be faintly seen.
Her slim waist was exposed in a way that only emphasized how soft and seductive her body looked. The towel hugged her wide hips snugly, and her thick white thighs were left bare, smooth and inviting, the kind of thighs that begged to be grabbed or spanked.
Nemuri had finished changing and was about to take a shower, but when she heard Tsunade asking those questions, curiosity pulled her back. She wanted to hear the answers too.
Tsunade looked at Nemuri and smirked before glancing back at the man, waiting to see his reaction.
Nothing changed.
His expression stayed the same.
She frowned internally.
This man is really an oddball…
Maki looked at Nemuri standing there in nothing but a towel. Whatever he was thinking didn't show on his face. But when he heard Nemuri explain the situation, realization seemed to click.
"Oh… you mean that question," he said calmly. "Okay."
He sat down at the dining table, facing Tsunade.
Nemuri walked toward him and slowly settled herself onto his wide lap. Her body was soft, and when she pressed herself down, her breasts bounced slightly with the movement.
Her butt rested right in the middle of his thighs.
And immediately she felt it again.
His massive thing beneath his pants.
Nemuri shifted slightly, pressing herself more firmly against him. Her breasts pushed into his chest as she leaned closer, enjoying the contact.
Tsunade simply watched the two of them.
One was a woman who loved teasing.
The other was a man who didn't seem to get flustered at all.
What a couple…
A faint smile appeared on her lips.
"Nem-nem, you're really acting like a bitch now," Tsunade said.
Nemuri turned her head toward her and replied without hesitation.
"Of course. I'm my baby's bitch, right baby?"
She looked up at Maki, who was watching them.
But what Maki heard was something else.
"Beach?" he repeated. "What are you going on, an outing or something?"
Both women twitched again at his response.
Then they both started chuckling at the same time.
Maki simply stared at them, looking completely confused.
Nemuri leaned her head closer to his chest as she laughed softly. Her fingers traced slow patterns across his chest, stroking the firm muscle beneath his shirt.
At the same time, she shifted her hips slightly, letting her butt feel the solid mass beneath his pants.
Tsunade just shook her head at Nemuri's shameless display.
But her gaze lingered on the man.
He still looked slightly bewildered.
Who would want to go on an outing with this man… she thought.
Still, just looking at his face was enough to make most women interested.
She studied every small movement he made, trying to decipher him.
Back in the meeting room she had already been curious about him, especially after noticing how even Unohana had paid attention to him.
And now more mysteries kept appearing.
She wanted answers.
Right now.
But if she asked him too directly, it might look like she was doing something she shouldn't.
If this were gambling, she would bet everything—even knowing she would lose.
But with this man…
For some reason she couldn't do that.
She gritted her teeth slightly and bit her lower lip.
Then she exhaled a heavy breath.
After composing herself, she took out her phone. It had a green case. When she unlocked it, the wallpaper revealed a small white slug.
She opened the audio recordings and pressed the play button.
Maki noticed her placing the phone on the table.
Then Tsunade spoke.
"Okay… firstly, I want to know what happened during your fight with the anomalies. Every detail you know. Especially how they act and what they can do."
"Anomalies?" Maki repeated. "Oh… those noisy aliens."
"Yup," Nemuri added. "Those loud mouths screaming words that make no sense. They sound like they're in some kind of rock band."
Maki looked down at Nemuri and raised his hand, gently placing it on her head. His fingers began stroking through her hair slowly.
"Yeah… definitely a rock band," he said calmly. "And their song must be about gaining freedom."
"Hm? What do you mean?" Nemuri looked up at him.
"The song lyrics, of course," Maki replied casually. "Those aliens kept shouting something like… zaaahaaavaaa… qaaaazaaahraaaam… something like that."
Tsunade and Nemuri suddenly widened their eyes.
Their ears and attention locked completely onto him.
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