The sight was unlike anything Momousagi had ever seen, and it left her terribly nervous.
How could she put it? Standing in such surroundings, Momousagi inevitably felt insignificant. She had never felt this way since becoming a Great Swordsman-no, this was the second time. She had experienced something similar when Su Yu had taught Akainu a lesson.
How could she describe it? It was like an ant that had lived underground all its life finally climbing to the surface one day and looking up at the sky.
"Since you're here, come over. Just walk. Don't worry, you won't fall."
Su Yu's voice snapped Momousagi out of her daze. She instinctively looked down and discovered that she was standing in empty space, with nothing beneath her feet. It gave her a fright. She stamped her feet and found that it felt no different from standing on the ground, which finally put her at ease.
Momousagi took a tentative step. Yes, it was steady. Then she walked over to Su Yu as instructed.
Su Yu turned around and looked at Momousagi's face, nostalgia in his eyes. He could not help marveling at how coincidental things could be sometimes. That face was simply too similar.
Why had Su Yu made a special trip to give Momousagi something good? It was not because he fancied her beauty, as Garp and the others suspected, but because she looked very much like someone important to him. Well, he could not quite say there was no difference-he could only say they were identical. Even the mole on her face was in exactly the same place.
That person was a little older than Su Yu. She ought to be ten thousand this year, right? Ahem, no, eighteen years and eight hundred and thirty-two months. Because she was a