The chaotic battle was over.
Saeko stood on the ruins of Impel Down's main gate. The hem of her black military uniform fluttered gently in the wind. Her face was stained with a few dried bloodstains, impossible to tell if they were hers or the enemy's.
She took out her phone, called Makoto, and briefly reported the situation at Impel Down... many of the imprisoned heavy criminals had all escaped.
Although after the battle, weaker heavy criminals like Shou Tucker and Gabi had been recaptured, stronger ones like Sukuna and Otsutsuki Momoshiki had gotten away.
Makoto, currently lying in Tsuki's bed with a naked Mitsuki standing at the foot of the bed, listened to Saeko's report and comforted her. "It's okay. I'll be right there."
With that, he hung up the phone, got out of bed, and began to dress.
Tsuki pulled the blanket up to cover her chest, lying on her side propped up on one arm, looking at Makoto with concern. "Will there be trouble?"
The whole world knew that Impel Down held many heavy criminals. The damage these people could cause to society if they escaped was unimaginable.
Makoto hooked her chin and gave her a gentle peck on the lips. Leaving a 'don't worry' smile, he got up and left.
The room fell completely silent.
Tsuki and Mitsuki looked at each other.
After a few seconds, Mitsuki suddenly realized... her son was also locked up in Impel Down!
So how was that kid doing?
Was he still there, or had he escaped too?
Her face turned pale. She scrambled to pick up her clothes from the floor and put them on one by one, fastening her buttons wrong several times.
Tsuki also didn't have the heart to savor the afterglow. She quickly cleaned up, preparing to inform her two daughters living in Makoto's palace.
The Nohara Family.
Misae lay on her side in front of the TV, one hand propping up her head, the other shoving snacks into her mouth.
Chip crumbs fell from the corner of her mouth, landing on her noticeably bulging belly.
She was thirty-two years old. She always complained about gaining weight, but every time she saw snacks, she couldn't help herself.
Three-year-old Himawari lay beside her, in the exact same pose as her mother, her right hand propping up her head, her left hand holding snacks.
All you can say is, like mother, like daughter.
On TV was a melodrama co-starring the two most popular actresses in the Nishikawa Nation, Sakurajima Mai and Nakano Ichika...
[Home Temptation]. (T/N: It's a Chinese TV Drama from 2011.)
The male lead, Hong Shixian, was played by Makoto. As before, ordinary scenes were done by a shadow clone. Only when it came to kissing scenes and bed scenes did the real person go.
It was extremely melodramatic, but deeply loved by the majority of women... oh no, the majority of the public.
Even many men, who had never even seen the show, were familiar with the classic line 'You're so slutty', said by Makoto's Hong Shixian to Ichika's Ai Li.
Just as the drama reached a critical moment, the TV screen suddenly cut.
The station's chief news anchor, Mizunashi Rena, appeared on the screen, her expression serious.
"We interrupt this program with a breaking news announcement. Half an hour ago, a large number of Anomalies attacked Impel Down, a maximum-security prison located in the border region of the Nishikawa Nation, resulting in the escape of numerous heavy criminals. We urge all citizens to avoid going out alone in the near future. If you encounter any suspicious individuals, please contact the police and the Hero Association immediately..."
Misae's chip hovered in mid-air, forgotten.
Himawari also sat up.
Even they immediately realized this was a very serious matter.
"Will big brother be okay?" Himawari muttered to herself, worried.
Although the siblings usually screwed each other over, they actually cared about each other.
Rena turned her head to look off-camera. "Commander, please say a few words to the audience."
Makoto walked into the shot and sat down beside Mizunashi Rena.
In front of countless televisions, a wave of immense reassurance surged in the hearts of millions of people simultaneously.
The only protagonist who could provide such a strong sense of security just by appearing was probably Kakarot from the Dragon Ball World.
Not that kind of idiot protagonist whose fans, every time he enters a new map, can only worry about whether he'll get beaten up by a random roadside thug.
(Note: Hmm? I was talking about Satoshi. Who did you think I meant, Monkey D. Luffy?)
Himawari clasped her hands in front of her chest, her eyes sparkling. "So handsome... Commander!"
Misae was also swooning.
Then she looked at her young daughter, who had an infatuated expression, and couldn't help blinking, 'In another decade or so, I could offer this girl up too, right?'
To be honest, if the age gap weren't so big, she wouldn't mind her youngest daughter getting involved with Makoto.
But these two were almost twenty years apart. Wasn't that a bit inappropriate?
Makoto faced the camera. His voice seemed to carry a magical power that made the audience before their TVs calm down involuntarily.
"Everyone, don't worry. We'll handle all of this."
After saying this, Makoto paused briefly. His previously warm smile suddenly became extremely dangerous. He pointed his index finger directly at the camera.
"Also, I'd like to take this opportunity to say something to those idiots who escaped... get your asses back here right now! If you do, I'll give you your original treatment. If I have to catch you later, I promise you will experience pain worse than death."
With that, Makoto got up and left.
The TV screen returned to the original melodrama.
On screen, Hong Shixian was whispering sweet nothings to Aili, but Misae had lost interest.
"I'm sure it'll be fine..."
She muttered to herself, got up from the tatami, went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and looked inside.
"I'll buy extra groceries tonight. We'll stay in for the near future."
Then, Misae picked up her phone and called her husband. "Honey, come home early from work today."
After finishing the news broadcast, Makoto was about to head to Impel Down.
Passing a corner in the hallway, he happened to run into Mai and Ichika, who were on their way to a talk show.
Ichika saw Makoto and threw herself into his arms like a homing pigeon, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her face to his chest. "Makoto, that drama we're doing is really popular lately."
Makoto nodded and said seriously, "Mm, mainly because you act so slutty."
Ichika's face turned bright red. She looked up from his chest and punched him in annoyance. "You're the slutty one."
"Makoto."
Mai walked over. The hem of her white dress fluttered gently with her steps.
Her expression was much calmer than Ichika's, but the tips of her red ears betrayed her feelings.
Makoto nodded and pulled her into his arms with his other hand.
He lowered his head and kissed the two girls alternately on their red lips.
Ichika's lips were slightly swollen from kissing. A trace of moisture lingered at the corner of Mai's mouth.
Although Makoto had pursued the mother first, after all these years, his relationship with Mai, as the daughter, had smoothly developed.
After all, they had done so many kissing scenes together. If you kiss that much, feelings are bound to develop.
Only after both girls' lips were a bit swollen did Makoto release them.
"I need to go to Impel Down. You two go about your business."
The two girls obediently nodded and stood by the hallway, watching Makoto leave.