Ding—
□ Rewards
1. Tashigi's glasses
2. Buggy's red nose
3. Oden's oden
4. Shirahoshi's pillow
5. Stussy's R18 video ×1
6. Nami's box of fresh oranges
7. Hawkins' deck of tarot cards
8. Resin Bubble Helmet ×1
9. Kaya's diary (recently updated) ×1
10. —
Congratulations! You have received a Silver-Tier Roll! 🥳
Neko Neko no Mi, Model: Saber-toothed Tiger
♤
Lili stared at the rewards panel, his expression completely uninterested.
"…Really, Merzzy " he muttered. "A tiger? You're really trying to ship me with other women,tsk..tsk..tsk...
This roulette. " totally rigged."
♤
[Fufufu~~~]
He shrugged and began inspecting the items one by one.
His gaze lingered briefly on Stussy's video.
"Now this is interesting," he mused. "If it's the older version, forget it. But if it's her younger self… that might be worth a look. Solo? Two people? More?"
If I remember Stussy's identity—Cipher Pol agent, queen of the Pleasure District, and the first successful human clone. Typical One Piece twist: everyone carried an untold past and layers of secrets. Which makes the viewers to assume and composed there own theories.
"But why an R18 video?" he added lazily. "Could be anything. Not necessarily that. Maybe something darker."
He shook his head. "That's future me's problem. Maybe someone else can write an 18+ chapter about it."
[🥴]
Moving on.
"The bubble helmet… what even is this?"
He frowned slightly. "Bubble helmet? Sounds like another scam."
His eyes flicked over the rest.
"The oranges are fine. Tarot deck too. Kaya's diary might kill some time."
The remaining items didn't even earn a second glance.
"Ordinary items," he concluded flatly. "Nothing exciting."
Then his attention returned to the final reward—the Saber-toothed Tiger Devil Fruit.
"Hey, Shakky," he said casually, "give me this saber fruit. I'll snack on it."
No hesitation.
No anticipation.
Just another item to consume..
◇
The fruit materialized in Lili's hand.
He looked down at it, inspecting it closely while his fingers slowly traced its surface, feeling the texture beneath his skin.
The fruit was shaped like a large, stylized cat's head—or perhaps a rounded heart—but with two sharp protrusions at the top resembling cat ears. Its base color was a dark reddish-pink, tinged with purplish magenta. The most striking feature, however, was at the bottom: two long, downward-curving protrusions that looked exactly like the massive saber canines of a saber-toothed tiger. A single green stem curled slightly from the top, resembling a feline's tail.
"It really does look like a cat," Lili muttered, his voice flat. "But in fruit form."
He reached up and pushed his oni mask slightly to the side.
The gap where the mouth was exposed wasn't large enough for comfortable eating. Small things—maybe a grape or a sip of water—could pass through, but anything larger would be blocked by the mask's chin and fangs. With a quiet click of irritation, he adjusted it just enough.
Still following Flender from behind, Lili lifted the fruit and took a bite.
"Hm…" he murmured while chewing. "Tastes like lemon with honey… no—definitely not shit."
He took his time eating the Devil Fruit, unhurried, each bite deliberate.
After a few minutes of walking, the outline of Shrek Academy's entrance came into view. At the same time, Lili finished savoring the last piece of the fruit.
"Ah—sweet," he said quietly, licking the tip of his fingers.
But deep within him, something stirred.
The moment the first bite had gone down, the fruit had begun to howl.
It was subtle at first—a surge buried beneath his calm—but unmistakable. A prehistoric predatory instinct awakened, the Devil Fruit's will asserting itself: the rage of an extinct apex predator. The sensation crawled through his body, rampaging, seeking freedom. Pure hunger. Pure dominance.
His body felt heavier, denser, as if it wanted to grow massive. His instincts sharpened, becoming something ancient—older than reason, older than restraint.
And yet—
On the outside, Lili remained perfectly calm.
His stride didn't change.
His breathing stayed even.
His voice was steady.
Only deep within his being did the beast stir, waiting.
♤
Flender was leading the way toward the entrance when, without warning, the atmosphere around him suddenly grew heavier.
He didn't know what was happening—but his instincts screamed.
Something was wrong.
They warned him to be on guard, to watch out for a lurking predator.
Behind him.
Flender felt it clearly now: a chilling coldness mixed with an overwhelming hunger. His Martial Soul was an owl—and what lurked behind him was something even an owl would fear.
He swallowed.
Still, he didn't look back.
With every step they took, the predator's hunger intensified, pressing closer, heavier, more suffocating. Flender wasn't scared—he had survived countless battles before—but this feeling was different.
It wasn't the sensation of being threatened.
It was the feeling of being seen.
Like prey.
Then, finally, the entrance came into view.
Flender stopped.
He composed himself, straightening his posture. He still didn't turn around as he spoke.
"Y-your highness… you might not know this, but yesterday, four new students—including you—passed the entrance exam. Today, their capabilities will be tested through a combat exercise. The four students' opponent will be—"
"Me."
Lili's voice cut him off.
It was casual. Calm. Completely uninterested.
Flender shook his head lightly. "Yes. You'll face them all at once. But if you don't want to, we can—"
"Don't play psychological shit with me, Dean," Lili interrupted coldly. "I know exactly what you want."
As he spoke, Lili glanced at the system panel.
Ding—
□ Mission
[ First Fight ]
Take the upcoming challenge and win the fight.
Reward: 30 R.P.
Lili continued, his tone flat. "At least this won't bore me."
Flender smirked at the reply.
"Then," he said, stepping aside, "please enjoy the fight."