Creating Logia-Type Homies

"BOSS."

"You've got time today, right?"

Evening.

For once, everyone in the Richest Group was gathered for a meal.

Betty swirled the red wine in her hand, looking displeased at Chaos at the head of the table.

It had been three months.

He still hadn't made the Homie he'd promised her.

"Three months should be about enough!"

"So, what kind of Homies do you want? What sort of abilities should they have?"

Chaos leisurely sliced into a Sea King's leg, chewed, then leaned back in his chair and struck a match to light a cigarette.

The only ones interested in Mihotz were Baccarat, Betty, Ivankov, and Caesar. The others said they didn't need one, or thought it would be a burden. Everyone had their own preferences.

"Can they be any form? Like natural elements or physical objects?"

Betty and the others had spent plenty of time thinking it over these past three months.

"Of course, as long as it's something you can see and touch."

Chaos blew out a smoke ring.

"Yee-haw!"

"BOSS, got any good ideas?"

Ivankov wanted to see what Chaos had in mind. After all, no one in the whole Group had more ideas than him.

"I've got quite a few. If we can make them, they should be powerful!"

Chaos had spent some of his spare time over the past three months thinking about it. In theory, he could make some of the Homies he'd come up with.

"Then let's try one?"

Betty and the others were interested now.

"Then let's head out after dinner!"

Chaos nodded.

Soon.

Beneath the night sky, everyone temporarily left Gold City and headed to a nearby cluster of volcanic islands.

Stussy, Crocodile, and the others came along too. They weren't interested in Homies, but they wanted to see what happened.