"Go on, eat up. I heard the taste of Devil Fruits is unforgettable."
After leaving Shakedown Bar, Yoru led more than a dozen Uchiha clan members through several turns before finding another bar.
This time, he had learned his lesson. After using genjutsu to control the owner, he drove all the customers out.
He also hung a Closed sign outside.
Only then did they finally get a moment of peace.
So he began urging Itachi and the others to eat the Devil Fruits, his face full of anticipation.
"Big Brother, how about I give you half?"
Seeing the faint excitement on Yoru's face, Itachi instinctively felt that something was off.
He knew Big Brother would not harm him, but many of Big Brother's twisted little habits could still cause him trouble.
"Eh, Big Brother doesn't like this stuff. You eat it yourselves. If you want all the abilities, remember to finish every last bite~"
Without changing expression, Yoru told another small lie, then fixed his gaze on the somewhat expressionless Itachi.
He waited closely for Itachi's next expression.
Seeing Itachi's slightly wary look, Yoru's smile deepened. He simply found a clean chair, sat down, and assumed the posture of someone watching a show.
"Stop dawdling. The sooner you eat, the sooner you enjoy it."
Yoru lightly tapped the tabletop with a finger. "Once you're done, you'll need to hurry and familiarize yourselves with your new abilities."
"The clan head wouldn't harm us. I'll go first!"
Inabi, who had an impatient temperament, immediately took a bite out of the Wrath Fruit covered in strange patterns.
Then his whole face twisted instantly, and the corners of his mouth began twitching uncontrollably.
It was a bizarre taste beyond description, like rotten fish mixed with expired paint, then fermented for ten years in the