As Fujitora's question fell, Doflamingo's lips curved into a wild, provocative smile, and a contemptuous snort escaped his nose.
Immediately after, his movements were incredibly slow, as if time itself was stretched into threads at that moment.
He leaned forward slightly, his hand gently sliding to Orochimaru's chin, his index finger and thumb delicately pinching it, lifting it little by little with an irresistible gentleness.
The moment their eyes met, Doflamingo's burning intensity and aggressiveness were fully revealed.
Meanwhile, a subtle ripple flickered in Orochimaru's eyes as he glanced at Fujitora, seeming surprised yet also holding a different emotion.
In the end, he did not resist or speak, allowing Doflamingo's actions, his posture even carrying a hint of laziness, casualness, and... docility?
Doflamingo slowly leaned in, his breath gently caressing Orochimaru's face, stirring a few stray hairs.
As the two got closer and closer, everyone around them was captivated by the scene, holding their breath in astonishment.
Just as everyone thought it was merely a staring contest, Doflamingo suddenly leaned in, his lips precisely meeting Orochimaru's, his movement gentle yet full of possessiveness.
Orochimaru's body stiffened slightly, then relaxed.
Doflamingo's kiss deepened, his hand sliding from Orochimaru's chin to the back of his head, gently intertwining with his hair, subtly steadying his head to deepen the kiss.
His tongue tentatively brushed against Orochimaru's tightly closed lips, with an undeniable hint of insistence.
Orochimaru's lips curved into a slight arc, slowly parting to intertwine with Doflamingo's.
A moment later, Doflamingo slowly released Orochimaru, a wild smile still on his face, his eyes provocatively fixed on Fujitora as he said, word by word,
"Did you 'see' it with your own eyes?" A hint of mockery laced his voice.
Seeing Doflamingo and Orochimaru in such an intimate scene, the Donquixote Family members merely gave a faint glance.
There was no surprise on their faces, as if this was already a common sight; some even let out a few soft "hehe" laughs, as if responding to the scene.
Nami, Usopp, and Franky exchanged glances, then simultaneously sighed helplessly, their expressions as if saying, "Not this again."
Robin, meanwhile, took out her camera with great interest, and with a "click," captured the moment, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Zoro's brows were tightly furrowed into a "river" shape, his eyes filled with disgust, and his hand unconsciously gripped the sword at his waist, his knuckles turning white from the force.
He had been holding that bottle of wine with a look of disdain, but now, gritting his teeth, he suddenly crushed it, wine splashing everywhere and glass shards scattering across the floor.
Sabo's face was flushed red, veins bulging on his forehead, his entire being like a volcano about to erupt.
"How many times! How many times has this happened!" he roared in his heart, gripping the pipe in his hand tightly, wishing he could rush over immediately and teach Doflamingo, that "flamingo," a lesson.
But just as he was about to act, Koala appeared from nowhere, grabbing him and signaling him with her eyes to calm down.
Luffy was also incredibly excited, but due to overexertion, he stumbled and fell directly onto Chopper's head.
He was now staring blankly at the two, mumbling something that wasn't quite clear... it sounded like he was saying something was wrong.
Bartolomeo, Sanji, and Brook each bit into a handkerchief, standing aside with a sour look.
"Damn it, I'm so jealous."
Their voices were filled with envy and dissatisfaction, looking like several wronged young wives.
The atmosphere at the scene became exceptionally complex due to this sight.
Fujitora Issho was quite speechless by Doflamingo's astonishing actions. Although he was blind, he could generally perceive the other party's movements through his powerful senses.
Doflamingo was clearly provoking him, and for a moment, Fujitora was at a loss for words, falling silent.
Doflamingo watched Fujitora's momentary speechlessness, his smile growing wilder, his eyes filled with contempt and provocation.
He spoke again without ceremony, his voice sharp and mocking: "Why aren't you talking now? You were quite eloquent just now, weren't you? 'Too intimate'?"
With that, he deliberately changed his posture, passing his hands under Orochimaru's armpits, then gently lifting Orochimaru up, as if displaying a rare treasure to everyone.
"No one can refuse him, right? If you could have him, would you refuse?"
His tone was filled with deep mockery, his gaze sweeping over the people around him, especially Fujitora, as if ridiculing the feebleness of his questions.
Hearing Doflamingo's words, the people around couldn't help but fall into a brief contemplation.
A scene involuntarily appeared in their minds: if they could win Orochimaru's favor, would anyone truly have the heart to refuse?
After a brief silence, everyone had an answer in their hearts, and the answer was surprisingly consistent—no one could refuse such a "beauty."
After all, Orochimaru's unique temperament and mysterious charm, his powerful strength and beauty, made him irresistible.
Although everyone understood that Doflamingo's words were merely sophistry, meant to deflect and confuse, it was undeniable that the hypothesis he put forth did stir a ripple in everyone's hearts.
Fujitora did not immediately respond to Doflamingo's provocation. Instead, he silently reached for the Marine coat behind him.
From it, he pulled out a picture transponder snail and placed it steadily in his palm.
His voice was calm and strong: "Vice Admiral Garp, what do you think?"
At these words, the previously noisy scene instantly quieted down, and everyone's gaze focused on the small picture transponder snail.
From the transponder snail came the sound of "crunch, crunch" as someone ate senbei, but the frequency was much faster than usual, as if the person on the other end, seeing the situation here, had even sped up their senbei eating.
The atmosphere at the scene, under Doflamingo's provocative words, grew increasingly tense, as if the air itself had solidified, and everyone could hear their own rapid heartbeats.
In this oppressive atmosphere, Garp's voice finally came from the picture transponder snail.
First, a long sigh, followed by Garp's familiar and authoritative voice slowly ringing out: "Two days, I'll be in Dressrosa. Heavenly Yaksha, I hope you're still there."
Garp's words carried an undeniable threat, as if Doflamingo, if he dared to escape within these two days, would face his storm-like pursuit.
Then, Garp seemed to pause slightly, his tone somewhat complex as he said: "Orochimaru... hmm... as long as you're happy."
At these words, everyone present was stunned, not expecting Garp's attitude towards Orochimaru to be so peculiar, seemingly with a different kind of tolerance.
Immediately after, Garp's voice suddenly rose, like a clap of thunder in everyone's ears: "Sabo! Luffy!! How are you two watching your brother!!!!"
His voice was filled with furious, gritted teeth.
Hearing Garp's roar, Sabo and Luffy's faces instantly turned pale.
Luffy mumbled that he knew it, that snake couldn't suddenly become well-behaved!!!!!
The people around watched the scene, not daring to breathe, fearing that they might accidentally anger Garp on the other end of the phone.
And Doflamingo was somewhat petrified at this moment. Had he... been set up?
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