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The room was drenched in soft pink, practically overflowing with hormones.
Just a moment ago, Hancock had been impatient to get the mark removed. Now she stood there looking a little tense and unsure.
After everything that had happened earlier, and with this being the first time she'd ever been alone in a room with a man, her imagination betrayed her. Scenes she'd never dare describe flashed through her mind uncontrollably.
A blush crept over her perfect features.
"L-Logan… you can start," she whispered, biting lightly on her lower lip as she slid her top off.
Her deep-slit cheongsam didn't have anything underneath it.
So when she slipped it off… what Logan saw was simply—
Logan sucked in a deep breath, forcefully clearing out every unnecessary thought and focusing entirely on admiring the flawless figure in front of him.
His blood was boiling.
Nice.
"Haven't you stared long enough?!" Hancock mumbled, ducking her head shyly when Logan still didn't move.
She knew she was stunning, but could he please focus on the important part first?!
"Ahem… Hancock, turn around. Let me see your back," Logan reminded her with two awkward coughs.
Hancock let out a tiny hum and slowly turned around.
Even though she moved gently, there was just… too much of her. Things bumped into each other anyway.
Logan's eyelid twitched.
When she finally faced away, he saw a smooth, ivory back like polished jade.
If not for the Heavenly Dragon hoof mark ruining it ever so slightly, it would have been perfect.
"Go ahead," Hancock murmured, brushing her fragrant hair off to one side. Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.
"Relax. It'll be over soon." Logan steadied his breathing and released his healing power, letting it flow across her back.
With its touch, the mark began fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just moments, the flaw that had marred her for years vanished completely. Her pale back was once again smooth and unblemished—no trace of the mark remained.
"All done," Logan said with a gentle smile as he drew back his power.
"T-that fast?!" Hancock froze, then hurriedly snatched up a nearby mirror. When she saw her bare, flawless back, tears burst from her eyes.
She never imagined that the mark that had tormented her for years could disappear this easily—because of Logan.
From this moment on, the last proof of her darkest memories was gone.
The cloud hanging over her life had truly dissipated.
"It's over. Everything's in the past now," Logan said quietly as he watched her cry.
She had probably never dared hope for a day like this.
"Logan… thank you." Hancock turned and threw herself into his arms.
The soft pressure against his chest nearly broke his composure, but Logan held her tightly.
After a long while, Hancock pulled back and simply stared at him. Her eyes were deep, warm, overflowing with tenderness.
Before this, if any other man had so much as looked at her with improper intent—let alone touched her—she would've turned him to stone without hesitation.
But when she saw Logan toss a Celestial Dragon at her feet without a second thought…
The feelings she had buried for more than twenty years finally erupted.
"Logan, can you remove the marks on my sisters too?!" Hancock asked urgently.
Boa Sandersonia and Boa Hancock never mentioned their scars in front of her, but Hancock understood all too well—their pain was no less than hers.
"My crew can handle that. I'll have her help," Logan said with an easy grin.
He could help Hancock himself, but for the other two… better to leave it to Kaya. Girls helping girls was simply easier.
"Your crew?! They're here on Amazon Lily?!" Hancock's expression suddenly went strange as she recalled what her sister had said earlier.
Was she… going to have to share him with a bunch of other women?
"Yeah. My ship's hovering right above the island," Logan admitted casually.
His plan was always to have them meet after he'd earned Hancock's loyalty.
"Logan… can you tell me why you really came to Amazon Lily?" Hancock asked, eyes locked on his, her voice steady.
Logan didn't dodge. "Hancock, I want you to join my Logan Pirates—and become my woman."
Even if he hadn't said it, Hancock would've guessed.
Her eyes flickered, and she let out a soft sigh.
She wasn't stupid. Everything Logan had done… obviously it was to win her.
But she also had to admit—no one else in the world could've kidnapped a Celestial Dragon, or erased her cursed mark.
No one except Logan.
And she… had fallen.
As if making up her mind, her gaze sharpened. "Logan, I can be your woman. But I want a promise. No matter what happens, I want a place in your heart. Always."
Logan blinked, then understood her fear.
But she was worrying too much.
Instead of reassuring her immediately, he smirked. "That depends on your performance."
Huh?!
—Teleportation—
Before Hancock could react, the world blurred—and suddenly she was in a completely unfamiliar room.
"Logan, wh-what is this place?!" she asked, dazed.
"My ship. Don't worry, it's safe," Logan said with a smile.
