Time flies...
Ding! Congratulations, Host! Reward: Still a man!
Finn grimaced. What the hell is this system up to?!
Robin looked down at Finn, her fist clenching as she punched him hard in the chest.
"Brother stinky! You nasty b*****d!" Robin growled, her dark eyes filled with resentment.
Finn, with his hands behind his head, slowly shifted his gaze from the ceiling to Robin's flushed cheeks. He blinked and smiled. "Sister Robin, I asked for your permission first. How can I be an a**hole?"
"What do you think?!" Robin fumed. "I've been looking forward to a romantic night with candlelight and dinner. Who would've thought you'd be in such a hurry?"
Finn leaned forward slightly, playfully pinching her nose. He feigned anger. "Say it! Am I an a**hole?"
"Ugh..." Finn sighed, feeling somewhat wronged. "Can't I be in a hurry? If I had a candlelight dinner first, I'd only have two choices to pick from... The system would only give me the worse ones!"
He grimaced internally. Fk, if I had waited for the dinner, this whole situation would've been ruined.
However, he couldn't explain that.
With a dramatic raise of his hands, he surrendered. "Alright, since Sister Robin says I'm an a**hole, then I'll own it."
Robin rolled her eyes, but Finn could tell that wasn't her real sentiment. Gently, he added, "Tell me, what's really bothering you? Why are you so upset all of a sudden?"
After a brief pause, Finn made up an excuse. "Alright, I confess. This has been planned for a while. I just didn't know how to tell you, so I tried to be mysterious. Didn't expect it to work, haha!"
"Really?" Robin asked, turning her head slightly, eyes searching his face.
"Really!" Finn affirmed with sincerity.
"Okay, my sister believes you," Robin said with a smile, tapping his forehead with a finger.
"Miss Robin, how about we get up and grab a bite to eat? It may be daytime, but there's always room for some red wine, steak, and maybe an afternoon candlelight tea?" Finn raised his eyebrows suggestively.
Robin shook her head, and Finn raised an eyebrow, confused. "Why not?"
Robin smirked as she pursed her lips. "Brother stinky, you think you can run away after all this? Not a chance! Let's see how I teach you a lesson!"
"Huh?" Finn blinked, momentarily stunned. But then, his face twisted into a look of shock.
Days passed, and the super battleship was nearing the Red Ten Continent.
On deck, Finn gazed out at the distant Red Line. His thoughts drifted to who he should take with him to Mariejois.
Suddenly, Monet appeared at his side. "Master, Punk Hazard Island is up ahead," she said, pointing to the right with her graceful arm.
Finn squinted toward the horizon and saw the faint outline of an island.
"In the past, you asked me to keep an eye on Guy Sa," Monet continued. "But it's been so long, I don't know if he's still around."
Finn was caught off guard, then quickly pieced together the situation. In Monet's memories, he had replaced Doflamingo. What Doflamingo had ordered her to do was now, naturally, his responsibility.
Punk Hazard...
Finn thought to himself. A chilling thought suddenly crossed his mind: One Piece may be wrong, but Momonosuke must die.
Though he hadn't yet committed any major wrongs, everyone knew how insufferable he was. Once Luffy rescued him, things would get messy.
Ding! Please choose:
Rescue Momonosuke. Reward: Random Devil Fruit.Kill Momonosuke. Reward: The privilege of eating another Devil Fruit.Turn Momonosuke into a ladyboy. Reward: The privilege of eating another Devil Fruit (no side effects).
Finn stood frozen, his thoughts racing.
A Devil Fruit seemed like a lucky reward, but the privilege of eating another? That was better.
And choice number 3? That had no side effects... Finn's smile widened.
Although the "Momonosuke must die" slogan had become infamous, Finn didn't want to kill him. But turning him into a ladyboy? That was an interesting option.
Determined, Finn ordered the super battleship to change course for Punk Hazard.
At that time, the island hadn't yet been split by ice and fire. But due to Guy Sa's reckless actions, it was engulfed in poisonous gas.
Finn boarded the island, activating his smart phone bug to search for signals. Within moments, he pinpointed Guy Sa's location.
Suddenly, a voice broke the silence.
"Who's there?"
Guy Sa turned to face Finn, but before he could react, Finn's fist collided with his face, knocking him unconscious.
Not interested in Guy Sa at all, Finn scanned the lab's layout and located the abandoned area.
Lifting the cover, Finn shouted into the dark: "Anyone there? I'm here to rescue you!"
A frantic voice responded from within: "Yes! Someone's there! Can you help me?"
Finn's heart leaped. This had to be Momonosuke!
Without hesitation, he unleashed his Conqueror's Haki.
Boom!
Momonosuke fell unconscious. As Finn entered the abandoned area, he found the boy lying there, foam at his mouth.
"Haha! Momonosuke, you little b*****d! Everyone wants you dead, but instead, I turned you into a ladyboy. You should be thanking me!"
With a thought, Finn retrieved a hormone injection from his system space.
Puchi!
The needle pierced Momonosuke's arm.
Moments later, Finn watched as Momonosuke's features softened, his figure became leaner, and the sharpness of his chin vanished.
Damn, this stuff works fast!
Finn grinned, tossing the syringe aside.
Just as he was about to leave, Finn paused. Would leaving Momonosuke like this be too boring?
He shook his head and grabbed the now-transformed boy, deciding to take him out of the abandoned area.
With his Observation Haki on high alert, Finn soon located Kin'emon, who was frantic and trapped on the island's outskirts.
A figure suddenly emerged from the poisonous gas, and Kin'emon instinctively caught it.
"Little Lord!" he exclaimed, seeing Momonosuke in his arms.
But then his expression faltered. "No! What's happened to you, young master?"
Momonosuke slowly opened his eyes, gazed at Kin'emon, and then smirked, his voice dripping with arrogance. "Kin'emon, you saved me, but now, everyone will see me as I truly am!"
He struck Kin'emon's chest with his tiny fist.
Kin'emon stood frozen, sweat dripping down his face, before he finally recoiled.
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