"I want you, wife."
"No."
"Come on, give her to me."
"No!"
"Please! We are best friends, right!"
"Never!"
"Ooff! Both of you stop right this instant!" Masaki Kurosaki pulled her hands off. Her hands were sore from her Husband Isshin and, strangely, her son's main body—though now her son had gained his personality, and so this wasn't her son anymore—but he would in future be one again. In that case—he will be her son again. The guy had a complicated relationship with her family and was like her son, if not her son.
"But wife!"
"Isshin, shh," Masaki shot a look at her husband before looking back at Jay, "You, talk. Explain."
"Yes, ma'am," Jay looked at her, "I want you."
"Wife!" Isshin pulled on his shirt, biting it, wanting to fight Jay.
"Jay, seriously," Masaki crossed her hands.
Jay nodded, and the fun and games look disappeared from his face. He thought for a moment; about the words, he was going to say, "I know the power structure of the Three Worlds, inside out. If I had to Rank the three, then at Low-Level Fighters. Devil and Gods Worlds is most steady. They have many High-Rank Devil/Angels/Other creatures. Each, who are around ordinary Kage Level from Ninja World, and ordinary Lieutenants from Soul World."
The jealous look on Isshin's face slowly disappeared, and he sat down with his wife as they watched with rapt attention.
"At Mid-Level Ninja World bows out. Since above that only Special Class comes. But God and Devil World have Gods, Satans, Archangels, Heroes, and Dragons. Too many people at that level. Your side has Captains, Espada's, and more that even you don't know about."
"At High-Level, Ninja World has few, the likes of Hashirama, whom few could counter. Like Genryusai Yamamoto and Sirzecks from God and Devil World. They are in between. Not the strongest, but only a step away from that tier away."
"Now, we come to True God Levels. There is Ichigo Kurosaki. Naruto Uzumaki. Sasuke Uchiha. Asura Otsutsuki. Hagoromo Otsutsuki. Homura Otsutsuki. Aizen in the Future. Maybe soon. Ophis – The Infinite Dragon. Great Red – The Dragon of Dreams. Me. Tsunade. And a few more from all sides that I don't want to mention."
Isshin narrowed his eyes, "Why Masaki?"
Jay looked up at him and her, "You said…if I want to stay true…then I should follow the person I was. But you know…I silently…pushed…no, manipulated Central 46 to choose Tsunade and the candidates for her team, and I followed the things I would have done as the person I was. But I didn't predict that Tsunade would almost say no because Dan…being in her peerage and being her ex-lover could have badly affected my reputation. I didn't even know if anyone cared about that stuff. I almost messed up because I didn't understand that…I can't seem to now. You…you are the one person I know…other than my wife… straightforward, bright, and you could see what I can't. Tell me what I need to change in my plans…I need you to be my north star. Please?"
He looked at them, the serious look on their faces, and made a victory sign, "And I am making an All-Milf Team."
Masaki looked away, shaking her head as a laugh escaped her mouth, and Isshin's eyes shone brightly, "Now that's brilliant!"
Masaki patted his head, "I swear, both of you are like the same person."
"We are not!" "We aren't!"
Jay and Isshin shot a look at each other, staring without blinking, starting the contest without exchanging words.
Masaki rolled her eyes, "Jay…I told you I would be there for you. But…you know I can't. Your wife cares about your reputation, and I love Tsunade for that. I have to care about my husband's reputation."
"Yeah, about that. It doesn't have to be that I asked you to be my Queen or others in my Peerage. It could be the other way around."
"Hoh, what are you thinking," Isshin leaned forward, asking.
"Wait, you are in?" Masaki didn't think that Isshin would agree. Her husband loved her more than the world, and no matter what had changed in it, he would never agree to it.
"Uh…I…the kid reminded me of Jun for a moment," He smugly pushed his chest out, "I can't say no to my son, right."
"Go to hell," Jay flicked his finger, and a shot of air travelled through the air, about to hit Isshin's head, who swatted it away, "Hah! Too slow!"
"You two," Masaki sat there, her neck stretched out, feeling the sting on her cheeks, "Do you have anything to say for yourself."
Jay and Isshin jumped up, falling on their knees and touching their forehead on the ground, begging, "Sorry!"
"Jay, stop copying my husband to act cute. Won't make me say yes."
Jay stood up, with a smile on his lips, "See. You see right through me."
Isshin hugged her legs, "And I don't like that. Wife, don't see right through him. You are only allowed to sleep right through me."
Jay sat down, "Now. My plan is. I will ask the members to be part of the Peerage. Run them through you. But it won't be me, making the Peerage. Everyone, but the relevant party, in this case, husbands of women, would see you all coming together, making the team, maybe even go to parties, clubs together, and then one day where many people could hear. You will all choose to become a part of Peerage together. The problem is that not everyone has the right to make a Peerage. Few have those sets. Since you are from different worlds, you don't want to be affiliated with one person, and so you will choose someone neutral and someone lazy that he wouldn't care, just there for show. The Queen, you will be leading it. To them, it's your group, you girls, women coming together. And I…a figurehead."