When the office door swung open for the second time, the figure that entered instantly brightened the entire room. The newcomer was a female Marine officer with a stunning physique and an extraordinary presence. Her arrival was like a splash of vibrant color injected into the usually serious military atmosphere.
Her long, dark hair was elegantly and efficiently pulled back into a neat bun. A few loose strands framed her neck, adding a touch of casual charm. A beautifully carved floral hairpin, clearly expensive, was tucked diagonally into her bun, emphasizing her classic beauty.
However, her lower half presented a striking contrast to her elegant top—she wore extremely short denim hot pants that fully revealed her fair, long, and shapely legs. Even more captivating was a faintly visible spider tattoo located on her outer thigh, adding a hint of danger to her beauty. These two distinctly different styles merged perfectly on her, creating a unique charm that would appeal to any man.
"You're here, Gion," Vice-Admiral Tsuru said, nodding slightly, her voice holding the gentle warmth of an elder.
"Sister Tsuru," replied the female officer, Gion, who was the future Admiral candidate known as "Momousagi". She gave a crisp salute. "Is there a mission for me?" Her voice was uniquely husky, like aged fine wine, rich with a hint of natural languor.
After Vice-Admiral Tsuru explained the mission details, a subtle glint flashed in Gion's beautiful eyes, which always held a touch of allure. 'I'm going to monitor the legendary 'Strange Tail' Takuro?' That name was very familiar to her. In recent years, all sorts of tales about this mysterious man had circulated throughout Marineford. A man so enigmatic, whom even Marineford seemed helpless against, certainly sparked her immense curiosity.
"For this mission, you will be working with Sakazuki," Vice-Admiral Tsuru instructed.
"Understood!" Gion immediately stood at attention and saluted again. She then turned to the scarlet-clad figure who exuded a powerful "approach at your own risk" aura, and proactively extended her slender hand. "Please guide me, Vice-Admiral Sakazuki".
Sakazuki gave only a slight nod. His scarlet suit gleamed coldly under the office lights. He did not return the handshake, simply stating, "Don't waste time. Let's move". With that, he turned and strode quickly away, his long Marine cape snapping behind him.
This unromantic behavior caused Gion to secretly roll her eyes. 'He really is a blockhead,' she thought. 'Completely clueless about romance'. However, she had already heard much about Sakazuki's strict way of doing things, so his manner didn't truly bother her. She then turned back to Vice-Admiral Tsuru with a bright smile: "Then I'll be going too, Sister Tsuru".
"Be careful in everything, dear," Vice-Admiral Tsuru cautioned, her gaze full of concern. "That Takuro is extremely dangerous. And also…" She glanced toward the closed door. "Keep a close eye on Sakazuki. Don't let him act recklessly".
Gion nodded knowingly and quickly followed Sakazuki's footsteps out of the office.
The office door slowly shut behind them, separating the high-ranking officers inside from the two assigned to the mission.
Kuzan gazed at the closed door and let out a soft sigh: "I truly hope Sakazuki still has his usual spirited demeanor when he comes back".
"Who knows, huh?" Borsalino pushed up his sunglasses, a meaningful smile playing on his lips. "Maybe he'll have some unexpected 'gains' instead".
Those words made a vein throb visibly on Sengoku's forehead. "You two scoundrels! You still have the nerve to make sarcastic remarks? Have you even finished your reports?!"
Borsalino feigned surprise, looking at the golden wristwatch that had somehow reappeared on his wrist. "Oh my, look at the time! It's quitting time, quitting time! Home, home!"
"Hmm," Kuzan lazily echoed. "I should go back and catch up on some sleep, too".
"Get out! Get out! Just get out of my sight! You two annoy me!" Sengoku roared, slamming his hand down on the table in anger. He then glared at the other two veteran Vice-Admirals: "Garp! Zephyr! Look at the 'good disciples' you two have raised!"
"You can't lay the blame on me for this," Zephyr spread his hands helplessly. "You know Borsalino was a complete troublemaker even back in training camp, always deliberately going against me. What more could I have done?"
Garp, whose name had been called out, finally woke up from his doze, asking groggily: "Hmm? What's going on? Where are my donuts?"
Sengoku's face darkened even further. "You get out of here too!!!"
Night had fallen, and Area 13 of the Sabaody Archipelago was brightly illuminated. After exchanging the bounty money at the G-10 Marine branch, Takuro did not immediately head off to find a coating craftsman, but instead chose to wander around the beautiful island. Although the archipelago wasn't a modern, high-tech city, the unique and novel products on display truly fascinated Takuro, sparking his interest.
The three companions—Takuro, Robin, and Tiger—strolled leisurely along the night streets. Colorful bubbles drifted up into the night sky, lending a dreamlike quality to the wonderful island.
Robin looked up at the now completely darkened sky, then slowly walked to Takuro's side and whispered, "Master, it's getting late. Shouldn't we find a place to rest?" As she spoke, her beautiful face, always radiating an intellectual charm, flushed slightly, and her deep blue eyes held an expression of undeniable anticipation.
Takuro's expression immediately stiffened when he heard this, and he quickly winked at Tiger beside him. "Cough, cough! Tiger! Are you hungry? Let's go find something to eat first!"
"Huh? Oh, oh, right, right! I'm starving, Mr. Takuro!" Although he entirely misunderstood Takuro's true meaning, Tiger cleverly picked up on the cue.
Takuro breathed a silent sigh of relief, then pointed to a place ahead with a visible "Bar" sign. "Look, there's a bar over there. They should have food. Let's head there!" With that, he quickly walked forward, almost in a frantic escape.
Robin watched his hasty retreating figure from behind, a hint of genuine resentment flashing in her eyes. 'This foolish Master…' she thought.
How could Takuro not understand Robin's feelings? It was just that he genuinely had a difficult time explaining his situation. It wasn't that he was physically incapable; quite the opposite—he was too physically capable! The formidable Saiyan physique, combined with abnormal genes that had been strengthened multiple times by his system, gave him astonishing physical demands in that specific aspect. But precisely because of this, every time he shared intimate moments with Robin, he had to be extremely careful and painstakingly control his immense strength, constantly fearing he might accidentally hurt her. As a result, while Robin was always satisfied, he himself was invariably left feeling unfulfilled and wanting more. Over time, he had gradually lost interest in such matters entirely.
At this moment, Takuro couldn't help but miss Smoothie. Only that woman, with her powerful physique, astonishing body, and long legs, could truly withstand his unrestrained passion.
'Perhaps… I should go see her on Cake Island when I get the chance?' Takuro mused to himself. As his body matured and his strength grew even greater, his desires also intensified. While Robin and the others were developing their strength well, it was still too slow for Takuro's needs. Perhaps he needed to find a few more powerful companions. This thought made him unconsciously reveal a slight smile.
"Forget it. What's done is done. Let's go eat first".
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