"Hiss!"
Just one drop made Hancock's face change slightly, her body trembling. The silver marrow felt like deep-sea ice, carrying a strange weight, and rolled into her stomach, causing an unbearable chill.
After the chill came an unbearable itching, as if thousands of ants were burrowing into her stomach, gnawing at her flesh and blood.
"Hateful!"
Hancock gritted her teeth, suppressing the unbearable feeling. She walked under the shower, opened the hot water valve, and let the scalding water pour over her body, using it to combat the coldness and itchiness.
But the hot water only provided temporary relief. As the silver marrow worked inside her body, Hancock felt a chill that made her tremble more and more. Her pearl-like fingers clasped onto the floor, the muscles in her well-proportioned legs tightening as the unbearable arousal spread from her lower abdomen to other parts of her body.
"So it's this kind of thing..." Hancock's face turned red, but her eyes remained clear, with a trace of disgust.
"Does the coldness and itching make me crave something of the opposite nature, such as some hot object, to relieve the coldness and itching?"
A sarcastic smile appeared on Hancock's lips. She closed her eyes, calming herself and enduring the effects of the drug. If it were just this, it would be nothing more than a whetstone to sharpen her will. She, Hancock, wouldn't give in easily.
"If you want to be my master, wait until you are stronger than the entire Nine Snakes Island!" Hancock whispered. She did not give in as the middle-aged woman thought but was instead inspired to fight. Even if her body sank, she would keep the clarity in her heart.
Time Returns to the Present.
On the warship, Kizaru walked out of the captain's cabin in a happy mood, ready to enjoy the spectacular sunset.
Suddenly, his expression changed. He noticed a young man wearing a chef's hat, passing through the boat and boarding the warship. This young man was a member of Lakeman's team of chefs.
"What are you doing here?" Kizaru asked with a frown.
"Mr. Borsalino, Master asked whether you will eat dinner here or on Master's boat?" the young man said with a polite smile.
Kizaru's expression changed.
What the hell! Why is Lakeman still staring at me? How could he be able to interest a Celestial Dragons young master for so long? And he didn't even give him a chance to say no, just asking where to eat!
"...On Saint Lakeman's ship," Kizaru said after a few seconds of silence.
"Okay, dinner is at seven o'clock. Please arrive on time," the young man bowed and left.
On the warship, Kizaru looked up at the sky speechlessly, his good mood gone in an instant.
"Oh, Master Celestial Dragons' attack is really fierce."
"One wave after another."
"Can the Vice Admiral hold on?"
"You have to persist even if you can't help it. Do you really want to sell your butt?"
"That's true. Vice Admiral is a scheduled Admiral. It would be too embarrassing for Tangtang's future Admiral to sell his ass."
The surrounding men were gloating and talking.
The corners of Kizaru's mouth twitched wildly. Of course, this was just a joke. No one thought that Kizaru would join the Celestial Dragons. No one thought that Lakeman, a Celestial Dragons master, could force Kizaru.
Celestial Dragons are distinguished only by their status. But Kizaru is a Sparkling fruit, Admiral candidate, and his importance in the World Government is not comparable to that of Celestial Dragons. If there was really a conflict, Kizaru could just walk away, and there wouldn't be any trouble.
"Tsk." So Kizaru listened to the gossip of his men and just curled his lips in displeasure, punishing them by scrubbing the deck three times. After that, he tidied up his appearance and headed to Lakeman's boat for dinner.
On Lakeman's Boat.
A golden laser flashed, and Kizaru's figure appeared instantly, as if teleporting, from the warship to Lakeman's ship.
"Here he comes, Kizaru Vice Admiral." Seeing Kizaru's arrival, Lakeman's eyes lit up, and he greeted him warmly. "Please sit down. The main dish tonight is glass pearl meat. I heard it is extremely delicious. The Vice Admiral should try it."
"Okay, Saint Lakeman." Kizaru nodded helplessly and sat at his seat. The food at Celestial Dragons was indeed delicious, but the problem was that people who eat without thoughts find the food tasteless.
As expected, this dinner was also boring and uninteresting, the atmosphere so awkward that it made people want to dig a hole to escape. But Lakeman was very happy, his expression calm and content.
[Current progress: 6.13%...]
[Current progress: 7.24%...]
[Current progress: 8.05%...]
Looking at the increasing progress, Lakeman felt happy. Of course, it was Kizaru who was tortured. He felt like eating was like going to jail, life was simply boring. However, the happiness in the world is constant and will not disappear. It will only transfer from one person's face to another's. The unhappier Kizaru was, the happier Lakeman became.
Later That Night.
Kizaru tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He sat up sadly and looked at the time. Two o'clock in the morning. Well, at this time, Marshal Sengoku should still be awake. No matter, call first and then talk. Kizaru took out his phone and called Sengoku.
In a certain room, Sengoku, who was sleeping deeply, was suddenly awakened by the sound of a phone call from a bug. He quickly put on his glasses and took the phone.
"What's wrong, Kizaru? Is there an emergency?"
According to the agreement, Kizaru needed to report at ten o'clock during the day. This was not the time for routine reporting. It could only be an emergency! Sengoku's eyes suddenly became sharp.
Then, he heard Kizaru's smiling voice coming from the other side of the phone. "Great, it turns out you haven't slept either, Marshal. I can't sleep tonight," Kizaru said briskly.
Sengoku: "???"
He took the phone away and stared at it silently. "..." The phone bug trembled, as if it felt the murderous intention.
Fortunately, Sengoku was worthy of being a marshal. Even if someone wakes him up in the middle of the night because they can't sleep, he can still control his emotions and calmly ask, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
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