XX-level Hokage

The flow of Conqueror's Haki involves using attacks that entangle the Conqueror's Haki to channel it into the enemy's body. I'm not sure about the specific effects, as this is a power I haven't mastered either.

Besides these general Haki abilities, some exceptionally gifted beings possess special Haki. For example, Roger had the ability to hear the voices of all things—the Voice of All Things.

Besides Conqueror's Haki, Observation Haki and Armament Haki can also be acquired through training.

Seeing this, Mashiro closed the booklet; the remaining content was about how to cultivate Haki.

Mashiro wasn't interested in this method that required a long period of training. She thought that once they returned, it could be incorporated into the ninja world's teaching materials, which might help create more taijutsu ninjas.

"Claire, right? You seem to have something to say?" Mashiro put the booklet into her personal space and spoke. Hearing this, Claire, who had been standing silently not far away for a while, approached.

Claire's eyes were bright, as if they could see into people's hearts. "Master," Claire called softly.

"Aren't you going to tell me? If we miss this opportunity, the next one will probably be a long time coming," Mashiro said softly.

“Master, I have a favor to ask of you. If you agree, my body, my soul, my abilities, everything I have will belong to you completely.” Claire bent down, looking at Mashiro earnestly and firmly, and said.

"So you're making a request? What makes you so sure I'm likely to agree?" Mashiro asked, somewhat curiously.

“My eyes, these eyes that have been served by the Paramecia-type Devil Fruit, tell me that you mean me no harm,” Claire replied.

The See-See Fruit's power granted Claire the ability to see the essence of things; she could see a person's age, identity, personality, mood, and so on. From the moment she met Shinji, Claire secretly used the See-See Fruit's power to observe him.

Through observation, she learned that Mashiro was only 21 years old, that Mashiro's full name was Hinata Mashiro, and that Mashiro's personality was not cruel.

She had been waiting since morning, and the reason she was making her request now was because she noticed that Mashiro was in a good mood. However, the only thing that puzzled her was Mashiro's identity; considering the Devil Fruit's abilities, Mashiro was a ninja.

"It seems your abilities are indeed very powerful. Your eyes can see many things. It's truly unexpected that the auction house would actually put you up for auction." Mashiro looked into Claire's eyes and said softly.

“This relates to the matter I asked you for help with,” Claire said with a complicated expression.

"Tell me first," Mashiro said calmly. "Yes, Master."

Chapter 50: Request

"You probably heard what Disco said during his presentation, right? The auction house I work for went bankrupt because of some things. And the reason for the bankruptcy is me."

At the time, the auction house I worked for, Wuzhi Auction House, had contracted to auction an incredibly valuable batch of items that had been pre-ordered by a Celestial Dragon. However, upon delivery, our auction house was informed that the items were fake.

Because of this incident, the entire Wuzhi Auction House was implicated, and in order to compensate, all of the auction house's shares and stored auction items were given away.

I also volunteered to be auctioned off as a slave in order to compensate the auction house for its losses.

At first, I thought it was just a mistake; I was too blind to notice anything amiss with the auction items. But it wasn't until just before my item was auctioned off that I learned the truth from the bank manager.

There is a force in the underworld that wants to enter the black market auction industry in the Sabaody Archipelago, and our presence is an eyesore to them.

So, they orchestrated this incident. They bribed an auction house employee beforehand to put sea stone powder in my eye drops, rendering my eyes unable to accurately assess the stones.

This caused our Woods Auction House to suffer huge losses, and we were forced to withdraw from our monopoly on the black market auction market. Claire's expression was perfectly calm as she spoke softly.

"So, your request is to take revenge on that group of people?" Mashiro asked with great interest.

“No, not just that group. I want to destroy Woods Auction House, and the Mac auction house that auctioned me.” Claire’s expression suddenly darkened, and she said in an icy tone.

She truly hated the group that orchestrated the scheme, and she also hated her own auction house and the auction house that conducted the auction. Although she told Mashiro that she was "willing" to be auctioned off as a slave, the truth was that she was completely forced to agree.

Given her fame, looks, and abilities, she could already imagine her miserable life if she were auctioned off as a slave.

