After listening to Stussy's report, Adams raised an eyebrow. Though this intelligence was an utter disaster for the people of Dressrosa—or rather, for that nation about to become the Celestial Dragons' plaything—it was precisely the opportunity he had been waiting for.
After a brief moment of thought, he replied into the receiver:
"You did well, Stussy. Thanks for the effort. You can come back now."
The Den Den Mushi's expression immediately turned resentful.
"My, my~ I didn't expect you to still want me to come back. I thought you'd gotten tired of playing with me, which was why you deliberately sent me away on this long and boring assignment?"
Adams smiled silently and soothed her.
"How could that be? Don't overthink it. Come back soon. I miss you."
He knew Stussy's temperament. If he did not put an end to the topic, she would most likely use it as an excuse to keep whining and acting spoiled. After comforting her, he decisively hung up.
As he placed the receiver back onto the Den Den Mushi's shell and was about to get up, Adams suddenly felt someone tightly hug his arm. A soft, springy sensation pressed against the outside of it.
Looking down, he saw that Ulti had woken up at some point. Her watery eyes gazed up at him pitifully.
Not only was she hugging his arm, but she was also deliberately—or perhaps seemingly unintentionally—pressing her ample chest against it and rubbing lightly.
"Darling♡, don't be in such a hurry to leave~ I still want more~"
Adams looked at the face before him, which had shed its youthful immaturity and fully blossomed into the allure of a mature woman, and was speechless.
Ulti's special bloodline was simply ridiculous. Every other woman beside him had been exhausted into limp puddles after