"Negative Hollows!"
Several translucent white ghosts burst out from Perona's body.
Letting out eerie "woo-woo" giggles, they shot forward at terrifying speed—
Too fast for the Kid Pirates to react.
They passed straight through Kid and his entire crew.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
The shock and fury on Kid's face vanished instantly.
Replaced by crushing despair.
He dropped to his knees and smashed his forehead against the ground.
"I'm sorry… I'm just trash who collects scrap metal… I don't deserve to live…"
"A murderer like me… doesn't even deserve to breathe…"
"My life has no meaning…"
"My mask is so ugly…"
Killer and the rest collapsed one after another, kneeling in extreme negativity.
Completely incapacitated.
Against opponents who didn't know Armament Haki—
Perona was practically invincible.
The harbor fell silent.
Then erupted.
"That's the Ghost Princess Perona from the Leno Pirates!"
"The Fallen Leno is here! Run!"
"Why is a monster like him at a Supernova gathering?!"
"…Technically, by debut time, he counts as a rookie…"
"Then you can have that title! I'm out!"
"Being born in the same era as Leno is tragic…"
Panic spread instantly.
Pirates scattered like they'd seen a ghost.
The harbor cleared in seconds.
Only a few Supernovas remained, forcing themselves to stand their ground.
They looked at Kid's crew—
just seconds ago arrogant and untouchable—
now reduced to puddles of despair.
Cold sweat slid down their temples.
Not a single one dared provoke him again.
After all—
the lesson was kneeling right there.
As for Leno—
He didn't even spare Kid another glance.
Trash.
If they couldn't even get past his goth loli, they weren't worth his attention.
His gaze swept lazily across the silent Supernovas.
A faint curve touched his lips.
Bullying these guys?
Felt good.
They weren't saints.
No guilt required.
His eyes finally landed on Jewelry Bonney.
She was gnawing on a massive drumstick, grease all over her mouth.
Suddenly, she felt it—
That unfiltered gaze.
She froze mid-bite.
Swallowed hard.
Instinctively prepared to activate her fruit and turn into a child to run—
But Leno's eyes lingered only briefly.
Then moved on.
Not yet.
The thing Kuma had given him—
If used properly—
Would max out Bonney's affection in one move.
No need to rush.
And no—
He had no intention of letting Bonney have any contact with Zoro.
He respected the swordsman.
But he wasn't some green-haired cuck handing women around.
Leno led his crew deeper into the island—
As if no one else existed.
The Supernovas barely breathed.
Terrified he might change his mind and attack.
Only after he disappeared did Perona float down toward the still-kneeling Kid Pirates and stick out her tongue.
"Hehehehe~ The negativity wears off in a day~"
"Enjoy it, trash~"
Then she spun around and zipped to Leno's side, circling him sweetly.
"Leno-sama~ Leno-sama~ How did I do? I was amazing, right? Praise me~"
"Very impressive~ so amazing~"
He answered in the tone one might use with a child.
The terrifying Ghost Princess—
Now looked like a girl asking for candy.
The remaining Supernovas twitched.
"What's wrong with her? Split personality?"
"How is Leno's crew this brokenly strong?!"
"Beautiful. Powerful. And obedient."
Jealousy. Envy. Resentment.
Even Moria wouldn't recognize what his "daughter" had become.
What kind of tuning produced this version?
—
Just as Leno vanished from sight—
The Thousand Sunny slowly entered a different harbor.
Luffy and the others immediately spotted the flagless yet unmistakable ship.
Their pupils shrank.
"Leno's ship… he's already here…" Nami whispered.
Zoro and Sanji's faces darkened instantly.
Their wounds seemed to throb again.
The other Supernovas glanced at the battered Straw Hats—
Clearly fresh from defeat—
And lost interest.
Kid was already down.
No one wanted more trouble.
Still—
They spared the Straw Hats a few disdainful looks.
"…Bastards."
"What're you looking at?!"
"Think you're better than us?!"
—
Leno, meanwhile, ignored the chaos behind him.
He strolled through Sabaody with his crew.
Colorful bubbles floated everywhere.
The scenery was surreal.
Robin walked quietly at his side.
Kalifa and Domino claimed his arms—left and right.
Perona floated around energetically, holding little Alice's hand.
After a while—
Leno yawned.
No matter the world—
Never go shopping with women.
Especially multiple.
Exhausting.
They had endless energy.
He decided to slip away and visit the legendary "Shakky," rumored keeper of God Valley's great secret treasure.
"I wonder… could Roger's great treasure actually be Shakky's… holy relic?" he mused wickedly.
Who would've thought so many legends revolved around her?
Just as he turned toward Shakky's bar—
A commotion erupted ahead.
Three Celestial Dragons walked arrogantly down the street.
Bubble helmets gleaming.
Slaves and guards surrounding them.
Saint Roswald and Saint Charlos immediately spotted Leno—
No.
Not Leno.
The women around him.
Roswald's eyes bulged, drool dripping.
"Oh~! So many beautiful slave women! I've never seen such high-grade goods!"
Charlos sniffled loudly, pointing at Kalifa and the others.
"Father! I want that one! And that one! And that one! Capture them all! They'll be my wives!"
Beside them—
Saint Shalria stared fixedly at Leno himself.
His handsome face.
That dangerous aura.
Her eyes sparkled.
She didn't drool.
But barely held it in.
"So handsome… I've never seen a commoner with such presence!"
She excitedly pulled out her pistol.
"Decided! He'll be my male pet! Bring him back to Mary Geoise!"
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