On the other end of the transponder snail, Monet listened to Sugar's tearful narration with a speechless expression. The idea of the Young Master going crazy, as Sugar described, seemed utterly absurd to Monet.
Monet's voice was as cold as ice: "Everything the Young Master does is for your own good. You need to be obedient. I'm very busy." With that, she hung up the transponder snail without hesitation.
With a 'click,' the sound was particularly jarring in the silence. Sugar looked at the transponder snail in front of her, as if her soul had been pulled out, thinking that her sister no longer loved her.
Dellinger and Jora were whispering furtively to each other, "It seems the Young Master really is the submissive one. He's so hesitant even with just a kiss." Their initial excitement vanished, replaced by disappointment. Is that all?
Orochimaru stared at the transponder snail with interest. "It's Monet, isn't it? She's with Caesar. How about the things you promised me?" With that, Orochimaru reached out and turned Doflamingo's face, looking directly into his eyes.
Doflamingo was a bit depressed, but he couldn't show it: "You really know everything. I'm very curious about your sources. The items are with me; I'll give them to you in a few days."
Orochimaru raised an eyebrow, surprised that the other party was so cooperative. He had originally thought he wouldn't get them until he left.
Orochimaru opened the lover manual, which read (Rule Four: When the patron is feeling down, the lover can, depending on their mood, give the patron a loving pat).
A loving pat? Orochimaru could only think of one scene, an action he had witnessed firsthand and found deeply impressive.
Orochimaru gently caressed Doflamingo's face, pinching his chin, then tilted his head back and lightly kissed his forehead.
ʕ • ̫ ͡ • ོ ʔ • ̫ ͡ • ཻ ʕ • ̫ ͡ • ʔ • ͓ ͡ • ʔ
In an instant, the previously somewhat noisy Executives/Cadres fell silent.
"Wow… the Young Master got kissed… the Young Master who didn't get to kiss someone got kissed!" Dellinger swayed excitedly, shouting silently in his mind.
Diamante and a few other high-ranking Executives/Cadres covered their faces, thinking, "Young Master, if you don't make a move, you really will be the submissive one! You are a King…"
Doflamingo's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and he swallowed with difficulty, a flicker of imperceptible desire in his eyes.
"Do you know what you're doing?" Doflamingo's voice was a bit hoarse, carrying a suppressed undercurrent.
Orochimaru opened the manual in his hand and glanced at it casually.
"A reward for a disheartened patron. Isn't this a necessary quality for a lover? After all, you still have to spend money to buy me experimental equipment, so I need to butter you up in advance."
Thinking of his experimental equipment, Orochimaru's lips curved into a faint, almost imperceptible smile. As the King of the underworld, Joker should have a lot of good stuff.
Doflamingo watched the person's casual demeanor, feeling his sanity teetering at that moment. His hand unconsciously clenched and unclenched, and for a split second,
He truly wanted to tear this damned manual into shreds.
How could this guy say such extremely ambiguous words with such a cold yet alluring expression?
Doflamingo took a deep breath, as if to forcibly push that fire of desire back into the depths of his heart, gritting his teeth, he squeezed out a single word from his throat: "Buy!" His voice seemed to carry a sense of unwilling compromise.
Orochimaru leaned close to Doflamingo's ear, his warm breath lightly brushing against him, and whispered, "Good boy."
Doflamingo's body trembled slightly, the fire of desire in his eyes no longer suppressible. He abruptly reached out and wrapped his arm around Orochimaru's slender waist, pulling him tightly against himself, Doflamingo gritted his teeth.
"Shut up…" Doflamingo noticed his loss of composure and looked around, wanting to throw Orochimaru out. He suddenly realized that his subordinates had such indescribable appearances, there was no one who could share the burden of his frustration.
Gritting his teeth, he spat out a "Dismissed," then grabbed Orochimaru and turned to leave.
Once Doflamingo's figure was out of sight, Dellinger's eyes glowed red.
"Eek… did the Young Master just get an erection?"
Lao G coughed, his mouth twitching, trying hard to straighten his back.
"Dellinger… a fighting fish's eyesight isn't meant to be used like that, and the Young Master is a normal man too."
Orochimaru, whose arm was caught in Doffy's elbow, looked at the suddenly agitated Doflamingo with an expressionless face, thinking that Doffy's self-control was a bit poor and he needed to take some medicine.
The embarrassed Doflamingo even used his abilities, returning instantly to the King's bedroom. Orochimaru, who was thrown onto the bed, was full of questions, bored, and began to flip through that manual again??? Strange, what about the rest?
Looking at the blank page that followed, Orochimaru was momentarily stunned. He flipped all the way to the last page, only to see "Insufficient material, abandoned" written there.
Orochimaru was speechless for a moment. Sure enough, he couldn't trust Jiraiya. What 'insufficient material'? He was completely unreliable. Besides, with how poor he was, he probably couldn't afford a lover anyway. All his money was probably spent at brothels. He was a fool to believe Jiraiya could write anything good.
Orochimaru casually tossed the book into the trash can, then sat cross-legged on the bed and began to condense Chakra.
As soon as he closed his eyes, he heard movement. Opening his eyes, he saw Doflamingo, covered in steam, walking out wrapped in a bath towel.
Orochimaru stared at him unblinkingly and slowly said, "Doffy, under normal circumstances, a male's physiological response should last between 20 and 30 minutes. You need to take medicine."
"I was taking a shower!" Doflamingo gritted his teeth in anger, glaring at the "detestable" snake on the bed.
"You shouldn't avoid treatment," Orochimaru said calmly, pulling out a small notebook and scribbling. At the same time, he asked, "How long has this been going on? When did it last occur? What was the longest duration, and the shortest? What's the approximate frequency? Once I've bought the experimental equipment tomorrow, as my patron, I can prioritize concocting a remedy for you."
"I was taking a shower!!" Doflamingo's face flushed red, and he emphasized it again, raising his voice.
Orochimaru frowned, thinking that the current situation was as tricky as a patient not cooperating with treatment.
He felt he needed a Chopper.
Looking at the uncooperative person, Orochimaru could only walk towards Doflamingo, raising his palm and placing it on the other party's abdomen (there was no other way, his height only reached there).
"A cold shower? But the body is still hot. Is it because of spring?" Orochimaru murmured to himself, looking at the bath towel in front of him, and actually reached out to pull it.
Doflamingo quickly grabbed the bath towel, cursing inwardly: Damn it, doesn't this snake know his face is pointing this way? What is he trying to do?
"What are you doing?!" Doflamingo's voice almost cracked. He couldn't remember the last time he had been so flustered.
"An examination. How can I formulate medicine if I don't confirm the situation?" Orochimaru remained indifferent, completely unaware of any impropriety in his actions.
Doflamingo suddenly reached out, and in an instant, countless thin threads shot out like agile snakes, tightly coiling around Orochimaru, bundling him into a "chrysalis" with only his head exposed in the blink of an eye.
Congratulations to Orochimaru for once again receiving the sealed package.
Doflamingo picked up this "chrysalis," threw it onto the bed, and angrily roared, "Sleep!"
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