Hilda and Lysithea were both farting around figuratively and literally within the city of Chainsaw Man since they found themselves in the presence of the methane making Makima who was quite surprised at how flatulent they were.
"Goodness." Makima said with a smirk on her face while she pooted powerfully in her smeared pants that were stained from her constant sharts. "You're almost disgustingly powerful like I am."
"You remind me of someone." Hilda said upon twirling her axe around and placing her hands on the helm of it. "But I can't exactly remember who..."
"Must not be that important." Lysithea spoke in a snarky tone since she had her arms folded while her dress kept lifting up from her ass gas blasts. "Anyway are there any sweets nearby?"
"Perhaps but you'll have to best me in a farting contest." Makima pointed out to the Fire Emblem females while she playfully fanned her roaring rear since her yellow eyes became a bit more shining. "And I happen to always dominate those with ease."