Hearing Stussy's soft whisper, "Master," Lloyd remained silent. Instead, he asked Dr. Vegapunk for a pristine white coat and draped it over her shoulders.
Stussy tidied her clothes, her movements gradually becoming fluid and natural as she digested the knowledge the computer had transmitted to her over the years.
Just as she looked up at Lloyd, he suddenly extended his hand toward Dr. Vegapunk, activating Almighty Pull and yanking him effortlessly across the room.
Before Vegapunk could react, Lloyd's grip locked around his neck. With minimal force, Dr. Vegapunk's face turned a deep pig-liver shade as he struggled to breathe, eyes wide with panic, unable to utter a word.
Meanwhile, Stussy did nothing to intervene. Instead, she asked quietly, "Master, do you want me to handle him?"
Lloyd released Vegapunk with deliberate thought, supporting the trembling scientist with one arm. Vegapunk leaned against him, sticking out his tongue, gasping as he slowly recovered.
Finally, he looked up, his eyes still filled with resentment. "Saint Lloyd, are you satisfied now? I almost—truly almost—died just now!"
Despite his complaint, Vegapunk had understood the meaning behind Lloyd's actions. It was a test, measuring whether Stussy's will aligned completely with Lloyd's. A cold sweat formed on his forehead. Among all the high-ranking Celestial Dragon officials he had encountered, none had impressed or intimidated him like Lloyd did—not even Saint Saturn. Most unsettling of all, Lloyd seemed to know his thoughts before he even voiced them, leaving Vegapunk wary of Stussy's obedience.
Lloyd's gaze was cold and indifferent. "Ten billion Berries. Half will go to your research fund, the rest to your hometown."
At this, Vegapunk's eyes lit up, a broad grin spreading across his face. "Saint Lloyd , you are magnanimous. Is there anything else you wish adjusted? I can improve it again!"
Lloyd paused for a moment, then turned to Stussy with a calm expression. "Stussy, commit suicide."
Vegapunk's jaw dropped. Stussy's eyes widened in shock. Though her programming prioritized Lloyd's commands, she was not a mindless automaton. Hesitation flickered across her face.
Yet the authority chip Vegapunk had implanted on Lloyd's orders activated instantly. Her gaze sharpened, unwavering. Without another thought, she raised her hand toward her chest.
Cloned from Ms. Bakkin, Stussy already possessed considerable strength. Even freshly awakened, her power far surpassed an ordinary human.
Crack!
Just as her fingers neared her chest, Lloyd intercepted, grabbing her wrist. He sensed the full intent behind her action—the seriousness of her obedience. A faint smile curved his lips.
"Not bad. From now on, you are mine," he said.
Stussy bowed slightly, her voice soft but firm. "Master, Stussy will always be yours."
Lloyd's dark eyes flicked down, and with a snap of his wrist, an olive-shaped, blood-red Devil Fruit appeared in his hand—the Blood-Blood Fruit.
"Stussy, eat this Devil Fruit."
Without hesitation, Stussy took it and consumed it whole. Her expression remained calm, even as the fruit's unpleasant taste filled her mouth. She wiped the red residue from her lips.
"Master, this taste… it's awful," she complained.
Lloyd allowed himself a slight smirk, and even Vegapunk, recalling the fruit's soul-stirring flavor, could only nod in silent agreement.
"Don't dwell on it. The more you think, the worse it tastes. Try out your ability first," Lloyd instructed.
Stussy nodded and focused. Instantly, her arms transformed into flowing, crimson blood.
Vegapunk's eyes widened. "This ability… it's Saint Gulando's Blood-Blood Fruit!?"
Lloyd glanced at him coldly, then back at Stussy. "Well? How does it feel to wield a Devil Fruit?"
Stussy pressed her body against him, voice charming yet genuine. "It feels incredible. Thank you for this gift, Master."
She wrapped herself tightly around his waist, wriggling slightly as her excitement overcame her. Lloyd raised an eyebrow.
"What are you doing?"
"Master, I can't control myself…" she admitted, her voice trembling.
Before she could act further, her body suddenly liquefied into flowing blood, surging toward Lloyd.
Reacting instinctively, Lloyd used Shinra Tensei, forcefully pushing her away. A torrent of blood splattered against the wall, then slowly condensed back into Stussy's body.
Shivering from the surge of new power, Stussy whispered apologetically, "I… I'm sorry, Master. I…"
Lloyd raised a hand to interrupt. "It's not your fault. I understand."
Concentrating, Lloyd extended his thoughts. Stussy's body trembled, then, as if compelled by his will, approached him again.
"Master, I… I can't control myself!" she admitted, fear in her eyes.
Lloyd allowed a small smile. "Ah, I see now."
He hooked a finger, and her form scattered into a blood sphere on his right palm. He kneaded and shaped it with deliberate care. Stussy's moans echoed softly from within, the sound revealing both apprehension and a strange enjoyment at being completely under his control.
After a time, Lloyd dispersed the blood sphere. Stussy reformed, kneeling before him with unwavering attachment.
Vegapunk watched in stunned silence. Even without implanted commands, Stussy's devotion was absolute. The Blood-Blood Fruit had indeed