"Haha, this is really interesting." Mashiro looked at Claire's expression and suddenly laughed. "You should already know who's behind this, right?" Mashiro asked softly.

"The Emperor of the Underworld, 'Heavenly Demon' Donquixote Doflamingo." Claire regained her composure and replied respectfully.

"Doflamingo? I remember that name. He's one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, so what price are you willing to pay for me to fight against my colleague?" Mashiro asked softly.

“I want everything,” Claire said, kneeling on the ground with utmost seriousness.

"If it were anyone else, your explanation would have been completely unsuccessful, and you would have been punished the moment you uttered it," Mashiro said softly. Upon hearing this, Claire's expression turned extremely pale.

“But I’m not just anyone, which is why I said your eyes are truly remarkable; even with obstacles and limitations, you can still see so much.” Mashiro reached out and stroked Claire’s hair, speaking softly.

"My eyesight was indeed limited by the seastone eye drops, which greatly affected my identification skills. But it's different when it comes to people. People are simpler to judge than objects, so I wasn't greatly affected when judging people." Claire hurriedly explained, gently rubbing Mashiro's hand.

"Can you read other people's minds?" Zhen Zi suddenly asked. "I could before, but not now..." Claire didn't continue.

“I understand. I accept your request, and I will try my best to restore your eyes. But from now on, your body, your soul, and your abilities will all belong to me,” Mashiro whispered in Claire’s ear.

[Claire's approval rating +70] [Name: Claire]

Gender: Female Age: 23

Affiliation: Commoner; Three-color Haki: None; Height: 175cm

Measurements: 98/58/87

Luck value: 20 Approval level: 70

"Let me see your resolve tonight," Mashiro said softly. Night fell.

Claire gently knocked on Mashiro's door. The moonlight was bright, and white clouds drifted lazily by.

Because it was night, the Konoha came to a stop, and the entire ship gently swayed with the waves.

Peacock couldn't fall asleep. The moment she closed her eyes, her mind was filled with the image of a real white figure. Leaning against the railing, Peacock silently gazed at the silvery sky.

She felt herself being increasingly influenced by Mashiro, and she absolutely couldn't let things continue like this. With that in mind, Peacock decided to go find Mashiro.

Arriving at Mashiro's door, just as she was about to knock, Peacock faintly heard some strange noises.

After hesitating for a moment, Peacock didn't knock. She gently turned the doorknob; the door wasn't locked. "It's not locked?"

Peacock peered through the crack in the door. The scene inside instantly petrified her.

Fabric flew about, intertwined, and a strange smell went straight to her brain.

Startled for a moment, Peacock gently closed the door. Her face was incredibly flushed.

She wanted to scream and run over, but a sense of excitement kept her watching. She hesitated for a moment.

The peacock pressed its ears against the door.

A charming voice instantly reached her ears, combined with the scene she had just witnessed. "Mashiro is with Claire..."

Scenes from the comics she used to secretly read began to surface in her mind. She stroked the wall, listened to the sounds inside, and imagined scenes from her idyllic journey.

The peacock sat on the ground.

One hand covered its mouth, while the other reached towards its absolute territory. The peacock didn't sleep a wink all night.

"Didn't you sleep well last night? You look so tired." Zhenbai asked with a smile, looking at the yawning Peacock beside her. "Nothing, I've been traveling around these past few days and I'm a bit tired. You, on the other hand, look refreshed." Peacock rolled her eyes at Zhenbai and said.

"I have a special method for sleeping, would you like to try it, Peacock?" Zhenbai asked with a smile. Upon hearing this, Peacock was instantly stunned.

The scene from last night resurfaced: Mashiro and Claire intertwined in the room, and myself outside the room.

Peacock's face instantly turned bright red, and her expression became extremely flustered. She said, "I'd never try your special method!" Then she quickly ran away.

Watching the peacock's departing figure, Mashiro smiled softly.

She certainly noticed the peacock's arrival last night, but deliberately didn't point it out.

Peacock's feelings towards her are complicated. She and Mashiro are friends in their normal state, but once Mashiro gets serious, their relationship instantly switches to that of master and servant.

