Mei Terumi walked into the room and closed the door, her mind uncontrollably beginning to conjure up some strange scenes.
She looked at the woman hanging there. Although she could not make out her face, her figure was stunning, and she seemed to be around Mei's age.
Had Gekkō Raito always liked this mature, older-woman type?
That made sense. Conquering a charming, mature woman like me would surely give him more of a sense of accomplishment!
"Why are you looking at me like that? Your eyes look weird."
Mei Terumi's stare made Gekkō Raito's skin crawl. There was something very wrong with the way this woman was looking at him now.
Mei Terumi suddenly giggled, swaying her hips as she walked up to Gekkō Raito and stretched out a slender finger to trace little circles on his chest.
"Little Raito~ I really underestimated you."
"You usually look so well-behaved. I never imagined you were having such thrilling fun behind my back!"
"If you really want to play, you could always come to me~"
Gekkō Raito froze for a moment, utterly baffled.
Play? Play what?
What kind of garbage filled this woman's head?
Could she have failed to recognize Tsunade?
That made sense. Although the Sannin were famous, not everyone had seen them in person. Besides, with Tsunade tied up in such a humiliating position, she really was hard to recognize.
"You do have good taste. That figure really is top-notch."
Mei Terumi looked over the suspended Tsunade and delivered her appraisal with an air of seriousness.
Gekkō Raito helplessly covered his forehead and sighed. "Ah!"
"Do you really not know who she is?"
"Who is she? Should I know her?" Mei Terumi looked blank.
Gekkō Raito calmly supplied a name. "She's Tsunade."
"Tsunade? That name sounds a little familiar... Wait!"