But there were too many sharks, and their coordination was bizarre. Yamato was caught off guard for a moment.
Yiyi made a move. "Useless."
With a cold snort, she did not even leave her spot. She merely raised a finger and lightly tapped the air.
Silently, terrifying Conqueror's Haki precisely enveloped the shark pack! In an instant, every frenzied Megalodon seemed to have had its bones pulled out. Their eyes rolled back as they floated belly-up to the surface, unconscious. The sea surface returned to calm.
Yamato remained in her charging stance, dumbfounded. "S-So amazing!!"
Her eyes were as wide as bells, filled with shock and a trace of admiration.
Seeing Yamato's stunned expression and the "spoils" floating across the sea surface, the corners of Yiyi's lips rose ever so slightly against her will. She quickly suppressed it and returned to her usual aloofness. "...Let's go. Go back and wash up. We reek of fish."
She turned and left, though her steps seemed just a little lighter. "...Hmph, small fry."
It was afternoon tea time.
Dressed in something revealing, Hancock picked up a grape, held half of it between her red lips, and leaned close to Allen with seductive eyes. "Lord Allen~ Ah~~ This Empress will feed you~"
Yiyi watched coldly. "Shameless. Indecent."
Her assessment rang clearly in everyone's ears, making Hancock's face flush with anger.
Allen lounged comfortably on the sofa with his head resting on Yiyi's lap, pointing at the fruit platter. "Yiyi, feed me."
Yiyi responded on reflex. "...Don't you have hands?" Her tone was icy.
Allen shamelessly played the victim. "I'm tired. Hurry up, ah—"
With that, he opened his mouth.
A flash of struggle and blush crossed Yiyi's face as she shot Allen a fierce glare.
But driven by Soul Imprisonment—or perhaps some ingrained habit—her