Turmoil in the Land of Water

The ninja villages were as good as finished; their fate had already been sealed.

What did draw attention was the technological development of the Land of Fire. In just a few years, the Daimyo of the Land of Fire had poured enormous sums into scientific research, and now they could actually build spacecraft.

Peach Country had spent more than a decade building its spacecraft back then. As for the Land of Fire's speed of development, Shiraishi Yoshijo could only say one word: impressive!

They were fucking rich!

But it made sense. Peach Country had been constrained by funding back then, so its research had proceeded in fits and starts, whereas the Land of Fire had never had financial problems.

Come to think of it, it was strange. He had sucked so much blood from the Land of Fire, yet it was like a bottomless abyss; its economy had never once declined.

The thought irritated Shiraishi Yoshijo, and his movements became even more violent. Terumi Mei's eyes rolled back, and she clearly lost consciousness.

By the time Terumi Mei regained consciousness, Shiraishi Yoshijo had long since vanished.

Faced with the mess on her body, the drenched sheets, and several puddles on the floor, Terumi Mei remained dazed for a long time.

"Bastard."

Two months later, Terumi Mei became pregnant.

Once the child was born, the woman finally accepted her fate and completely fell into becoming Shiraishi Yoshijo's toy.

Night.

After the Daimyo of the Land of Water finished dinner, an attendant wiped his mouth and asked, "My lord, which madam's chambers will you visit tonight?"

"I'm getting tired of it. I haven't been in the mood lately."

The Daimyo of the Land of Water sighed softly and rubbed his lower back.

Thanks to Shiraishi Yoshijo, although he was already advanced