The Kind Uncle Who Sells Fish

This should be the location of Yaen's Mental Space, appearing as an endless Night sky overall, with a White Jade Avenue running through the center, splitting the entire Night sky into left and right halves.

Right now, Yaen stood on this White Jade Avenue.

Looking along the left side, he could see two bright stars representing Senbonzakura and Tenken twinkling, along with many dim, lusterless asteroids drifting about that represented spiritual pressure already fully converted.

On the right side, two different Void Monsters roamed through the Night sky.

One of them looked like a giant eyeball overall, but upon closer inspection, one could discover it was an eyeball composed of countless densely packed eyes.

The other was a demon-shaped monster with spread black wings, seemingly exuding an eternal sense of void-like solitude.

These two were the manifestations of the Void Soul Reaper Blade.

Originally, Yaen thought that after granting the power of the eyeball monster named "Cursed Eye Sangha" to Little Robin, it would disappear from his Mental Space, but unexpectedly, it remained here.

As for the other monster resembling a demon, it was a Void Soul Reaper Blade named "Great Demon of Black Wings," the one newly conceived after Yaen absorbed two Devil Fruits within the Capone Mafia.

According to Yaen's estimate, to conceive another new Void Monster, he would need to absorb at least four Devil Fruits.

After that, eight? Sixteen? Thirty-two? Sixty-four?

Yaen did a quick calculation and instantly felt this would be a bottomless pit.

After all, the cheapest Devil Fruit on the Black Market cost one hundred million Belly, and some special Devil Fruits were worth as much as several billion Belly.

"Forget it, let fate decide. I don't need the Void Soul Reaper Blade myself. After granting this power to Little Robin, I can't see any changes or effects for now, so I'll just let it be for the time being."

Yaen did a rough conversion and completely gave up exploring the limits of the Void Soul Reaper Blade.

As it stood now, the Shinigami Soul Reaper Blade seemed like an annual welfare event—a free lottery, depending on whether his luck could net him a powerful Soul Reaper Blade.

The Void Soul Reaper Blade, on the other hand, was clearly like a pay-to-win system. As long as Yaen had enough money and enough Devil Fruits, he could instantly obtain a large number of Void Soul Reaper Blades to grant to subordinates and enhance their abilities.

However, with this exponentially increasing demand for Devil Fruits, even the Celestial Dragons, who plundered the wealth of the entire Great Sea, would probably shake their heads.

Yaen, a military brat with empty pockets, naturally couldn't come up with such massive wealth or Devil Fruits.

Just as Yaen confirmed that nothing major had gone wrong in his Mental Space and was about to start today's training with Senbonzakura...

Suddenly, Yaen's movements froze, and his gaze slowly shifted to land on the eyeball monster "Cursed Eye Sangha."

No!

In the past, "Cursed Eye Sangha" mostly drifted Back And Forth unconsciously, but this time, Yaen noticed that "Cursed Eye Sangha" seemed to be staring at him.

In an instant, Yaen kept his expression calm on the surface but was rapidly thinking, guessing at various possibilities.

Finally, Yaen spoke calmly.

"Little Robin, since you're here, why don't you say something?"

Immediately, Yaen noticed from the corner of his eye that the "Cursed Eye Sangha" eyeball monster had a clear pause.

Bingo!

"This Little Girl..."

Yaen was surprised by Little Robin's appearance, but as his hand reached out and grabbed at the "Cursed Eye Sangha" through the air, it instantly seemed completely controlled, rapidly closing in on Yaen.

Little Robin, who had just sensed an inexplicable attraction and followed that feeling of familiarity to accidentally arrive in this strange Mental Space, was carefully observing all the bizarre surroundings when she suddenly felt an irresistible force.

As the two drew closer, Little Robin also saw and confirmed that the Yaen In Front Of her was the same good person who had saved her from the blazing inferno of Ohara not long ago.

At this moment, Little Robin, who had been wandering alone and isolated on the Great Sea, constantly fleeing from the pursuit of the World Government and the Navy, felt as if she had seen family again and cried out excitedly.

"Good... Good Person Brother..."

Yaen.

Another good person card!

This time, it was even issued by a big eyeball.

However, Yaen thought back carefully and realized he indeed hadn't told Little Robin his name. "Yaen, Teffimoe Yaen. That's my name."

"Brother Yaen?!"

Little Robin's voice came from the "Cursed Eye Sangha" eyeball monster, and the monster itself clearly showed a joyful emotion.

A strange feeling arose in Yaen's heart!

Especially since Yaen simply couldn't connect the beautiful mature older sister type Little Robin would become in the future with the giant eyeball In Front Of him.

Then, Yaen noticed the Purple Armor Samurai manifested beside him, Senbonzakura, and tentatively spoke. "Little Robin, try to manifest your own image."

Immediately after, after the "Cursed Eye Sangha" eyeball monster was silent for a moment, its bizarre form began to rapidly writhe and contract.

Soon, a figure almost identical to the Little Robin in Yaen's memory appeared before him.

'Much easier on the eyes!'

At this moment, Yaen had to admit that he was indeed a shallow person who judged by looks. His treatment of Little Robin was no longer as rough as before, and he carefully placed the eight-year-old girl form of Little Robin onto the White Jade Avenue.

"Little Robin, how did you get here?" Yaen asked.

"I'm not too sure either. After Brother Yaen gave me that special power, I could vaguely feel a familiar and intimate presence, but I was afraid it might be some kind of trap, so I never dared to relax my mind..."

Little Robin paused, then continued speaking.

"Until just now, a kind fishmonger uncle took me in, arranged food and lodging for me, and then, while I was completely asleep, I ended up here."

Yaen suddenly interrupted. "Wait."

"Hm? Brother Yaen?" Little Robin asked.

"You said just now that a kind uncle took you in?" Yaen asked.

"Yes, Sauron was right—this Great Sea really is gentle after all." The eight-year-old Little Robin said cheerfully.

"Run, Little Robin," Yaen said.

"Huh?" Little Robin said, confused.

Yaen let out a sigh and spoke.

"Little Robin, beneath this calm and gentle surface of the Great Sea, the dangerous undercurrents hidden there are far more terrifying than you can imagine. So leave that household immediately."