Very safe. And soundproof.
Hancock pressed her lips together, finally piecing it together.
So he couldn't wait for her to… perform?
Fine then. She'd blow his mind.
Hancock lifted a slender finger, hooked it under Logan's chin, and asked in a slow, teasing voice, "Logan… you brought me here for what exactly?"
As she spoke, her finger drifted down naturally—
The night grew deep.
The room was still littered with torn pieces of a cheongsam. Wrapped tightly in the blanket, Hancock peeked out with a shy, almost worshipful look in her eyes.
Only now did she finally understand why so many beautiful women were willing to follow Logan so wholeheartedly.
Turns out… they'd all been eating this well.
For someone as proud as her, being completely conquered—on every level—was a first.
A dry well of over twenty years had suddenly overflowed.
"Logan, you…" Hancock's cheeks were burning. She wanted to compliment him, but the words just refused to come out.
"Hancock, go change. I'll introduce you to the others," Logan said, voice calm.
He'd seen scenes like this too many times to be surprised.
Identity, strength, background—none of it mattered.
If you were a woman, your reaction was always the same.
Even the Pirate Empress, Boa Hancock, was no exception.
"I understand," Hancock replied softly, nodding like an obedient kitten.
Right now, she treated Logan's every word like a decree.
When Logan brought Hancock into the living room, every girl immediately ignored him and zeroed in on Hancock.
Their eyes widened, sparkling.
Up until now, they'd only heard rumors that Hancock was the most beautiful woman in the world—that no man or woman could resist her charm.
They used to scoff at the idea. But seeing her in person?
They believed it.
"She really is the world's number one beauty! She's gorgeous!"
"So you're Hancock?! You're stunning!"
"Hancock, your boobs are huge—and so pale!"
"With a chest like that, the captain's going to have plenty to play with…"
"I wish I had a body as pretty as yours…"
"Her legs are so long!"
The girls crowded around her like they'd discovered a new continent, faces full of awe and envy.
It was their first time seeing such a flawless woman.
Every inch of Hancock looked like it had been handcrafted by an artist.
Hancock tugged at the corner of her mouth helplessly.
All these beautiful girls—and this was the kind of stuff they said?
No need to guess. Logan definitely taught them.
After all, she herself had cried "Daddy" more times than she could count just moments ago.
Logan cleared his throat. "Alright. From today on, Hancock is officially part of the Logan Pirates. Get to know each other."
With that, he teleported away.
Hancock: …
The girls immediately surrounded her again. Someone as cold and haughty as Hancock actually looked a little lost.
Meanwhile, in the next room—
Congratulations, Host, for successfully recruiting crew member Hancock. Claim your reward?
"Claim," Logan answered without hesitation.
Reward: Blank Devil Fruits ×12.
Huh?
Logan blinked and quickly opened the system's explanation.
Blank Devil Fruits:
• Place them beside a recently deceased Devil Fruit user to absorb the lingering power and recreate that Devil Fruit.• The recreated fruit has no side effects.• Fruits not directly produced by the system cannot be shared with crew members.
After reading it, Logan's eyes lit up.
Blank fruit? This was straight-up plundering Devil Fruits.
Basically the same concept as Blackbeard's darkness ability, except without any drawbacks.
"Devil Fruits, huh…" Logan rubbed his chin, mentally listing all the powerful ones.
Kaido's Azure Dragon fruit.
Big Mom's Soul-Soul Fruit.
Whitebeard's Tremor fruit.
Akainu's magma, Aokiji's ice, Kizaru's light.
Waldo's Momo fruit, Shiki's Float-Float fruit, Fujitora's gravity, Barrett's assembly fruit.
The Arrow-Arrow fruit, the Thorn fruit, the Mythical Kirin fruit…
Twelve blank fruits in total—meaning Logan could create twelve fighters with admiral-level strength.
Marching straight into Mariejois with a squad of that caliber… just imagining it was exciting.
Logan had already made his plan. In a little over a month, the war at Marineford would break out.
Once Whitebeard's crew and the Marines started fighting, he would sneak into Impel Down's sixth floor and reclaim several powerful Devil Fruits.
If he ran into Blackbeard, he'd kill him and take the Dark-Dark Fruit too.
Then head to Marineford, steal Whitebeard's Tremor fruit, and kidnap Captain Tashigi on the way out.
One trip, multiple gains.
After storing the twelve blank fruits in the system warehouse, Logan left the room feeling satisfied.
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