What Kind Of Look Do You Have? The Stile Is Unique~(5/5)

Finn once again channeled his medical ninjutsu, casting a deep sleep over the three Smoothies with his anesthesia hand. With them safely unconscious, Charlotte Pudding began her delicate work, altering their memories with precision.

Meanwhile, Finn stood by, alert. His phone bug intercepted a call—it was Stracey. Earlier, in the Cake Castle, Finn had marked her phone bug, ensuring that any incoming or outgoing calls would be forwarded to him. Now, as he checked the transmission, he realized she was contacting the chief of the CPO.

"Do you have anything important to report?" Finn asked, flawlessly imitating the chief's tone.

Stracey wasted no time. "Sir, something major just happened with the Big Mom Pirates! A young man claiming to be the commander of the Marine Independent Battalion, named Monkey D. Finn, infiltrated Cake Island alone. Not only did he eat Big Mom's celebratory cake, but he also triggered her food cravings and abducted four of her daughters!"

Stracey, ever the skilled intelligence officer, relayed the key points with remarkable efficiency.

"And this Finn? Where is he now?" Finn pressed, still mimicking the CPO chief's voice.

"He clicked a device and vanished," Stracey replied. "He's nowhere to be seen."

After a pause, Stracey added, "Sir, I believe this person warrants attention. The World Government should look into him."

"Indeed," Finn mused, pretending to ponder deeply. "Stracey, you're right. This man needs scrutiny. Have you had any direct interactions with him?"

Stracey hesitated, taking a sip of her drink. "He... seems to be interested in me."

"Interested, you say..." Finn dragged out the sentence for effect. "Very well. I'll put your current assignment on hold. Another agent will handle Happy Street. Your new mission: get close to this Monkey D. Finn. Investigate his abilities and intentions."

"Understood, sir," Stracey responded, though her heart sank. Why me?

Despite her annoyance, Stracey knew this mission wouldn't be easy. She had seen Finn fight Katakuri at Cake Castle—he was dangerous, and she knew she couldn't match his strength. The prospect of getting closer to him now felt like a trap.

After hanging up, Stracey's mood soured. "Great," she muttered. "Just what I needed."

Morgans, ever the opportunist, cackled as he turned to her, tugging at his seagull's reins. "Quack, quack! Well, this is where we part ways, Stracey. I'm headed in the opposite direction."

With that, Morgans flew off, leaving Stracey clinging to her own seagull, heading towards Joy Street. But with Joy Street now in other hands, Stracey had no real destination.

Suddenly, her eyes widened. Up ahead, something—or someone—was flying toward her.

"Is that...?" Stracey rubbed her eyes. No mistake—there was Finn, standing atop a sword, gliding through the sky.

Finn, having traced her location through the phone bug, had arrived.

"Well, well, what a coincidence," Finn called out with a smirk. "Of all the people I could run into on the vast sea, fate brings us together again."

Stracey forced a smile, trying to hide her frustration. "Master Finn, you truly have a talent for finding people."

"Fate, my dear. It must be fate," Finn teased, his eyes flicking down to the way Stracey clutched the seagull's legs. "Quite the... unique flying style you've got there."

Stracey grit her teeth. She was embarrassed enough without him mocking her. Is this guy even human? she thought. She decided to save face. "The sea breeze is quite refreshing, actually."

"Is it now?" Finn said, casting a glance at the seagull.

Sensing Finn's overwhelming presence, the seagull panicked, flapping wildly in an attempt to escape.

"Hey! Master Finn, this is no time for jokes!" Stracey shouted, her face turning pale. If the seagull fled, she'd plummet into the sea.

"Relax," Finn said with a grin. "I'll share my sword with you."

He moved aside, giving Stracey room to stand beside him. With no other option, she let go of the seagull, performing a quick Moonwalk to land on the sword.

"You came to check on me, didn't you?" Stracey asked, trying to regain her composure.

"Of course," Finn said, his tone playful. "I'm here to make sure everything's in order."

"Well, I didn't agree to anything!" Stracey snapped.

Finn gave her a sly look. "I don't recall asking for your agreement. You're the one who piqued my interest."

Before Stracey could react, Finn moved swiftly, disappearing and reappearing behind her in an instant. His palm gently touched her back, sending a numbing jolt through her body.

Stracey froze, her muscles refusing to respond. She was still conscious but completely immobilized. Finn's paralyzing palm technique had worked flawlessly.

"Now, let's take a little trip," Finn said, as the sword beneath them expanded, carrying them both high into the clouds.

Minutes later, the sword descended from the clouds, and Finn finally released her from the paralysis.

"You... you've gone too far!" Stracey's voice shook with anger. If she had the strength, she would've struck him then and there.

But Finn, now satisfied, simply smiled. "You're not lying. That's all I needed to know."

Stracey fumed, clenching her fists. Despite her rage, part of her recognized that Finn wasn't the heartless villain she had expected. He could've taken things much further but hadn't.

But that didn't make her any less furious.

"Are we done here?" Stracey asked, trying to regain her pride.

"Yes, we're done," Finn said casually, hopping off the sword. "This energy sword will carry you to the nearest island. Goodbye, Stracey."

Stracey watched him begin to leave, her emotions swirling in confusion.

"You stop right there!" she shouted.

Finn paused and turned. "What is it? Still need to check something?"

"Damn you!" Stracey's face flushed. "You can't just walk away like that after everything!"

"Well, what do you want, then?" Finn asked, amused.

"I don't know! But this can't just be over! I won't let it!" Stracey was yelling now, clearly unsure of her own feelings.

Finn laughed softly. "Alright then. Come with me. Maybe once you've thought it through, you can tell me what you want."

Without thinking, Stracey agreed. "Fine!"

In her mind, she told herself she was doing it to complete the mission. But deep down, even she had to admit that Finn had stirred something within her—something unexpected.

As they vanished into the sky, Stracey knew one thing for sure: this strange journey with Finn was far from over.