XX-level Hokage

Akainu knocked on the door of the Marine Division Commander's office.

Chapter 36: Ohara (Part 2)

"Please come in."

Sengoku put down his newspaper and asked. Akainu, hearing this, pushed open the door and came in.

"Oh, it's Sakazuki. What's up?" Sengoku asked upon seeing Akainu.

"Fleet Admiral Sengoku, what's the deal with this new Shichibukai and Ohara?" Akainu asked, placing a newspaper on Sengoku's desk.

Akainu knew about the new Shichibukai, but he didn't pay much attention to it. In his eyes, all the Shichibukai were just...

It's just a tool of the navy. When we get new tools, we'll arrest and bring this heinous pirate to justice.

Just now, one of his subordinates handed him a newspaper.

Upon seeing the headline, Akainu's expression darkened. Shocking the world?! "The Sorcerer Will Rebuild the Scholar's Village!"

The content is incredibly simple and clear: the new Shichibukai, known as the "Sorcerer" Mashiro, will lead her organization Konoha to "rebuild the land of scholars in Ohara".

After reading the newspaper, Akainu went straight to Master Yuan's office.

Other Marines might just be shocked by what they read in the newspapers, but Akainu is different. He personally destroyed Ohara, and now it's going to be rebuilt by a pirate, which is undoubtedly a huge regret for him.

"You mean the reconstruction of Ohara?" Sengoku asked, glancing at the newspaper headline.

"Ohara is the homeland of the 'Children of Demons' and the source of 'forbidden knowledge.' The Navy endured immense pressure and expended tremendous effort to destroy it. How could a pirate possibly rebuild it?"

"I suggest we immediately strip her of her Shichibukai title and personally arrest her and imprison her in Impel Down." Akainu said sternly. "Wait, Sakazuki, this was a decision made by Tsuru and me, and we agree to it," Sengoku said calmly. "Why?!" Akainu asked coldly.

"Because the Ohara incident that year had such a huge impact," Sengoku said with a hint of helplessness, closing his eyes.

"After the destruction of Ohara, the Navy's civilian positions began to decrease, and the connection between scholars around the world and the Navy weakened. If it weren't for Vegapunk's support, the operation of the Science Unit would probably be in trouble now," Sengoku Shizuka said, opening her eyes.

"Hmph, those useless scholars, in my opinion, since they're siding with Ohara, they should all be arrested," Akainu said coldly. "Then, if we stop Mashiro's reconstruction this time, what reason will we use?"

We initially destroyed Ohara with the pretext of "preventing forbidden knowledge," but after the crane's reminder, we even left behind the Tree of Omniscience to prove that we were not indiscriminately slaughtering scholars.

Now that Mashiro is rebuilding Ohara with the slogan "Rebuilding the Home of Scholars," can we stop him? No, we have no reason to.

As a Shichibukai, and a nominal ally, she has the right to choose Ohara as her base of operations. At the same time, she also has legitimate reasons to rebuild the Scholars' Village, after all, it's not some terrorist group. Although it's unclear how she contacted Morgans, this move was certainly shrewd.

"In that case, we not only shouldn't stop them, but we must support them," Sengoku said with some emotion. In his conversation with Tsuru, Tsuru had told him that this new Shichibukai was someone who could only be won over. Now it seemed that was indeed the case.

After listening to Sengoku's account, Akainu sighed; he was speechless.

As Sengoku said, this incident was merely a large academic exchange organized by the navy's allies.

The Navy has no reason to stop them, especially now that Morgans' support has been withdrawn. "Vice Admiral Tsuru and I have already discussed it. Once Ohara begins reconstruction, the Navy will publicly express its support. At that time, Vice Admiral Tsuru will send her granddaughter, Rear Admiral Peacock, with the Navy's support supplies."

Peacock will temporarily remain in Ohara with a group of marines under the guise of providing assistance, while secretly observing Mashiro's true intentions. If her true purpose is indeed...

