"I believe in your abilities, Fubuki. Go now."
Seeing the complete trust in Dotō's eyes as he spoke these words, Fubuki ultimately puffed out her well-developed chest and vowed to accomplish the mission without fail!
Then, under Dotō's piercing gaze that seemed to say, "Don't you dare disappoint me," Fubuki turned and left his bedroom.
Not long after Fubuki had departed and Dotō had just lain down to sleep, his door was gently pushed open once more.
A large, burly, and round shadow silently slipped inside.
The figure quietly closed the door and removed their armor—though somewhat clumsily, the motions were still executed in one smooth sequence.
Then, this rather stout shadow tiptoed toward Dotō's inner chamber.
At that moment, perhaps due to years of ingrained caution, Dotō suddenly sensed something and snapped awake, his eyes flying open!
The instant he opened his eyes, Dotō saw Tōyū Hyōga—dressed only in a black bodysuit, his face bruised and swollen—standing awkwardly by his bedside and fidgeting!
"My lord... I... I'm here... for that...?"
Dotō was utterly baffled by Hyōga's strange demeanor—hands clasped nervously, body swaying awkwardly, eyes darting around, exuding an indescribably bizarre aura.
'...What the hell is this idiot doing here?'
Misinterpreting Dotō's silence as tacit approval, Hyōga swallowed hard, gritted his teeth, and steeled his resolve!
The next moment, he lunged forward.
"My lord! Then I'll really go for it now!"
"Huh?"
Before Dotō could even process what was happening, he felt it—
His first kiss of the day... was gone!
In that instant, Kazahana Dotō's mind went blank.
The next moment, Hyōga was sent flying off the bed by a furious, disgusted Dotō with a powerful kick!
Thud!
"You... you... you...!"
Fuming with rage, Dotō pointed at Hyōga, who had been knocked to the floor, but couldn't form a complete sentence.
In fact... the mere memory of what had just happened made his stomach churn.
'Ugh...!!'
"My lord, are you alright?"
Seeing Dotō hunched over the bedside, puking violently, the ever-dutiful Hyōga quickly scrambled up and began "gently" patting his back.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The force of the pats made Dotō feel as if his internal organs were being rearranged.
"Stop patting me!"
"Oh... right!"
Hyōga immediately withdrew his hands and stepped back, bowing respectfully as he awaited further orders from his lord.
By now, Dotō had mostly finished vomiting.
Wiping the saliva from his lips, he glared at Hyōga with venomous eyes, his voice dripping with hatred as he muttered,
"You... you (dared to) kiss me... on the lips!"
Hyōga froze.
'...Is my lord really that twisted?'
'Didn't he just finish throwing up?'
Glancing at the unidentifiable mess on the floor, Hyōga felt his own stomach turn—especially at the thought of Dotō's recent vomiting.
The idea of going in for another kiss was almost unbearable!
'Damn it!'
Gritting his teeth, Hyōga squeezed his eyes shut, leaned down, and puckered his thick lips, ready to go for it again.
There was no choice—this was all for job security!
But then...
'Ugh...!!'
Suddenly, he was vomiting all over Dotō's head, leaving his entire face pixelated, Tōyū Hyōga wiped his mouth and apologized.
"Sorry, my lord, I couldn't hold it in."
Staring at Tōyū Hyōga, who had inexplicably puckered his lips before abruptly vomiting on him, Dotō remained silent for a very, very long time.
"Shall we continue, my lord? It's a bit disgusting, but I'll try my best to endure!"
"Let's—"
Before Dotō could finish his sentence—which was meant to be "Let's continue, my ass!"—the overwhelmingly foul taste made him vomit again.
Blegh...!
"My lord..." Hyōga covered his nose in disgust and turned his face away.
"No matter what, this situation is just... ugh... Blegh...!"
At this sight, Dotō was already seething with murderous intent!
If only he weren't still vomoting, he would have repaid the humiliation tenfold right then and there!
...
After being brutally beaten and covered in filth, Tōyū Hyōga was forcefully kicked out the door by Dotō.
He lay face-down in the snow, silently contemplating for a long, long time.
The lord said that look wasn't meant for me?
Then who was it for?
After much deliberation, Hyōga suddenly realized—
It was for Nadare! (another dude)
That's right!
It must have been for Nadare!
Having reached this conclusion, Hyōga hurriedly got up, ignoring the filth still clinging to him, and stumbled back the way he came.
'My good brother Nadare doesn't know yet! I have to deliver the message quickly!'
'I must tell him Lord Dotō is still waiting for him tonight!'
Meanwhile, Dotō, unable to bear the sight or smell of his ruined bedroom, had retreated to the living room.
Wiping the pixelated mess from his head with a towel, he tried to rest.
Just thinking about that stupid man made Dotō feel utterly defeated.
Though he wanted nothing more than to kill Hyōga on the spot, after careful consideration, he held back.
After all, Hyōga was one of the three most respected Snow Ninjas.
Acting against him might arouse suspicion among the ranks.
And Dotō still needed those gullible Snow Ninjas on his side!
Knock knock—
"Enter."
Hearing the response from inside, Rōga Nadare was now almost entirely convinced by what his good brother Hyōga had told him!
'Lord Dotō really is waiting for me!'
'Damn it! I completely missed the lord's earlier signal—how careless of me!'
Filled with regret, Nadare steeled his resolve.
Tonight, he would make up for his mistake and earn the lord's forgiveness!
Though it was his first time, he would serve the lord well!
Yes! For the sake of his position!
With that, Nadare gently pushed the door open.
Under Dotō's bewildered gaze, he quietly closed the door behind him and began slowly removing his Chakra Armor.
Watching as Nadare, now clad only in a tight bodysuit, approached him step by step, Dotō grew wary.
"Nadare, what are you—"
Before he could finish, Dotō realized in horror that Nadare was covering his mouth, looking like he was about to lose control.
Dotō tried to dodge, but... it was too late.
'Blegh...!!'
About two seconds later, Nadare wiped his mouth and bowed apologetically at the pixelated mess before him.
"My deepest apologies, Lord Dotō! The smell in this room was simply unbearable, and I couldn't hold it in!"
One second, two seconds... An eerie silence filled the air.
"I... I..."
Before he could finish a complete sentence, Dotō's eyes rolled back as he completely lost consciousness.
"Lord Dotō! Pull yourself together! Ugh...!"
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