Tesoro was deeply moved by the responsibility Atlas had entrusted to him. He dragged a large hand across his face, flung the tears and snot onto the deck, then opened his mouth wide and swallowed the entire Gold-Gold Fruit!
"Gulp!"
As the fruit broke down in his stomach acid, an indescribably foul taste rose in his throat, turning Tesoro's face slightly purple.
This Devil Fruit... tasted fucking awful!!!
"How is it? Have you gained its ability?"
Generally, someone who ate a Devil Fruit immediately gained some of its basic abilities, as though they were natural instincts of their body.
Tesoro lowered his gaze and tore a small corner off his clothes. A miraculous sight unfolded before everyone: the scrap of cloth resting in his palm turned into a gleaming sheet of gold!
"That's amazing! You can actually turn cloth into gold!"
Baby-5, who had just joined the Marines, couldn't help opening her rosy little mouth wide. Wouldn't an ability like this give someone more money than they could ever spend?
"Surely this ability... can't be that ridiculous? It's even more incredible than magic from legends!"
Rosinante and Luo, who had already regained consciousness, were equally stunned. Fame, wealth, and status—the things pirates had always pursued—now stood before them in the form of one of those very prizes. If those pirates learned that this fruit existed, even the threat of death probably wouldn't stop them from swarming toward it.
"Don't misunderstand. I don't have the magic to turn anything into gold..." Seeing their astonished expressions, Tesoro quickly deactivated his ability, and the thin sheet of gold in his hand reverted to a scrap of cloth.
"My Devil Fruit ability lets me control gold and whatever form it takes, as well as temporarily turn objects into gold using gold dust. But I