"Forbidden knowledge, once you have evidence, it's not too late for you to act," Zhan Guo continued.

"Peacock, a member of the secret special forces 'Blade'? I understand." Akainu nodded. He trusted 'Blade' quite a bit; his daughter Hibari was a member of 'Blade'.

"So, let's not bring this up for now." With that, Sengoku tore up the newspaper that Akainu had handed him on the table and threw it on the floor. Upon seeing the paper, a sheep emerged from under the desk, opened its mouth, grabbed the newspaper, and began to eat it.

This sheep was a pet during the Warring States period. Besides playing with it, the Warring States period also used it to destroy documents because it particularly loved to eat paper.

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was evening.

Although Morgans had already helped Mashiro contact Stussy, Kibsen and Umit.

However, given the great distance, neither manpower nor resources could reach them immediately. Therefore, Mashiro and the others ended up sleeping on the Konoha.

Looking at the starlight outside the window, Robin tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Everything that has happened these past few days feels like a dream to her, a dreamlike experience.

She escaped Crocodile's control, was no longer hunted by the Navy, and returned to her hometown of Ohara.

She was overjoyed yet incredibly nervous, knowing perfectly well who had brought these things to her: her "master," Mashiro.

Admittedly, she felt immense gratitude and respect for Mashiro. But she also felt an overwhelming sense of fear and unease.

Since escaping Ohara as a child, everything Robin has seen and accepted is based on the principle of equivalent exchange: one must have enough value to receive help from another.

Just like how she was able to join Baroque Works because she could read the Poneglyphs.

Mashiro, on the other hand, was different. Although she also wanted to collect the Poneglyphs, she did not have that serious and urgent attitude.

In other words, she is not essential to Mashiro. Mashiro can bring her these things, and she can also make Mashiro lose them.

Therefore, she had to prove her worth. And she happened to know what Mashiro wanted.

Having thought everything through, and with a hint of nervousness, Robin left her room and went to Mashiro's room, gently knocking on the door. "Knock, knock, knock."

As the door opened, a truly fair and incredibly beautiful face was revealed.

"Is something wrong so late, Robin-chan?" Mashiro asked softly.

Robin didn't speak, but gently extended his hand. *Click*

The sound of clothes falling.

Robin's bathrobe fell to the ground.

Underneath his robe, Robin was wearing nothing.

The moonlight shone down, casting a silvery-white glow on Robin's smooth body.

Robin held one hand to himself, and used the other to block, his face flushed, yet his expression remained calm.

"Have you figured it out?" Mashiro asked with a light laugh, admiring Robin. "Perhaps I should have figured it out a long time ago," Robin replied with a smile.

"Then stop hiding it and show me everything about yourself," Mashiro said calmly.

After a moment's hesitation, Robin released his grip. ...Upright, ...Full, lush and verdant.

Mashiro chuckled contentedly.

Robin is not a casual person. Since she escaped from Ohara in her teens, many people have tried to seduce her, but she has either rejected or refused them. Now, she has chosen to dedicate herself to Mashiro.

On one hand, Mashiro's actions were already beyond the limits of what she could imagine; on the other hand, she didn't dislike Mashiro at all, and even felt quite fond of her. "Now, kneeling here," Mashiro said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Robin paused for a moment, hesitated, and finally knelt on the ground. Mashiro then stretched out her fair, delicate feet and offered them to Robin.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Marianou

"~" Mashiro said softly.

Her tone was strangely deep at this moment, with a slight lingering sound at the end, which was very pleasant to hear.

Robin glanced at Mashiro, then at the delicate white feet in front of her, and gently stuck out her tongue to lick them. Mashiro felt the slight tickling sensation on the soles of her feet, and gently reached out to stroke Robin's hair.

Robin is great, standing at 188cm. Normally, Mashiro has to lift his head to stroke Robin's hair, which is a completely different feeling from stroking it downwards now.

Two minutes later, Mashiro pulled her foot back, lowered her body, and looked down at Robin with disdain.

