[Group Chat]
Kasumigaoka Utaha: "Hey, Jibril. Didn't you and our resident World Noble have a… let's say, 'colorful' experience back in the Demon Slayer world? If I recall, you were basically powerless—no Senzu beans, no magic, just suffering. But he still made you 'put in work' with that throat of yours, didn't he?"
Jibril: "...Ugh. Don't remind me. Jaeger is the worst—I swear, he's a menace to every dimension he touches!"
Eriri Sawamura: "T-That's terrifying. So if I summon him, he might actually do something weird to me?!"
Kasumigaoka Utaha: "It's possible. Face it—you're a flat-chested, blonde tsundere with passable looks. That's basically Jaeger's favorite type. Why do you think your favorability rating with him is maxed out at 100?"
Eriri Sawamura: "…Y-You're just making me more nervous! Saint Jaeger is… he's actually terrifying!"
"Ugh… Am I an adult now?"
Yamato stared at herself, blinking in confusion. Her body had changed—taller, stronger, unmistakably matured but her brain? Still the same headstrong airhead.
Yet the thrill of power was real. Strength surged through her veins—one thousand times greater than before!
"Eat this! Thunder Bagua! You rotten Celestial Dragon!!"
Drunk on newfound power, Yamato hurled herself at Jaeger, kanabo whistling through the air in a wild arc.
Jaeger stood unmoved. Watching her reckless charge, he let out a faint sigh.
"You've grown on the outside, but your brain clearly stayed behind. Two mindless attacks in a row? Someone really needs a lesson in adult discipline…"
This time, Jaeger didn't bother with tricks. He simply raised his sword—casual, almost lazy
and brought it down with raw, devastating force.
CRACK—!
The earth split with the impact, a canyon ripping open as dust and rock exploded upward.
Yamato's expression morphed in an instant. Instincts screamed danger. Even she realized: if I don't block, I die.
She roared, raising her club in a desperate defense.
But Jaeger's sword fell—
Not just one, but two.
His Noble Phantasm, won from Oden, doubled the slash—either amplifying the force or striking from a new angle.
BOOM!
The shockwave crushed Yamato. Her knees snapped.
CRACK!
Her right arm shattered at the joint. She tried to resist with the left—
It, too, crumpled under the pressure.
THUD!
Her club was blasted away. Yamato collapsed, bones broken, blood streaming from her mouth and nose, body half-buried in the shattered earth.
"Yamato…"
From afar, Kaido watched, fists clenched. This was his daughter—his pride and joy, not yet the rebel she'd one day become.
But strangely, what he felt wasn't pure horror.
"She's alive," he muttered. "Badly hurt, but alive."
Not far away, Saitama observed, utterly baffled.
"…Is this guy trying to kill her? Why not just end it? Why the torture?"
Aizen, standing beside him, chuckled softly.
"You really don't understand men at all, Saitama. In my opinion, Jaeger actually likes Yamato. Otherwise, he wouldn't have given her such a powerful Noble Phantasm or waste this much time 'training' her through battle."
"Wait, seriously?" Saitama blinked. "Aizen, you're more insightful than you look…"
He squinted.
"So… have you dated a lot of women, too?"
Aizen's smile twitched. For a moment, his composure faltered.
"No. In my eyes, the other Shinigami are barely a step above monkeys. Why would I waste my time on them?"
"Oh. So you're like me—totally unpopular with girls, huh?"
Saitama nodded sagely, oblivious to the dark aura forming around Aizen.
"Man, I still envy Jaeger. If I looked even a little better, maybe I wouldn't be stuck at the bottom of the hero rankings…"
"AHHHH! IT HURTS!"
Yamato clawed her way out of the rubble, face contorted, tears streaking through blood and grime. Every bone screamed.
Jaeger stood above, sword sheathed, gaze cool.
"What's my name, Yamato?"
His voice was calm—but there was an edge.
"B-Bastard Celestial Dragon!" she spat, eyes blazing defiance.
Jaeger smiled, not angry, just… entertained.
"You really are wild. All grown up, still a brat, huh?"
He reached into his vault—
Pulled out a whip, shimmering with divine energy.
SNAP!
A glowing, purple-red lash streaked across Yamato's arm.
"AHHH!!"
She howled, writhing in pain. Her limbs were broken; her will was crumbling.
"Let's try again." Jaeger twirled the whip lazily. "What. Is. My. Name?"
"…B-Bastard…"
She shook, eyes shut, voice a whisper.
"Ambitious. I like that," Jaeger chuckled. He raised the whip again—
CRACK!
"AAGH—!"
The lash tore skin, leaving a bloodied trail. Yamato arched, screaming.
"Still holding out?" Jaeger smiled, eyes cold.
Flat on her back, Yamato glared up, cheeks wet with pain and rage. Like a wounded beast.
