The massage went quickly, though the Uchiha's technique still fell short of the Hyuga's Gentle Fist.
Afterward, Oto Uchiha did not hurry to leave. Instead, she stayed in the bedroom, rummaging around for things while asking what it had felt like to be possessed by Moryo.
Beads of sweat appeared on Zou Hyuga's nose. He chuckled, trying to brush the matter aside.
Turning around, Oto Uchiha walked over to Zou Hyuga on tiptoe and stared at him. "Zou, Moryo seemed to say you liked me. Is that true?"
"..." After stammering for a while, Zou Hyuga said solemnly, "You absolutely cannot trust anything Moryo says. He's our enemy, and he even wanted to steal your body."
"Is that so..." Oto Uchiha circled the bed several times, studying Zou Hyuga for a long while before saying, "Good, then. Even if you liked me, I... I wouldn't like you back. Give up!"
Zou Hyuga felt a little awkward. Rubbing his nose, he said, "Let's set that aside for now. Whether I like you or not, you're always coming over here. What difference would it make?"
"Ah, well..." Oto Uchiha turned her back to him, hiding her shifting expression.
After a moment of silence, Zou Hyuga seemed to remember something as he lay in bed. "Where did Shisui go? We can't let him tell the Third about Moryo. That would cause a lot of trouble."
Putting aside some of her embarrassment, Oto Uchiha grew serious again and said:
"Don't worry. I've already told Shisui what he should and shouldn't say. Dealing with the Masked Man isn't just the Uchiha's business, but the higher-ups have no right to interfere in matters between you and me."
Zou Hyuga nodded. He trusted Oto to handle things.
After all these years of guidance, Oto had long since