"The weather's been getting colder. Shall I turn on the heating?" Dave asked, looking at the two men in the back through the rearview mirror.
"Sure." Danzo nodded, resting with his eyes closed.
Beside him, that country bumpkin Raikage A was dumbfounded again...
Dave turned on the heating. Gradually, Raikage A felt the car growing warmer... This... what a strange contraption...
Danzo opened his one eye and glanced at the country bumpkin Raikage.
"Raikage, lie back and relax for a while. We're still some distance from the Hokage Building." Danzo smiled and tapped a button beneath his seat with his foot. The seat he was leaning against slowly reclined, lowering him with it...
Then several mechanical arms slowly emerged from beneath Danzo's seat, massaging and kneading him with carefully controlled pressure.
The Raikage stared, dumbstruck... This... this... what the hell were all these things...?
"No thanks, Hokage. Hmph, you certainly know how to indulge yourself. How can a shinobi be so lax?" the Raikage said disdainfully, struggling to preserve his dignity.
Dave glanced at the Raikage through the rearview mirror and activated the button beneath his seat from the front console.
Even if I worked myself to death, died out there, or jumped out of this car, I, the Raikage, would never lie back and enjoy this!
Ah~ that felt good!
The technique and pressure of those mechanical arms were absolutely first-rate.
Looking at the Raikage lying beside him, eyes tightly shut in bliss, Danzo exchanged a smile with Dave through the rearview mirror.
The Hokage's car was custom-made exclusively for him, equipped with every imaginable feature. There were even several rocket launchers stowed by the Hokage's back seat... The car was also blastproof, moistureproof, and ninjutsu-proof. A single car like this cost well over a billion at the