Shikamaru reached down and with some effort, pulled his right foot free from his sandal. He wiggled his toes as they were finally getting some fresh air for the first time in a while, stretching them out as the cool air hit them.

"Ah, that feels nice. Haven't had these sandals off in a while. Haven't bathed in even longer"

He smirked as he held his sandal up to inspect it. Even a few feet away from his face he was able to smell the strong stink that they had absorbed. It must've been months to years of foot-sweat built up in those sandals. They smelt worse than anything he could've imagined. They were perfect.

Shikamaru moved his chair up behind Mizi's. He could already see the other boy squirming, knowing what was going to happen with that sandal. Shikamaru clasped one hand over Mizi's mouth, forcing him to breath through his nose, and then held his stinky sandal over Mizi's nose with the other.

Mizi was immediately hit with more stinky foot sweat than he had ever hoped to endure, but with the bindings around his body and Shikamaru's hand around his mouth, he was forced to smell more and more until he could barely take it anymore. He let out a wail into Shikamaru's hand, bucking as hard as he could, which led Shikamaru to letting him go momentarily, giving him some fresh air and the opportunity to talk. He repositioned his chair in front of Mizi, holding his sandal in his hand and smiling at the helpless nin.

"Stinks, huh? Yea, it'd be pretty troublesome for you if you had to smell it again....so, are you ready to talk?"