Lafitte looked at Doc Q curiously.
"Haven't you already eaten a Devil Fruit? How can you eat another one? Are you that so-called child of destiny the crew keeps talking about?"
Doc Q hurriedly waved his hands.
"Not me, not me. It's for Stronger."
"Stronger?"
Lafitte and Reiju thought of the horse Nami and Nojiko rode around on all day.
Both of their mouths twitched.
People barely had enough to go around, and he wanted one for a horse?
To their surprise, White Ghost nodded.
White Ghost looked at him.
"I don't have any flying Devil Fruits on hand for now. There is one, but it's too precious. I can't give that one away.
"When we find a flying Devil Fruit later, you and Stronger can choose first. Whatever you like, take it."
Doc Q was overjoyed. He knew his captain always kept his word, so he quickly thanked him.
"Thank you, Captain. I'm not in a hurry. Later is fine."
Doc Q left. He had to go tell Stronger the good news. He had not followed the wrong person.
Lafitte and Reiju left as well. Their captain clearly had something to do, and as subordinates, they knew how to read the mood.
White Ghost tightened his arms around Shiroheko.
"What? Feeling reluctant?"
Shiroheko raised her head and looked at him.
"No. The things from before have nothing to do with me anymore. I only have you now."
White Ghost lifted her up so their eyes were level.
"I never thought things would turn out like this back then."
Shiroheko did not speak. She wrapped her arms around his neck and offered him her lips.
After a while, when he noticed she was a little short of breath, White Ghost finally let her go.
Shiroheko looked at him with misty eyes, her voice trembling slightly.
"Not here. Back to the room."
White Ghost carried her back to the room. The moment they entered, he casually set up a barrier.
Shiroheko removed her cheongsam, and her perfect figure appeared before him.
He had to admit, this girl had both looks and figure.
Before long, Shiroheko's muffled voice came from inside, mixed with White Ghost's rough breathing.
A long while later, looking at the girl who had fallen deeply asleep in his arms, White Ghost reached one conclusion.
The physique of a Mythical Zoan was truly excellent.
…
Early morning.
Shiroheko opened her eyes and looked at the man still sleeping beside her, her cheeks turning slightly red.
How had she been so bold last night?
So open?
Just as she was about to get up, White Ghost woke as well.
Perhaps because it was morning, that common problem every man had made White Ghost unusually restless.
Looking at the face so close to him, White Ghost did not hold back and turned over.
When White Ghost walked out of the room feeling refreshed, he saw Uta looking at him with resentment all over her face.
Shiroheko blushed and hurried away.
After all, she had been caught sneaking food behind her best friend's back.
White Ghost, thick-skinned as always, stepped forward and wrapped an arm around Uta's slender waist, looking into her eyes.
"What? Can't wait anymore?"
Uta's face reddened. She pinched him and tried to break free.
Unfortunately, White Ghost's arm was too tight, and she could not escape.
Seeing that she could not break free, Uta raised her head and looked at him.
White Ghost bent down and kissed her.
Uta wrapped both arms around him in return.
After a long while, White Ghost released her.
Uta suddenly exerted strength and pushed him back into the room.
She sat across from White Ghost, looking straight at him without blinking.
"How many times did you two do it last night?"
White Ghost's mouth twitched. He felt danger coming.
"Not many."
Uta snorted, took off her dress, and pressed herself against White Ghost's chest.
"I don't care how many times it was. I want the same. Whatever she got, I want too."
How could White Ghost endure a sight like that?
He wrapped his arms around her slender waist and exerted slight strength.
"Mm…"
From inside the room came Uta's muffled voice.
Outside the door, Shiroheko stuck out her tongue and hurried away.
At noon, under the harsh sun, White Ghost lay in his chair looking completely drained as he basked in the sunlight.
He had not expected Uta to be that jealous.
She wanted to compare everything with Shiroheko.
In the end, only after White Ghost looked completely hollowed out did she let him go.
Of course, that girl was not in great condition either.
White Ghost turned and looked at Bellemere, who was staring at him like he was a scumbag.
"What is it, big sis? I want to go back to sleep right now."
Bellemere glared hard at him twice, feeling wronged for her two daughters.
This guy was way too much of a flirt.
Seeing White Ghost close his eyes and prepare to rest, Bellemere quickly spoke.
"How do I train Armament Haki?"
White Ghost opened his eyes suspiciously and looked at her.
"You haven't awakened it yet?"
Bellemere shook her head.
"I listened to you before and properly developed my Devil Fruit. Of course, I didn't neglect my body either.
"My Observation Haki awakened, but there's still no sign of Armament Haki. That's why I came to ask you, big shot."
White Ghost rubbed his chin.
"That shouldn't be the case. From what you said, you haven't neglected your physique all this time. After so long, it should have awakened."
Bellemere lit a cigarette and started smoking.
"I don't know either. I just can't feel that aura."
White Ghost looked at her for a while and gave a suggestion.
"How about training with Seastone handcuffs on? I can only guide you with this. I can't directly help you awaken it."
Bellemere looked at him suspiciously.
"Didn't you help Smoker awaken his in Loguetown? Why can't you help me now? I gave both my daughters to you."
White Ghost held his forehead.
"I was beating him up to pass the time. He was already just one step away."
"I can fight you too. As long as it awakens, that's fine."
White Ghost still shook his head.
"Forget it. I don't know my own strength. If I break you, Nami and Nojiko will come looking for trouble with me."
Bellemere's face darkened.
"How much are you looking down on me?"
As she spoke, she clenched her fist and punched White Ghost.
Whoosh.
White Ghost vanished from the spot.
The next moment, he appeared at the stairway.
"You really can't reason with women."
Bellemere chased after White Ghost with a dark face, punching at him.
White Ghost dodged while walking away.
As he passed Chopper, who was training, he casually took away his Seastone.
Chopper froze, then hurriedly dodged aside, because Bellemere's fist was already coming from behind.
"Don't run if you've got guts! I'll show you today that I'm no pushover!"
White Ghost calmly walked toward Dragon Island.
Bellemere chased after him with a dark face, while the others all looked like they were watching a show.
White Ghost arrived on Dragon Island, grabbed her fist, and casually snapped the Seastone handcuffs onto her.
Click.
Bellemere felt a wave of weakness wash over her, though it was not too severe. She had trained with this before.
White Ghost folded his arms.
"Come on, then. Let me see whether you actually eat meat or just talk big."
Bellemere gritted her teeth and punched without wasting words.
White Ghost extended one finger.
Smack.
Bellemere watched her fist get stopped by a single finger, and veins bulged on her forehead.
"I refuse to believe this."
"Ah!"
Then everyone on the ship saw Bellemere attack their captain like crazy.
Their captain, meanwhile, kept blocking every attack with one finger, mocking her each time he did.
"Yep. Still eating vegetables."
Bellemere's face grew darker and darker, while her movements kept getting faster.
Clang.
Suddenly, a thin layer of black covered her hand.
Smack.
White Ghost caught her fist.
"Not bad. You've barely eaten some meat now."
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