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"He did something to you too, didn't he?"

Naomi silently grumbled in her heart, becoming more convinced that Genrou had also used his "Steal" skill on Gion.

But, being under someone else's roof, she didn't dare say that out loud.

After all, it was obvious to anyone that Gion was not in a good mood.

"W-Well… it wasn't that serious. I mean… it's just that…"

"Just what?"

"It's just… that man used some strange ability and stole something from me…"

"He stole something? Treasure? A weapon?"

"Geez, don't make me say it out loud!"

Naomi gave Gion a resentful glare. In her view, if Gion had gone through something similar, she should know exactly what Naomi meant.

"Oh, you mean your underwear, panties, and your bow? What's the big deal?"

"By the way, Naomi, you didn't perform the way a proper sniper should've in that fight."

"If you hadn't lost your composure just because your clothes were stolen, maybe your weapon wouldn't have been taken either."

"And if you'd done your job as a sniper, maybe we wouldn't have lost our boss."

"A sniper who gets her weapon taken—then used against her? If I were you, I wouldn't have the face to keep living."

At that moment, Psycho-P suddenly chimed in.

"Huh? He stole her… private clothing?"

Gion abruptly turned her head and stared at Psycho-P.

In just one second, a full-colored mental drama played out in her mind.

She even snuck a glance at Naomi's thighs, trying to see if she had that "正" character drawn there too.

"You idiot, Psycho-P! What nonsense are you spewing?!"

Naomi's face turned beet red as she jumped up and pointed at her partner.

"You saw that guy's power! He could casually take the boss's punch and kick him flying!"

"His stealing ability is too weird—I had no way to defend against it!"

"Can you imagine your clothes suddenly vanishing? Could you fight under that kind of stress?!"

"And you! If your invisibility had actually worked against him, maybe we could've ambushed them properly and won!"

Psycho-P's temple veins bulged. He was about to get up and argue with Naomi when—

"Enough! Both of you, shut it!"

Bang! Gion slammed her hand on the interrogation table and stood up, glaring directly at Naomi.

"You. Come with me. There's something I want to speak with you about privately."

Without waiting for a reply, Gion turned and walked out of the room.

Naomi blinked, then looked down at Vice Admiral Tsuru, who still sat in her chair.

"Go on." Tsuru waved her hand. "As for you, Psycho-P, let's continue."

With Tsuru's permission, Naomi gave Psycho-P one last glare and quickly left, following Gion to a quiet, empty room.

But before Gion could even speak, Naomi blurted out a question of her own.

"Um, Miss Marine… maybe it's just my imagination, but I want to clarify something."

"You seem very familiar with that Genrou guy… Don't tell me—you went through what I did?"

At those words, Gion's eyebrows tightened immediately.

She stared at Naomi's face for a long moment before speaking coldly:

"That's none of your concern. I'm the one asking the questions here. Did that man do anything excessively inappropriate to you?"

"Of course he did! I just told you—he stole my clothes!"

"I don't mean that. I mean something worse."

"Worse? Wait a minute—don't tell me he did something even worse to you, Miss Marine?!"

"Naomi. I'm asking about you. Don't drag me into this. I ask, you answer. Got it?"

"Y-Yes! Um… other than stealing my clothes and my weapon, he didn't do anything else. He used some weird ability to drain my stamina, and I passed out."

Startled by Gion's glare, Naomi quickly spilled everything she could remember.

"That's it? Nothing else?"

Gion narrowed her eyes.

"Really, that's it!" Naomi shook her head. "If you're unsure, you can ask the others. After I passed out, I was captured by you guys."

Gion let out a breath and slowly lowered her gaze… settling on Naomi's tightly wrapped thighs.

"You. Take off your leather pants."

After some hesitation, she decided she needed to confirm it with her own eyes.

After all, Genrou could've done something while Naomi was unconscious.

"Wh-What?!"

Naomi felt like she was hearing things. She stared at Gion in disbelief.

"I said—take. Them. Off."

"T-This… look, I'm a normal woman! I like men, okay?!"

"I don't care who you like. Are you taking them off or not? If not, I'll help you."

Realizing she'd been misunderstood, Gion's expression turned sour. She drew her sword, looking ready to act.

"W-Wait, I'll do it, I'll do it!"

Naomi bit her lip, blushing deeply as she began following Gion's order.

Am I really about to get assaulted by another woman?!

This is insane! What kind of Marine woman acts like this?!

The shame overwhelmed Naomi. For a moment, she felt that even being stripped by Genrou might've been less humiliating—at least he was a man.

"…Nothing?"

Just as Naomi closed her eyes, ready to meet her fate, Gion's surprised voice rang beside her.

"N-Nothing what?"

Naomi opened her eyes to see Gion inspecting her thighs closely.

"Never mind. You're free to go."

Gion sighed and rubbed her temples, then turned and left the room.

Naomi watched her leave, completely dazed.

"W-Wait… That's it? You're seriously letting me go now? What the hell?! You're not even giving me a boat?!"

…

(End of Chapter)

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