Mashiro found this situation quite amusing, and thus enjoyed teasing the peacock. After teasing the peacock, Mashiro looked at the outline of the island ahead. Ohara, we've arrived.

Chapter 51: Eye Transplant Surgery

Back in Ohara, he told Robin about Lorena.

Mashiro then arranged rooms for Heather (the maid's name), Dong Aona, and Passia. Immediately afterwards, she took Claire to the hospital.

The workers only built the exterior of the hospital; the inside was empty.

Mashiro led Claire into the operating room to prepare for surgery. This was a profoundly significant attempt for Mashiro.

After using medical ninjutsu to anesthetize Claire, Mashiro removed Claire's eye and then took out a container filled with green liquid from her personal storage space.

The jar contained two white eyeballs floating inside.

This is the white eyeball that Mashiro specially kept, left over from when she created the Tenseigan.

Claire's Eye-Eye Fruit grants her the ability to see through things, and the Byakugan also has a special ability to see through things. The combination of the two will likely cause the Byakugan to undergo new changes, or even create a new eye technique.

Mashiro already had a solution for Claire's lack of chakra, storing it in her body as a chakra seal. With Mashiro implanting the Byakugan into Claire's eye socket, an eye transplant surgery spanning two worlds was completed.

Mashiro then used her medical ninjutsu to carefully examine Claire's physical condition. Finding no backlash or conflict, she woke her up with peace of mind.

Opening her eyes, Claire felt her perspective shift to 360 degrees; she could see every corner of the room, a feeling that made her very uncomfortable. "How does it feel?" Mashiro asked softly.

“It’s strange, these eyes feel very different from my previous eyes,” Claire said respectfully.

"That's normal. After all, you're used to normal eyes, and suddenly switching to the Byakugan's perspective will always feel a bit strange. The most important thing now is your ability—whether these eyes can see the fruits." Mashiro said with a light laugh.

Claire glanced at Mashiro and said, "Yes, Master." "What am I thinking right now?" Mashiro suddenly asked.

“You’re thinking, ‘The experiment seems to have succeeded.’” Clayther said respectfully, bowing his head. “Very good,” Mashiro chuckled.

Then, Mashiro pulled Claire off the operating table, brought her close to her neck, and bit down. Black lines began to spread.

Claire felt a sharp pain in her neck, but she dared not make any movement, standing quietly in place, waiting for Mashiro to complete the ritual.

A moment later, Mashiro released Claire, and a black, lifelike snowflake pattern appeared where Mashiro had bitten her. "Now, try to draw the power from your neck. Pull it into your eyes," Mashiro whispered.

Upon hearing this, Claire closed her eyes and began to sense her surroundings. A moment later, her eyes snapped open, veins bulging, and the whites of her eyes began to roll back. But at the same moment her eyes rolled back, a sharp pain shot through Claire's eyes.

Both scorching and icy, two completely different forces began to meet, intertwine, and merge. "Aaaaaaahhhhhh!"

Claire covered her eyes, letting out a painful scream. "Has the anomaly begun?" Mashiro muttered to herself upon seeing this.

Then she pulled Claire into her arms, and a green light surged forth, entering Claire's body. Afterward, Claire calmed down, leaving only heavy breathing.

Mashiro cut off her sense of pain.

Claire kept her eyes covered. Although the pain was blocked, she could still clearly feel the changes happening in her eyes.

Meanwhile, Mashiro remained where she was, holding Claire and gently patting her back to comfort her. Three hours passed in this way.

Claire lowered her hands.

"Is it ready?" Mashiro asked softly.

"Hmm," Claire said wearily. Then she opened her eyes.

Her pure white eyes were incredibly bright, and above the white surface, a black, circular pupil shimmered gently. "How do you feel? These eyes now?" Mashiro asked softly.

“I can see so many things now, so many things,” Claire replied.

She wasn't sure what the eyes' abilities were, only that they felt incredibly powerful, a feeling she'd never experienced before. "That's good. Now, just enjoy it," Mashiro said with a smile, stroking Claire's head.