Toki had expected to see a panicked expression on Makoto's face.
However, upon hearing this, Makoto simply laughed.
"I'm not interested in a double suicide with you."
With a 'pop', Makoto pulled out.
Toki was stunned.
Makoto, barefoot, walked to the edge of the balcony and called down, "Moeha, come here for a moment."
Before long, Moeha walked in.
She was the youngest of the three Fujiwara sisters and Makoto's number one fangirl.
She was wearing pink pajamas, her hair slightly disheveled, clearly about to go to sleep.
"Makoto-nii, what's up?"
She rubbed her eyes, then saw Kozuki Toki sitting collapsed on the tatami, naked, her body covered in black spots, and Makoto, also naked, with spots on the back of his hand.
Her eyes widened.
"Makoto-nii! You've been poisoned?!"
"Yeah, a small problem."
Makoto put his arm around Moeha and, under Toki's shocked gaze, leaned in and kissed her.
Their lips met, tongues intertwined, exchanging saliva.
They even made a string.
Toki was completely dumbfounded.
'What? He was about to die, and he was still interested in doing this?'
She watched the two kiss passionately, oblivious to her, watching the glistening saliva stretch into thin strands between their lips, and momentarily forgot the pain in her own body.
"You... you're about to die! Don't harm others!"
Toki couldn't bear it and shouted.
She wanted to kill Makoto, but she didn't want to involve innocent people.
It should be noted, Makoto's body was already infected with the Amiudake poison. Doing this with Moeha could easily transmit the poison to her.
However—
What happened next was astonishing.
The black spots on the back of Makoto's hand began to fade at a visible rate.
One, two, three...
Like pencil marks erased by an eraser, they disappeared completely in an instant.
Toki's pupils shrank sharply.
"How is that possible?"
Makoto released Moeha, whose face was flushed, turned around, and smilingly introduced her to Toki, "My wife, Fujiwara Moeha, user of the Paramecia-type Heal-Heal Fruit."
Toki's face instantly turned pale.
"Heal-Heal Fruit..."
"That's right."
Makoto said cheerfully.
"The bodily fluids of the user who eats the Heal-Heal Fruit have healing properties, capable of curing all diseases and poisons in the world."
"Of course, including the poison from your so-called poisonous mushroom."
Toki collapsed to the ground, her soul seemingly drained.
She never expected that her meticulously planned 'mutual destruction' would be so effortlessly neutralized.
Earlier, when Makoto and his group were traveling from Flower Capital to Loguetown in the East Blue to watch the execution, they had turned back halfway because they received news that his men had found the Heal-Heal Fruit.
With his omniscient perspective, Makoto knew that twenty years later, the little princess of the Tontatta Tribe living in Dressrosa possessed this ability.
So Makoto had specifically kept an eye on the Tontatta tribe. Once they discovered the Heal-Heal Fruit, he would intercept it.
Clearly, Makoto's scheme had succeeded.
At the time, Makoto had also considered letting Alice, Erina, who had been with him for a long time, or Yui eat this Devil Fruit.
However, the Nakiri sisters struggled with it for a long time and ultimately didn't agree.
Although the Heal-Heal Fruit's ability was quite powerful, once you ate it, you would be forever relegated to support.
After all, Tsunade once said something very reasonable… Medical-Nin must never be on the front lines.
In the end, Makoto chose Moeha, whose combat talent was far inferior to her sisters and who was content to be a little vase.
Just then, Moeha, who was getting into the mood, threw herself back into Makoto's arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes hazy.
"Makoto-nii, the poison in your body is quite potent. You should take more."
With that, Moeha cupped Makoto's face and pressed her lips to his again.
The two exchanged saliva continuously.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
Finally, the poison in Makoto's body was completely gone.
His skin returned to its normal color, not a single spot left on the back of his hand.
But—
Moeha clearly didn't want to end things so simply.
She lay down on the tatami of her own accord, lifted her nightgown, and looked at Makoto with hazy eyes.
"Makoto-nii... to prevent the poison from recurring... I think you still need to... take more... there's more fluid here..."
Just then, the poison in Toki's body had become very severe.
She knelt on the ground in pain, clutching her chest, her forehead covered in cold sweat.
The black spots had spread to her neck and face. Her breathing was becoming increasingly difficult.
Makoto glanced at her. "It would be a shame to let this woman die just like that."
Moeha pouted, somewhat reluctantly. "Even if I used my mouth, I wouldn't have enough."
Curing Toki's severe poisoning would consume a lot of her saliva.
Makoto thought for a moment, then asked a question that made Moeha's heart race and her face flush.
"Moeha, do you need to go to the bathroom?"
Moeha was stunned for a moment, then understood what Makoto meant. Her face turned bright red in an instant.
"Makoto-nii, you're so bad."
A few hours later, Makoto called Nayuta over.
He pointed at Toki, who was sprawled limply on the floor, emitting a strange odor, barely alive, and said to Nayuta, "Erase this woman's memories."
Nayuta covered her nose, a look of disgust on her face as she stepped back two paces.
"What's that smell? It's so awful!"
Makoto patted Nayuta's head, his tone leaving no room for argument.
"Just do it."
Nayuta's eyes twinkled, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned.
"Then I'm going to be on top tomorrow night."
Although he knew this girl would definitely make demands, Makoto still agreed.
"Fine."
But Nayuta wasn't satisfied yet. She added another condition.
"You also have to call me Mom."
Smack!
Makoto slapped her on the rear and said irritably, "Don't push your luck."