Nico Robin pouted unhappily, but a child's curiosity was hard to suppress. Thinking that Mousse had already shown his Devil Fruit ability first, she figured she was not really at a disadvantage, so she nodded weakly in agreement.
Agreement was agreement, but she was still upset. Nico Robin noticed that Mousse's freshly shaved head gleamed with oil and looked rather nice to touch, so—
After a loud smack, Mousse rubbed the back of his head speechlessly and complained, "Why do you girls all like hitting people on the back of the head? Is it that fun?"
Then he immediately felt a soft little hand stroke the top of his head, while Nico Robin's playful voice sounded beside his ear. "Who told you to shave your head? It just looks so nice to touch~"
This time, however, Mousse reacted much faster. Before the two arms Robin had "bloomed" could vanish, he grabbed them in one motion and retaliated by stroking one of those arms as well.
"Mhm, mhm, your little hands feel nice too~" Hearing Mousse's seemingly flirtatious words, Nico Robin's little face flushed red again. Then, without holding back, she threw the handsy, foul-mouthed boy over her back and slammed him onto the ground.
Mousse had trained before, and his child's body was light. He did not even grunt from the fall, and still had the mood to savor the sensation from before. "It really feels exactly the same as a real one!"
So Mousse wanted to confirm whether arms Robin created would differ from her real body after being injured. Naturally, he had to discuss it with her first. Otherwise, if Robin misunderstood and panicked enough to strangle him, it would be game over.
"I'll just poke it once. I promise I'll be gentle, just once~"
After much pleading,