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Rosh didn't know, and honestly didn't care, what Maya Hansen planned to do with the Memo-Memo Fruit.
Still, a half-buried memory surfaced from the original storyline, the kind that stuck because it had been ugly and unfair. Maya had died trying to help Iron Man. Killian had shot her, right in front of Tony, turning what could have been redemption into something brutally tragic.
Rosh's eyes flicked over her for a second, and the thought came uninvited. 'If she really buys the Memo-Memo Fruit this time… could she rewrite her ending too? ' The idea lingered for only a heartbeat before he let it go. Fate was a funny thing, but business was business.
"No problem at all." Rosh gestured toward the display case beside them. "Ms. Hansen, this is the Memo-Memo Fruit you're interested in."
Maya followed his hand and immediately spotted it resting inside the glass cabinet. Up close, it looked even more unreal than it had on the website, its surface covered in elegant spirals that felt less like natural patterns and more like a signature carved into reality itself.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" she murmured, and she sounded genuinely sincere.
To be fair, when she'd first seen Devil Fruits online, she'd thought they were strange, even borderline unsettling. But the longer she studied them, the more she noticed an odd, unconventional beauty in those intricate swirls and shapes. Seeing one in person made the photos feel almost insulting. The fruit had a presence that didn't translate through a screen.
"As the name suggests," Rosh began smoothly, "the Memo-Memo Fruit grants control over memory. Just like the catalog says, it allows the user to read, replace, edit, extract, and perform all sorts of operations on a person's memory."
He spoke in the same calm tone he used when explaining any product, but the words themselves were insane enough to make the air feel a little heavier.
"These functions are straightforward," he added. "Right?"
Maya nodded almost automatically. The description online had been clear, at least in terms of what it claimed the fruit could do.
"But, Shopkeeper," she said after a moment, eyes sharpening with scientific focus, "How does it work in practice? What's the mechanism?" She hesitated, then added with a dry hint of humor, "Is it like a wand in Harry Potter?"
That was the difference between curiosity and expertise. The catalog told her the effect. What she wanted was the process, the method, the logic that made something impossible behave consistently.
"It's very simple," Rosh replied with a faint smile. "And yes, it's somewhat similar to Harry Potter's memory extraction. The user places a hand on the target's head, and they can pull out a memory 'film strip' from the target's mind."
He lifted his hand slightly, as if illustrating the motion. "Memory manifests as an actual film strip in the user's hands. From there, you can cut it, splice it, edit it, or insert entirely new segments. That's how you rewrite the target's memory."
Rosh's explanation stayed plain and controlled, but each sentence painted a more surreal picture than the last.
"Once you're done editing," he continued, "you place the revised memory film back into the target's mind. And just like that, the memory is rewritten."
Maya stared at the fruit through the glass as if she could see the mechanism hiding inside it. "So that's how it works…" she said softly, and this time the amazement wasn't polite. It was real.
With the explanation, she could picture the entire process clearly, step by step, like a lab procedure. Something as intangible as memory becoming physical film in your hands, something you could cut and rearrange like data on a screen, was so bizarre it looped back into elegance. Overall, it really was incredible.
No wonder Devil Fruits were called miraculous.
"By the way, Shopkeeper," Maya added after a brief pause, clearly working through the details in her head, "while someone's memory is being edited, they'd be unconscious, right?"
It sounded logical, but it was too important to assume. If she was going to base a plan on this ability, she needed certainty, not guesswork.
"Of course," Rosh replied evenly. "The moment the ability activates, the target loses consciousness immediately. There's no chance of them waking up in the middle of the process unless the memory film is returned to their mind."
That answer visibly eased some tension in Maya's expression. She nodded, satisfied, then, after another moment of careful thought, she raised her next concern.
"Shopkeeper, this kind of memory editing… it doesn't cause any damage to the target's brain, right?"
Her tone stayed professional, but the meaning underneath was clear. If the fruit harmed someone physically, she wouldn't accept it. She wasn't looking to trade one atrocity for another. Whatever she planned to do, it had to be a correction, not a new crime.
Rosh's eyes narrowed slightly in approval. He seemed to appreciate how thoroughly she was thinking this through.
"You can rest easy on that, too, Ms. Hansen," he said calmly. "Memory editing is completely harmless. It doesn't damage the brain, and it doesn't alter cognitive function beyond the edits you intend to make."
He paused briefly, then added before she could ask the next obvious question, his tone still casual but precise.
"Oh, and one more thing. The edited memory is permanent. This isn't like in movies where a memory snaps back because of an emotional shock or some dramatic trigger." He looked at her steadily. "Once it's edited, it can't be recovered unless the user edits it again."
Maya's smile returned, this time with clear approval. "That really is a fantastic fruit," she said, and she meant it. At this point, she understood the Memo-Memo Fruit well enough, and overall, she was very satisfied with what it offered.
However, she still didn't make her decision right away.
Because the Memo-Memo Fruit wasn't her only option. Before she came to the Home of the Devil Fruits, she had been considering another fruit as well.
"Shopkeeper," Maya said after a short pause, "aside from the Memo-Memo Fruit, there's one more fruit I'd like to ask about. Could you introduce that one too?"
For such a perfectly reasonable request, there was no way Rosh would refuse. He nodded as if it were obvious.
"Of course," he replied. "Which fruit would you like to know about?"
"The Wash-Wash Fruit," Maya answered immediately.
According to the official catalog, the Wash-Wash Fruit could cleanse the evil within a person's heart, purifying their nature at the root. And for Maya, that wasn't just appealing, it was almost irresistible. The Memo-Memo Fruit removed memories, which was powerful, but it still felt like treating symptoms. You could cut out the moments that led to cruelty, you could paste in new ones, but the person underneath might still be the same person who would eventually find a new path back to the same darkness.
The Wash-Wash Fruit was different. It wasn't editing a story; it was changing the author.
If the bitterness, ambition, and cruelty inside Aldrich Killian could truly be washed away, then maybe the man he used to be could return. The version of him that still had hope, still had limits, still had something human left. In terms of what Maya actually wanted, the Wash-Wash Fruit fit even better. It sounded like a real cure, not a patch.
The Wash-Wash Fruit cost five hundred kilograms of gold, far more than the Memo-Memo Fruit, a number that would drain almost everything she had. Maya's expression tightened slightly as she weighed it, but she didn't back away from the idea. If the Wash-Wash Fruit worked the way she hoped it would, she was willing to pay that price, even if it hurt.
"I see," Rosh said, and a knowing smile appeared on his face. "Ms. Hansen, you have excellent taste. The Wash-Wash Fruit is indeed exceptional."
After all, it was the fruit of a Marine Vice Admiral.
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