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"Are you going out?" Inside the house, Drake washed up after his morning exercise and sat down to eat the breakfast Kyoma had brought back.
"Yeah, I have something to do. I probably won't be back until evening."
Kyoma was trying to wake up Kanna. He'd gone to the market to buy breakfast earlier, and when he returned, the dragon was still sleeping soundly on the sofa. Drool hung from the corner of her mouth, and her tail was pressed beneath her. She hadn't moved an inch.
Kyoma gently pushed her several times, but there was no response. She was completely out. He had no choice but to give up.
Law's pirate ship was still at the seaside, and he couldn't keep them waiting too long.
"When she wakes up, tell her that breakfast is on the table. Same for Kagura and Klee, remind them to wash up before eating."
Before leaving, Kyoma gave Drake a few more instructions.
"You're making me deal with such troublesome things..." Drake's face fell.
But before he could finish complaining, Kyoma had already disappeared. With his current physical fitness, he only needed to exert a little force in the yard to clear the wall like he had springs in his legs. He vanished from sight in an instant.
"..." Drake stood frozen in place.
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Law's pirate ship was a submarine, a vessel that seemed centuries ahead compared to the mainstream sailing ships of this era.
Kyoma had never had the chance to ride in a submarine before arriving in this world, so he couldn't help feeling excited and curious as he boarded.
Similarly, Law's crew members stared at him with wide eyes, pointing as if they were looking at some celebrity.
Kyoma was puzzled.
He looked at the crew members in their white suits in confusion.
He wasn't a celebrity; he didn't even have an official bounty yet.
Bepo explained, "Because the captain mentioned that Kyoma-san, a man with [Conqueror's Haki] who's a hidden powerhouse on this island, everyone's a little curious."
"No, no, no, that's not it at all, Bepo." A crew member wearing a hat hugged Bepo and whispered in his ear.
"Bepo, maybe you can't tell because you're a bear, and it's not clear to you how strong this guy is, but... his appearance is really too hateful for us men."
His voice gradually grew louder until he was almost roaring, looking at Kyoma with flames burning in his eyes, the sad fire of jealousy.
The crew members around him nodded in agreement, their eyes like daggers aimed at Kyoma.
"Damn it, how can a man look like that?"
"What's even worse is that this guy isn't just more handsome than me, he's actually better-looking than the captain."
"Don't drag me into this, you bastards." Law was speechless.
He covered his face as they spoke, feeling like his image in front of Kyoma was being ruined by these idiotic crew members.
"Uh." Kyoma scratched his head awkwardly, though he could barely suppress his smile.
He quickly realized that his face had caused public outrage. As everyone knows, if one man calls another man handsome, then he must be ridiculously handsome indeed.
After several summonings, his bloodline had been continuously mixed, and he could barely be called human anymore. His appearance was gradually developing toward perfection, his features becoming sharper and more defined, all while carrying the mysterious and noble aura of dragons and elves.
When seeing his body after bathing, Kyoma often had a ridiculous thought: if he learned from certain perverted individuals and dressed in women's clothing, could he compete with Hancock, the most beautiful woman on the seas?
Law saw Kyoma's mouth curl upward and became even more speechless.
'Are you really so pleased by their praise? Where's the modesty expected from a wielder of [Conqueror's Haki]?'
"Alright, idiots, time to set sail. Otherwise, we won't make it to the show later." Law had no choice but to rally his crew.
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Meanwhile, at Kyoma's house.
Kagura had just woken from her bed. She rubbed her eyes and yawned, then noticed she was still wearing yesterday's clothes. She couldn't help but pout.
"Kyo-chan, you didn't even change my clothes..."
After complaining for a moment, she threw off the quilt, letting it scatter randomly across the bed, then slipped on her slippers and ran out the door. She was getting hungry.
"Kyo-chan!"
As soon as she stepped into the corridor on the second floor, she began calling out loudly as usual.
She didn't reach Kyoma, but she did wake Klee instead.
"Kagura-nee... is it time for breakfast?" Klee opened her door, her clothes messy and her eyes still heavy with sleep. She yawned as she spoke.
"Yep. Usually, Kyo-chan would have already bought it by now. We just have to wait to be fed," Kagura said matter-of-factly. No one knew Kyoma better than she did.
"Fed? That's strange... why does it sound like Klee's a pet..." Klee was fully awakened by those words and said hesitantly.
"A pet? Now that you mention it, it does sound a bit like that." Kagura paused after hearing this, then nodded in agreement.
She scratched her chin thoughtfully before suddenly speaking with a determined expression.
"But since I don't have to do anything and still get fed, it's really too good. Even if I'm called a pet, I'm willing."
"Huh? You... you..."
Klee was stunned by her outrageous statement.
Though it was difficult for her to fully understand with her limited knowledge, Kagura's willingness to do nothing for a full stomach left an indelible shock on Klee's young heart.
At that moment, she had only one thought: Kagura-nee is really... different.
"Anyway, my stomach's starting to rumble. Let's go downstairs and eat."
Kagura didn't think she'd said anything outrageous. She grabbed the still-shocked Klee and hurried downstairs.
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On the first floor at the dining table, Drake fidgeted uncomfortably because Kanna, who was eating, kept glancing at him with questioning eyes.
He didn't understand why a young girl's gaze would give him so much pressure.
In front of her, he even felt the same way he had when meeting Admiral Sakazuki as a new recruit. He barely dared to breathe.
But she was completely different from Admiral Sakazuki back then. The admiral had been able to pressure him through overwhelming strength alone.
This ordinary-looking and very cute girl, however, gave him a different kind of pressure. When he looked into her eyes, he inexplicably felt the urge to submit.
This shocked Drake deeply.
He possessed an ancient Zoan-type fruit that placed him near the top of the food chain; he was a ferocious Allosaurus.
What kind of creature could pressure him like this?
'What kind of monster has that bastard Kyoma brought back?'
And he'd asked Drake to look after her.
Wouldn't he be swallowed in one bite?
Drake's expression remained unchanged, but he cursed Kyoma countless times in his heart.
"You... are also a dragon?" At that moment, Kanna, who had been observing for a long time, finally asked.
When she'd woken up, Drake had told her that Kyoma had gone out.
But strangely, she could still detect a faint dragon aura.
She initially thought the aura came from Kyoma.
But now that Kyoma was gone, she sniffed curiously and discovered that the aura actually came from this guy.