"Why go look for that person?" Kuina looked at the newspaper with confusion. The news published was about Moriah becoming a new Shichibukai.
Hera said, "My ability is rather special. I sensed a feeling of yearning from the City of Devouring Time when I thought about the Shadow-Shadow Fruit. I need to go verify my guess."
Ain also became curious, "What are you going to do? A person can only eat one devil fruit; this has been verified by countless people. A person eating two devil fruits will explode."
When Kuina heard that eating two would cause an explosion, she looked at Hera with worry, her hand already resting on her sword hilt, as if ready to knock Hera unconscious and bring her back.
Hera quickly explained, "I'm not an idiot, don't worry. It's just a guess I have. Moreover, I'm not even afraid of seawater, which ordinary Devil Fruits fear. There might be some special aspect to me. I'm just going to check. Kuina, quickly put your sword down, I really won't mess around."
After speaking, Hera glanced at Ain again. There was actually one more thing: Zafkiel was also yearning for Ain, seemingly attracted by the Rewind-Rewind Fruit she possessed. Hera suppressed this yearning as well. Before confessing to Ain, she still needed to verify one matter.
"I hope it turns out as I expect. If I really kill Moriah, how should I recruit Perona then? I can't use the Scorpion Bullet from the ability or force her to fall in love with me, right?" Thinking of this, Hera sighed, but this concern was quickly thrown out of her mind.
"I'll worry about that later. If the City of Devouring Time must devour the Shadow-Shadow Fruit, and I have to extract it from Moriah's corpse, then I can only apologize to Perona."
To Hera, although she really wanted Perona on board, her own strength was more important. After all, she didn't know what abilities the mysterious Imu possessed. Before the final battle arrived, she needed to make more preparations.
Nami was operating the controls in the cockpit. A tube was connected behind her, and a continuous current was released from Nami's body, flowing into the pipe to become the power source for the argo.
If someone could stand next to her now, they would hear Nami muttering fiercely, "Hera, you bastard, you never told me that after eating the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, I'd have to constantly charge the argo."
Hera was quite satisfied with this design. It allowed Nami to master the Rumble-Rumble Fruit's abilities faster, provided continuous electricity to the argo, and the increased physical exertion could even help Nami awaken her Armament Haki. It was simply a triple win.
Hera suddenly thought again, realizing she had forgotten something. Seeing Nami nearly exhausted, she finally remembered and quickly called out to Ain, "Ain, when you train, remember to bring Nami along and teach her the Six Powers. As a Marine, how can one not know the Six Powers?"
Ain nodded. As she passed the cockpit, she pulled the collapsed Nami out and carried her toward the training room. Seeing this scene, Hera nodded in satisfaction, sighing, "This is youth."
Kuina pouted. She had reason to suspect that Hera was actually retaliating for Nami's punch when they were on the Sky Island. However, considering Nami also needed to strengthen her combat power, as the places Hera went were always very dangerous, she did not stop it.
In the blink of an eye, night fell. Thanks to the boost from the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, the argo no longer had to worry about energy. The large bath was activated daily to wash away the fatigue of the crew who had been busy all day.
Nami soaked in the huge bathtub, rubbing her tired thighs, leaning against the edge and closing her eyes to enjoy herself. Hera saw this and handed Nami a towel, "If you're tired, go back to your room to sleep. You might catch a cold here. You don't need to stand guard these few nights; the three of us can take turns, and you can focus on developing your fruit ability and cultivating the Six Powers."
Nami opened her eyes. While taking the towel, she pulled Hera over as well and began rubbing Hera's face repeatedly, thinking, "Such a cute face, yet she says such vicious things, demanding both current control and physical cultivation."
Hera struggled, breaking free from Nami's grip. During the struggle, she felt Nami's softness. She glared at Nami with a puffed-out face, then looked at her own chest, which couldn't be called barren, but rather limited in its abundance. In a fit of anger, she pinched Nami twice, muttering, "We're only one year apart, how can the difference be so huge?"
Nami cried out in pain and forcefully pressed Hera's head into the bathtub. For a moment, only Hera's gurgling sounds could be heard.
Kuina sighed watching the childish Hera, rescuing her from Nami. Hera looked at Kuina, as if finding her organization, and leaned over.
"Really, why are you fussing over this? I'm worried it will affect my swordsmanship." Hera suddenly realized: she was a boy in her past life! Why was she agonizing over these things after transmigrating? She immediately fell into a deeper state of self-pity.
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