"You're still the villain! No matter what you do—you're the worst!"
Jaeger sighed, shaking his head with mock disappointment.
"Tsk. Some children only learn the hard way."
He raised the whip, which now glimmered with veins of translucent miasma.
"Time for a real lesson. This—" he gestured to the whip, "is the Wine of the Arrogant King. Won after slaying your uncle, Queen.
Its true origin? Semiramis, the Assyrian Empress who survived twelve trials even Hercules would weep at. Her poison broke Chiron's will. Tell me, Yamato… can you endure what legends couldn't?"
Her eyes went wide with terror as the whip came down.
CRACK!
For a moment, silence.
Then—
"It hurts… it hurts… ahhh! IT ITCHES! WHAT THE HELL?! FATHER! IT BURNS! HELP ME! DAD!!"
Then came the shrieks—horrible, gut-wrenching.
No wounds, but Yamato thrashed in agony. Blood poured from her throat as her screams shredded her vocal cords. Her face twisted, monstrous. If her arms weren't already broken, she might have clawed her own throat out.
The poison of Pride was pure torment—agony incarnate.
"This is the wine of the phantom King of Pride," Jaeger murmured. "Even legends fell to it. What hope do you have?"
He knelt, lifted her face by the chin. Yamato's eyes rolled, mind lost in pain.
"Still won't admit you're wrong?"
He sighed. Then, with one hand, he grabbed her horn and began dragging her away—
Flicked off the live broadcast.
"What… is Jaeger planning to do?" Saitama asked, clenching his fists, frowning as Yamato's limp body was dragged away.
Aizen stayed silent. Watching with cold eyes, he knew exactly what Jaeger intended.
Truthfully, he didn't approve.
Women slow down your blade. That's what Aizen believed. But Jaeger… Jaeger was different.
Watching the aftermath, Sengoku grit his teeth. "This bastard… the worst I've ever seen. Not even the filthiest nobles go this far."
Kaido simply stared.
His daughter's screams rang louder in his ears than his own pain. He thought he didn't care. He'd been wrong.
But there was nothing he could do.
Most of his body was ruined by Jaeger's "Death of the Sky." Even with mercy, he wouldn't last long.
"You two," Sengoku spoke to Aizen and Saitama, "What should we do with Kaido?"
Having seen their power, Sengoku knew better than to play hero.
"Kaido?" Aizen raised a brow. "Wait, let me check."
He opened the chat group.
Blocked.
[Group Chat]
Jibril: "I declare Jaeger the number one scumbag in this group! That was inhuman!"
Uchiha Miyuki: "Agreed! Absolutely disgusting!"
Esdeath: "Pathetic. War demands brutality. That girl should be grateful it was only torture."
Luo Hao: "Compared to true war crimes, this was mercy. She'll live."
Yamamoto Mei: "Are we sure? That looked like pure hell…"
Luo Hao: "Just poison. She'll recover."
Kasumigaoka Utaha: "I support Jaeger. Yamato attacked first—twice. A weaker man would be dead. She got off light."
Nakiri Erina: "Don't forget—Jaeger didn't provoke her. Kaido did. Yamato made her own bed."
Kocho Shinobu: "Exactly. He didn't start this."
Tohsaka Sakura: "Anyone who hurts Jaeger-nii is my enemy!"
Uchiha Madara: "You throw a punch, expect one back. Only cowards cry when it hurts them."
Aizen skimmed the chat. Yamato's suffering was the main event.
Strangely, he didn't think Jaeger was too cruel. After all, this was war.
Still…
Would Kaido stay an enemy?
Or… become Jaeger's father-in-law?
Aizen: "Jaeger, Kaido's dying. Should we save him or let him go?"
Nerona Jaeger: "Jibril, hand Aizen a senzu bean. Feed it to Kaido."
Jibril: "Huh? Why?"
Nerona Jaeger: "Not ready to kill him. If I do, I'll get a crappy Noble Phantasm. Better to let him recover and fatten up."
Nerona Jaeger: "Besides, letting the Navy run Wano? Disgusting. I don't want them anywhere near my money."
Nerona Jaeger: "And Kaido's technically my future father-in-law. Can't kill family just yet."
Uchiha Miyuki: "Wait—father-in-law?! YOU'RE MARRYING YAMATO?!"
Nerona Jaeger: "Yeah."
Nerona Jaeger: "Yamato's not bad. Bit rebellious, but she grows on you. Kinda cute when she's mad."
Uchiha Miyuki: "WHAT?! I thought you'd wait until she turned 18—wait, she's already over 18? Jaeger, you madman!"
Luo Hao: "...Honestly, this is the happiest ending Kaido could hope for."
Jibril: "Scumbag Jaeger wins again."
Jibril: "[Gift box] Senzu bean sent to Aizen. Kaido's lucky to have such a daughter."
Aizen: "I Understand."
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