"Master, does this strength feel right to you?"
On the beach, the mature woman with chestnut-brown hair blushed as she sat on the lap of the blond young man, massaging his shoulders. Despite feeling overwhelmingly shy, Mei still asked gently.
"Just a little lighter."
Menma closed his eyes, enjoying Mei's service.
Seeing Menma so relaxed that he seemed ready to fall asleep, Mei couldn't hold it in anymore and whispered softly, "Master, um... I just became the Fifth Mizukage yesterday, and there are still a lot of documents I haven't processed in the village..."
As she spoke, Mei's face flushed even redder. For someone of her age and position, saying such words made her feel mortified, like she wanted to bury herself in the sand.
But thinking about Menma's strength and the current situation in Kirigakure, she could only accept it with a sense of humiliation.
Her mind was set on developing Kirigakure's economy and nurturing its shinobi, all to prevent a day when Menma might intervene directly.
However, Menma just chuckled at her words.
"Kirigakure's current state? What files are even worth handling?"
"A closed-off island nation with scarce resources, burdened by the Bloody Mist policy for so many years—how could it not have declined?"
"No matter how hard you try, Kirigakure can't recover overnight."
Mei couldn't help biting her lip. She knew Menma wasn't wrong.
"But I'm the Mizukage. No matter what, it's my responsibility to lead Kirigakure to strength... even if it's difficult."
"Then focus on giving me a proper massage. I just finished training with Hachimon Tonkō (Eight Gates Released Formation), and my muscles are sore all over."
Menma stretched, exhaling softly, and said, "Once you've served me well, I'll help restore Kirigakure's economy."
Mei froze for a second. "You'll help me?"
It had been half a month since she first met Menma. In that time, she had gotten a sense of who he was. A young man who was surprisingly immature in everything but his strength—he felt like a child in many ways.
"You don't believe me?"
Menma raised an eyebrow slightly.
Mei hesitated, then whispered, "Well... I just feel like you're a bit... young, Menma-dono..."
Menma twitched at her words.
"Call me 'Master.'"
He understood what Mei meant, but there wasn't much he could do about it—after all, he had only been a first-year high school student when he came to this world.
Without arguing further, Menma pointed a finger toward the sky, and a massive air gate opened.
With a loud boom, a huge shadow fell from the sky, landing on the beach and sending sand flying everywhere.
Mei stared in shock for a few seconds, then her eyes lit up with joy as she looked at the massive creature. "Is this the meat from the Sea Kings you fed me before, Menma-dono?"
Before her was an enormous smoked fish, resembling a giant water buffalo.
"That's not Sea King meat..." Menma's right hand slid up and gently grasped Mei's generous chest as he explained, "This is a creature from the other side of the ocean. Although it's not a Sea King, due to the climate there, it's just as large."
"Compared to the food here, these creatures contain even more nutrients—enough to stimulate secondary growth in the human body."
"If Kirigakure could sell this kind of meat, I think the economy would recover in no time."
As Menma spoke, Mei's eyes sparkled more and more, and her face flushed deeper. Feeling his touch on her chest, she hesitated for a moment but didn't push him away. Blushing, she softly asked, "So... Menma-dono..."
"Call me 'Master.'"
"...Master, how many of these fish do you have?"
"Right now? A few hundred."
"Wow!"
Mei couldn't help but gasp in surprise, her eyes gleaming as she looked at the massive fish. With the enhancement effect of this meat, hundreds of them could potentially multiply Kirigakure's economy several times over.
Her body felt weak at the thought, and she gazed up at Menma with teary, sparkling eyes.
"Master..."
Menma laughed softly. People really did change when given wealth and power. The once dignified and elegant Mei, after just a month of his 'training,' had become an adorably clingy kitten.
"I'll give you a hundred, how about that?"
Menma opened the air gate again, and giant fish began falling onto the sand one by one. Some were smoked, others salted, but many were so large they were already starting to emit a bit of a smell.
Mei didn't care about the small details. She stared at Menma with her sparkling eyes, biting her lip, and whispered in a soft, enticing voice, "Master... you've been so kind to me. Not only did you make me the Fifth Mizukage, but you've also given me all this meat... is there something you'd like me to do for you?"
As she spoke, she leaned in close, rubbing against Menma as if trying to entice him, or perhaps simply showing her devotion.
But Menma didn't dare underestimate Mei.
She was the Fifth Mizukage, after all. Even after a month of 'training,' her submission was mostly due to fear of his strength.
Menma ruffled Mei's hair and grinned. "Of course. I like my maid. The stronger my maid is, the more she can help her master."
"Wow, Master is so amazing! Who could possibly stand against you!?" Mei playfully feigned surprise as she looked at Menma.
Menma's expression darkened. "Don't forget the mysterious figure who controlled the Fourth Mizukage."
Mei's heart tensed.
Of course, she hadn't forgotten.
That mysterious Uchiha clan member had manipulated the Fourth Mizukage, nearly destroying Kirigakure by wiping out entire clans and leaving the village on the brink of collapse.
So Menma's true enemy was that person. That thought gave Mei a sense of relief... She had been worried that Menma might be trying to control her in order to take over Kirigakure, but from what she had seen over the past month, Menma didn't seem interested in the village itself. Instead, he was focused on his own training and abilities.
As Mei pondered these thoughts, a sudden, unfamiliar sensation surged through her, making her face flush and a soft moan escape her lips.
"Master, you..."
Menma scooped Mei into his arms, feeling the stiffness of her body. He couldn't help but grin. "Fifth Mizukage-dono, I just gave you such a generous gift. Don't you think you should give me a little something in return?"
As he spoke, he lowered his head and placed a kiss on Mei's enticing chest.
Mei's body tensed even more. In this month of serving Menma, they had never been so intimate before. She instinctively wanted to push him away but thought of the gifts he had given her, the meat he had provided, and the fact that he hadn't interfered with Kirigakure at all.
A flood of complicated emotions washed over her, making the mature woman's face flush even redder. In the end, she shyly closed her eyes.
Menma grinned and, carrying the mature onee-san in his arms, stepped through the space gate.
(End of Chapter)
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