Saiyan Reborn

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Doflamingo choked hard, composure slipping like water through fingers.

Even though he'd always been wary of Vice Admiral Tsuru—the woman who had chased him across the seas for decades—he couldn't hold back anymore.

Two days on Sabaody Archipelago had made one thing painfully clear:Bravoc... was a man on a mission for beauty.

And now, Tsuru had just pulled out a photo of Gion—Vice Admiral "Pink Rabbit", Marine Admiral Candidate, and certified top-tier beauty, even by his own high standards.

She's strong too, Doflamingo thought bitterly. Almost Admiral-level. But with Akainu, Kizaru, and Aokiji around, the balance of power won't allow her promotion.

Apparently, she and Tokikake were currently stationed in the New World, helping hold the Marine front line while HQ prepared for the inevitable war with Whitebeard.

Doflamingo's eye twitched.

He remembered exactly what Bravoc had said earlier that morning:

"These women are too weak."

But Gion?

She wasn't weak.

Hell, she could probably go a few rounds with Big Mom.

…Not that Bravoc was into Big Mom types. Unless he had a thing for nightmare fuel.

Still—

If Bravoc actually falls for Gion... and worse, joins the Marines for her... then how the hell do I recruit him into my family?!

Unacceptable!

Doflamingo stepped up with urgency and leaned in close, voice a hush:

"My lord Bravoc… many in my family already admire you deeply."

He licked his lips, laying the bait.

"We have the sultry Violet… the loyal maid Baby-5… the graceful harpy Monet… and if you prefer youth, there's Sugar. She's in her twenties—but looks much younger."

Bravoc: "???"

What the hell did I just hear?

Sultry temptress. Maid girl. Bird woman.A childlike adult??

You think I'm some kind of damn deviant?!

Bravoc shot Doflamingo a death glare, veins pulsing on his forehead.

Even Mihawk, standing nearby, blinked several times.

Did I just hear what I think I did?

Doflamingo... the "Heavenly Yaksha"… pimping women?!

Had Mihawk's sword rattled his brain too much? Maybe he needed a paddle under that coffin-boat to steer himself back to sanity.

Even Mihawk, for all his pride, couldn't hide his horror.

Bravoc clenched his fists.

"Shut it." His voice was cold enough to freeze magma.

Another word from Doflamingo, and heads would roll.

Sensing the danger, Doflamingo wisely zipped his lips and stood in silence.

Bravoc turned to Tsuru.

He took the photo from her hand.

Red jacket. Marine cloak. Long legs.Gion. No doubt.

Sure, anime proportions didn't translate 1:1 to reality—but this woman?

She came close.

Still… Bravoc's mind screamed:

"What do you take me for?!"

He tucked the photo away calmly, face unreadable.

"I'd be honored to meet such a powerful woman one day," he said with all the grace of a statesman."But for now, ma'am, shall we return to our business discussion?"

Then—

He took three steps back.Clenched his fist.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

BOOM!!!

A Level 20 hurricane blasted outward from Bravoc's body.

The air cracked like glass.

Marineford shook.

The ground shattered beneath him. The entire base trembled as if struck by an earthquake.

Waves surged like a bomb had gone off beneath the harbor.

Naval warships were flung, bobbing like leaves on a storm tide.

The clouds above split open, revealing harsh sunlight.

Even Doflamingo's eyes widened in disbelief.

He couldn't breathe.

Haki flared around him, both Armament and Conqueror's, but—

Still not enough?!

Kuzan, Tsuru, Mihawk—all veterans of war—stood frozen.

They were pale, barely staying upright.

One poor Rear Admiral from Sabaody was launched straight into the ocean.

Ranks didn't matter anymore.

Admiral. Shichibukai. Vice Admiral.All of them were ants.

Facing something that should not exist.

Aokiji staggered, forcing out a breath:

"S–STOP!!"

FWOOSH—

The pressure disappeared.

Bravoc lowered his hand and smiled.

"Oh? What's wrong with everyone?"

He tilted his head innocently.

What's wrong?! You nearly turned us into meat paste!!

But no one said that out loud.

Tsuru, breathing heavily, wiped her forehead and sat on a crate, knees trembling.

"Hoo boy," she muttered. "Monsters, all of you. No respect for your elders. I was almost a damn pancake."

Bravoc didn't respond.

Just stared.

Coldly.

Realizing the "granny" card wouldn't work anymore, Tsuru sighed.

She turned to Kuzan.

"Go calm the port down. I'll take them to see Sengoku."

"…Got it."

Kuzan looked at Bravoc one last time, then vanished into the sky using Moonwalk.