"Brother-in-law?"
Tatsumaki was instantly dumbfounded.
Watching Fubuki call him "brother-in-law" so smoothly, she clearly had trouble processing it.
Especially that full, swaying posture as she rubbed against him—it made Tatsumaki's eyes go wide.
All this time, because of her sister-complex, an invisible wall had stood between her and Fubuki.
It had forcibly kept the two of them apart.
It could be said that, until now, let alone having Fubuki's chest brushing against her arm—
they had probably never even held hands.
Yet Qin Yu, whom she regarded as a husband in name only, had accomplished it.
If she had not seen it with her own eyes, Tatsumaki would never have believed that Fubuki's relationship with Qin Yu could develop to this extent in just a single day.
"You little brat, if you're worried about Fubuki, just say so!"
Qin Yu smiled warmly.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, he withdrew that envy-inducing arm.
The next moment, beneath Bushidrill's ghostly expression, he reached out and tapped Tatsumaki's smooth, clean forehead.
"Also, your worry is written all over your face. Shouldn't you dismiss that formation in the sky?"
"If you have a bad mood swing, you might cause destruction worse than a Dragon-level monster!"
His not-so-loud voice echoed across the ruins.
At those words, Bushidrill, standing nearby, nodded repeatedly like a pecking chicken.
However, at this moment, the one he was worried about was Uchiha Qin Yu.
Facing Tatsumaki, that terrifying being ranked second among S-Class heroes, he was truly afraid that Qin Yu's frivolous action would make Tatsumaki explode in anger.
And that she would directly drop everything floating in the sky.
That would be a nightmare.
"You!"
Tatsumaki choked with anger.
However, looking at the smiling Uchiha Qin Yu and Fubuki hiding behind him, she gritted her teeth.
She resentfully dodged Qin