As Senga descended from the sky with Kalifa in tow, she glanced at Yamato's attire and realized that she was indeed a die-hard fan of Oden, as her style of dress was exactly the same as that idiot's.
Fortunately, Yamato good-looking, and the same style of clothing did not affect her appearance on her, while Oden looked incredibly stupid in it.
Thinking of this, Senga looked at Yamato and smiled, then said,
Should I call you Yamato or Kozuki Oden?
As Senga uttered the words "Kozuki Oden," a purple glint flashed in his eyes.
Upon hearing these two titles, Yamato's pupils contracted. He wondered who this person was, how he knew that Kozuki Oden, and even knew his real name.
However, she still firmly identifies herself as Kozuki Oden, so she said loudly,
"My name is Kozuki Oden!"
After saying that, she proudly puffed out her chest, as if the name was incredibly prestigious.
Kalifa, standing behind Senga, sighed helplessly. She knew that her boss didn't like Kozuki Oden at all, and could even say he hated him. This Yamato dared to call himself Kozuki Oden; it seemed someone was in for trouble.
Sure enough, just a second ago Yamato was proudly proclaiming herself to be Kozuki Oden, the next second she was punched in the stomach by Senga, who suddenly appeared in front of her. The shape of Senga's fist could even be seen from behind her.
Senga didn't use his Sublimation Armament with this punch; it was just ordinary Armament Haki. But even so, the intensity of his Armament Haki was Yamato couldn't withstand.
Yamato's face turned bluish-purple after taking the punch. She clutched her stomach tightly with both hands, staggering back a few steps. The pain in her abdomen rendered her speechless.
Once the pain subsided slightly, she looked up at Senga in shock.
Yamato had been beaten up by Kaido since she was a child, so her resilience was second to none. But Senga's punch had actually broken through her defenses. How could she not be shocked?
Looking at Senga's face, which looked even younger than her own, Yamato found it hard to believe that someone could be so strong at such a young age. Even Oden, whom she admired, couldn't have done it, right?
She endured the sharp pain in her abdomen and asked...
Who exactly are you?
Senga looked at Yamato, who was grimacing in pain, and said calmly,
"Marine Vice Admiral Purple Kirin."
"Navy? Are you here to arrest my father? Just you and that woman?"
"I'm too lazy to arrest your father right now, but I can handle him on my own."
"You're enough on your own!?"
Such arrogant words left Yamato speechless. She admitted that Senga was very strong, at least far stronger than her, but compared to Kaido, she felt it was still uncertain, after all, her father Kaido was one of the Four Emperors!
Thinking of Kaido's terrifying power, Yamato shook her head and said,
"You don't know how terrible he is. If you're alone, you should go back. I suggest you bring some people with you before you come back."
Upon hearing this, Senga was speechless. This was truly an act of filial piety that caused a stir. Kaido, you really have a sweet and considerate daughter.
Moved by Yamato's filial piety, Senga's fist gleamed with Armament Haki, preparing to deliver another punch as encouragement.
Yamato this, Yamato quickly held the spiked club horizontally in front of her stomach. She knew that with Senga's speed just now, there was no way she could dodge it, so she could only use a defensive measure in advance.
However, this time Senga was somewhat unsportsmanlike; he didn't intend to attack Yamato's stomach at all, but instead punched her in the chest.
With a muffled thud, Yamato was forced to his knees in pain, the spiked club falling to the ground.
Senga's punch inflicted significantly more damage on Yamato than the last one, as evidenced by Yamato's pale complexion.
Kalifa instinctively clutched her chest, looking at Senga with a horrified expression, thinking to herself that the boss was getting more and more perverted, and she would have to tell Ain to be careful when they got back.
Senga was completely unaware of Kalifa's thoughts behind him. He was still clenching his fist, marveling at the feeling of that punch, which felt like hitting a big ball of cotton.
Just think about Yamato's height. With Kaido's genes, she is about 2.6 meters tall, and her body is all in the right places, so she doesn't look fat at all.
Senga gritted his teeth Yamato, glaring at Chiga, who was staring at his fist with a look of disbelief, and said resentfully,
"Where... where did you hit just now!?"
Senga glanced at Yamato and said, feigning surprise,
"What? Aren't you called Kozuki Oden? That's a real man! I see your chest is so broad, how come you can't even take a single punch?"
After saying that, Senga ignored Yamato's already flushed face and continued speaking to herself.
"Or are you just an imposter, and actually a woman named Yamato?"
This is really mean; it's clearly mocking Yamato for pretending to be Kozuki Oden when she's obviously a woman.
Yamato blushed with embarrassment at Senga's words, and she wanted to retort.
Although she was raised as a boy by Kaido from a young age and admired Oden, she always considered herself a man, but she never forgot that she was actually a woman.
There's no way around it; the facts are there, and she can't deny it even if she wants to!
Anyone with eyes can tell she's a girl just by looking at her! You knew that perfectly well and still hit her, and you won't admit you're the bad one!
But the scene of her proudly proclaiming her name as Kozuki Oden was still vivid in her mind. How could she possibly utter a rebuttal? Wouldn't saying it be a slap in her own face?
Yamato was truly suffering in silence, unable to express her bitterness. She knelt on the ground without uttering a sound, not wanting to see Senga's smug face any longer.
Senga wouldn't let this naive and innocent girl get away with it so easily. It's better to correct this kind of mindless idol-chasing girl as soon as possible.
Besides, the Oden she was chasing wasn't even a "star," he'd be more like a "gorilla."
These two educational blows are meant to wake this girl up and make her face the "cruel" fact that she is actually a woman.
Senga wasn't going to let Yamato continue kneeling there, keeping her silent. The first lesson he was going to give Yamato was a gender correction lesson. The results of the education hadn't been seen yet, so how could he give up halfway?
The road to education is long and arduous!
Thinking of this, Senga's gaze returned to Yamato's chest, the Armament Haki on his fist gleaming.
Yamato if sensing something, Yamato suddenly looked up and saw the Armament Haki on Senga's fist. She shuddered in fright and dared not be reckless anymore. If she were to take another punch, the mountain would turn into a basin.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she shouted at Senga.
"My name isn't Kozuki Oden! My name is Yamato! And I'm a woman! Can't you have a little bit of gentlemanly manners?!"