Holding Shalria in his arms, Kaito walked over to the sofa and sat down. Glancing at the two maids standing on either side, he asked,
"When did you get yourself two maids?"
Without even looking up, Shalria muttered,
"Didn't you say you hated those black-clad attendants? After you left last time, I switched them out. Well? Aren't you touched by my thoughtfulness? If you are, just say so—I promise I won't laugh at you!"
Pop!
Kaito flicked her forehead with a crisp snap, instantly deflating her arrogance.
These two maids were as round as balls, with faces that were nothing remarkable. Had Shalria's sense of aesthetics gone haywire?
After taking the flick, Shalria lightly thumped Kaito's chest with her head and grumbled,
"Hmph! You think I'm like you, keeping two gorgeous secretaries by your side? And besides, if they were that pretty and you saw them…"
She trailed off, but Kaito already got the gist—so she was guarding against him, huh?
He couldn't help but feel amused. Reaching out, he ruffled her hair again.
Shalria abruptly tilted her head back, looking a little annoyed.
"Why do you keep messing with my hair? You've ruined my hairstyle!"
Ever since Kaito mocked her hairdo as ugly, Shalria had worn her hair loose over her shoulders. But after Kaito's repeated mussing, it now stuck out in unruly tufts.
She ran her fingers through it in a haphazard attempt to fix it, then huffed lightly.
"Anyway, you ignored me first. Today, you're going to spend some proper time with me!"
"Oh?"
Kaito raised a brow, giving her a pointed look. Her head instinctively shrank back, her voice dropping several tones.
"Um… how about I keep you company? You can spare that much time… right?"
Only then did Kaito nod in satisfaction, casually draping one arm along the sofa's back.
Shalria tugged at his arm, then rested her head on it, tracing little circles on his chest with her finger.
"Kaito, do you still need any Devil Fruits? I managed to get my hands on a few more good ones. I'll give them all to you!"
Truly, the little rich girl—talking about Devil Fruits as if they were apples, casually producing several at once.
Kaito shook his head and pointed at his own eyes.
"Not for now. Look—my tomoe are already full."
"That's right! I watched the livestream that day—you looked so cool!"
As she spoke, Shalria reached out to touch his long, snow-white hair. The silky smoothness was like the finest silk, making her reluctant to let go.
Kaito chuckled. Without any wind, his hair moved on its own, coiling around Shalria and making her yelp in surprise.
Since reaching the Six Paths level, Kaito's control over his body had reached a whole new realm. Controlling his hair like this was child's play.
After being lifted and played with a few times, Shalria couldn't help but burst into giggles—slightly goose-like in sound.
Eventually, his hair set her back down. She lay in his arms with a satisfied smile, eyes closed, like a gentle little kitten.
A soft, affectionate smile curved Kaito's lips. The two maids nearby stared in a daze, their hearts thudding wildly.
It was such a warm, beautiful scene… until a rotund figure barged in.
"Sister! Lizville—huh!?"
Charlos stared in shock at Shalria nestled against Kaito's chest. He pointed a trembling finger at them and shouted,
"You're that Uchiha Kaito! What did you do to my sister?!"
Kaito looked up at this pampered idiot and said flatly,
"You'd better put your hand down. Otherwise…"
A purple gleam flashed in his Rinnegan. A wave of pressure crashed over Charlos, making him shiver. A moment later, a warm stream trickled from under his clothes—he'd been so scared, he wet himself.
Seeing this, Shalria quickly tugged Kaito's sleeve and whispered,
"Kaito, just let my brother go this once… he's a bit slow, after all…"
At her plea, Kaito withdrew his pressure. With a casual wave, a breeze swept through the hall, dispersing the foul smell.
Charlos swallowed hard, lowering his head and keeping silent.
But Kaito recalled the name Charlos had mentioned when he entered. Wasn't that the Celestial Dragon who had once bought Hancock?
He turned to Shalria.
"Do you know this Lizville?"
At once, Shalria's expression grew wary. Of course she knew—Lizville was a female Celestial Dragon.
But her guard soon dropped. She remembered Lizville's appearance—bigger than the two rotund maids she'd just hired, face covered in pockmarks. Even among Celestial Dragons, she was a sight to behold… in the worst way.
Shalria jerked her chin toward Charlos.
"Yeah! My brother likes her a lot—they're often together."
"Heh… is that so…"
Kaito's eyes narrowed, a faint killing intent leaking out. Shalria shivered.
She rubbed against him and asked,
"What is it? Did Lizville do something to upset you?"
"You could say that."
Kaito looked at Charlos.
"Hey. What did you just say about Lizville?"
Charlos flinched, his Celestial Dragon arrogance long gone.
"She… she wants to ask my sister something about you!"
"Hm?"
Both Kaito and Shalria were taken aback. Shalria frowned.
"What exactly does she want?"
At that, Charlos' face twisted with frustration. Gritting his teeth, he said,
"She's… very interested in the person next to you. She wants you to bring him to meet her!"
The meaning was obvious—Lizville had taken a liking to Kaito and was using Shalria as a go-between to arrange a "meeting."
Realizing this, Shalria's temper exploded. That Lizville didn't even bother looking in the mirror—how dare she try to steal her man?!
It felt like she had worked so hard to get her prized cabbage, only for a pig to come sniffing around!
Turning to Kaito with an uncharacteristically pitiful look, she put on a rare display of coyness.
"Kaito~ don't pay any attention to that woman, okay?"
Kaito was so amused by her antics that he laughed outright, giving her cheek a playful pinch.
"I don't want to deal with her either. But there are… some things I need to settle with her."
Then he looked at Charlos.
"I'm right here. Tell her to come over."
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