At this moment, Robin's cheeks were slightly flushed, and her eyes were filled with shame, yet also with a strange excitement.

"Robin-chan, shall I return the favor?" Mashiro pinched Robin's foot, then moved to her collarbone and slid down... Robin's expression changed slightly, somewhat confused by Mashiro's meaning.

Taking Robin's hand, Mashiro stood up and pulled Robin up with her. Then, with a slight smile, Mashiro placed her hand on her clothes.

"Thud" "Plop"

As the sleeping creatures continued to land.

A body as white as jade was revealed. A gentle breeze blew, ruffling her truly white hair.

Her originally black hair appeared faintly silvery-white under the moonlight.

Mashiro showed no embarrassment whatsoever, producing a hair tie from somewhere and tying her hair up. Looking at Mashiro before her, Robin's eyes instantly became dreamy.

A black tail emerged from behind Mashiro and wrapped around Robin's body.

The two then went into the room. The moonlight was bright, and the night was still long.

The next day, several large ships sailed into the port of Ohara.

Morgans' contact for Mashiro arrived. The reconstruction of Ohara officially began.

On the third day, the Navy issued a statement increasing its support for Mashiro's "reconstruction of the scholar's village" and indicating that it would send assistance.

Mashiro wasn't surprised by this; anyone with a strong political sense within the Navy would have chosen this path. During these two trials, the relationship between Mashiro and Robin, Raikita, and Mariannu underwent subtle changes.

Robin's way of addressing Mashiro has moved from the surface to her heart. She now calls Mashiro "Master" without any sense of lewdness or coercion, and it has become respectful and magnetic.

The way she looked at Mashiro exuded a unique kind of charm.

Robin's personality is like that; independent and mature, she will change for anyone who can touch her heart. It can be said that Robin at night is completely different from her daytime self.

Michita has fully accepted reality, and her previous sense of helplessness has turned into enjoyment.

Mashiro promised her that she could open her own bar in Ohara, and she even spent the whole night drawing up the design.

She was no longer awkward around Mashiro, and would even occasionally act cute towards her. Marianne also lost the fear she had felt at the beginning.

After spending these days together, she has gradually come to understand Zhenbai's character.

He's incredibly capable, has a friendly personality, and is good-looking—he's far superior to my previous club president.

Especially in the last two days, Mashiro has started teaching her how to properly improve her physical abilities.

This made Mariano feel flattered and inexplicably shy. When Mashiro was teaching her, he always liked to hold her on his lap.

Feeling the softness of the envelope and the wisps of fragrance lingering around her nose, the girl, who had not yet experienced the first stirrings of love, felt a strange shyness. In truth, Marianu's ability was an extremely special one.

It doesn't rely on Devil Fruits, special weapons, or science and technology; it seems to be a unique power that belongs solely to her.

She can use colored pigments to manipulate people's emotions and suggest their inner thoughts. "Color" itself has suggestive effects such as excitement and calmness, and she can amplify these suggestive effects and turn them into special attacks.

This ability can play a huge role in team battles, and the more people there are, the greater the effect. According to Marianou, different colors correspond to different emotions.

Black of Betrayal: People who encounter black paint will be tempted to betray and contradict even the most important partners. Yellow of Maniacal Laughter: People who encounter yellow paint will be unable to stop laughing maniacally.

Red of the Bull: Those who come into contact with yellow paint will, like a bull, only be able to attack the live target she has drawn. Blue of Sorrow: Those who come into contact with blue paint will become very sad.

Calm Green: The color created by mixing "Laughing Yellow" with "Sad Blue". People who come into contact with green pigment will feel calm and want to drink tea.

The Yellow-Green of Friendship: A color created by mixing "calm green" with "laughing yellow". People or animals who come into contact with this yellow-green pigment will become very friendly and become your friends.

A Dreamy Seven-Colored Rainbow: Using oil paintbrushes, you can draw rainbows in the sky. People or things that see the rainbow will become what they dream of.

An incredibly powerful force.