The Greatest Disgrace in Marine History-Chapter 211 - 113: To Steal Another’s Love

On a nameless, uninhabited island—

Towering trees and jagged cliffs encircled the coastline, bathed in brilliant sunlight.

A stunning figure dashed frantically along the shore, gasping for breath. Her long legs, clad in short boots, thudded anxiously across the ground.

Waist-length, pale green hair flowed behind her as she ran, dressed in a soft pink kimono.

"Hahaha! Don't run, now!! You're a real beauty—top-class merchandise!!"

"Where do you think you can go?"

"Hahaha!!"

"Why are you running, lovely?"

The pirates chased after her, hearts practically in their eyes, faces twisted with greed and lust.

"We've done our part, you know. We brought you to Wano like we promised."

Seeing the woman halted at the edge of the sea, with no way left to run, they burst into laughter.

"Come on now, we don't want to hurt you."

The young woman stared at the endless ocean ahead, bit her cherry-pink lips with pearly teeth, and slowly turned around, a trace of despair in her eyes.

"I figured as much..."

She glared at the ship in the distance and shouted in fury:

"That's a human trafficking vessel."

"If you hurt me, you won't get a good price."

The pirates' grins darkened at her words.

She gritted her teeth and said through clenched jaws:

"I actually got tricked... by a bunch of scumbags who clearly looked like villains from the start. I was so stupid!"

With a sudden motion, she drew the katana at her waist. Her slender, fair hands gripped the hilt tightly, blade pointed at the group of pirates.

As her kimono swirled and her eyes lit with determination, the scene struck with breathtaking force—grace and fierceness combined.

The blonde pirate leading them scoffed.

"Resistance is pointless. Behind you is the ocean—you've got nowhere left to go. Just give up."

He drew his weapon, and his men slowly advanced, leering as they closed in.

"Give it up. We'll treat you real nice."

Shadows gradually crept across the woman's face. She let out a long, quiet sigh.

"This is the end of the line... I must travel to the future again..."

Her voice trembled with sorrow, resignation, and a trace of determination. Suddenly, a strange, shimmering aura of mystical energy began to rise from her body.

"What the hell is that..."

"What's happening!?"

"She's activating some kind of power!"

The pirates' pupils shrank as they watched the surreal energy spiral around her—an untouchable force. Her pale green hair began to float as if caught in an unseen wind.

"Stop her!!"

"Don't let her escape!!"

"Get her!!"

Fury erupted on the blonde man's face. Gritting his teeth, he gave the order.

In an instant, all the pirates drew their weapons and charged at the beautiful woman in a frenzied swarm!

But just then—

Vrrrrrrmm!

A deafening screech split the air from above. A razor wind whipped through the coastline, halting everyone—pirates and woman alike—in their tracks.

It was the sound of something sharp slicing through the sky.

A moment later—

Shing! Shing! Shing!

Dozens of metallic spikes rained down, so fast they were invisible to the naked eye, piercing the ground with explosive force.

The pirates didn't even have time to scream. Their bodies were impaled, torn apart like paper, nailed gruesomely into the earth.

A stench of blood instantly filled the air.

The woman stared, stunned, at the mangled corpses sprawled before her—lifeless eyes staring into nothing. She reflexively covered her mouth and stepped back.

And as she stepped back... she bumped into a broad, solid chest.

"Ah? I'm so sorry!!"

Startled, she turned around and instinctively bowed in apology.

But as she looked up—

A wild, untamed yet strikingly handsome face came into view.

A tall, black-haired young man stood beneath the sun in a clean, white shirt. Behind him, the ocean shimmered with a serene blue light. He offered her a disarming smile.

"Apologies—didn't scare you, did I?"

What a handsome man!

Her heart fluttered wildly. A faint blush rose to her cheeks.

Did... did I just lean against his chest?

"I-I... no, not at all," she mumbled, eyes averted, her voice soft as a whisper.

So it was him who saved me!

Darren gave a light chuckle.

"As long as you're unharmed."

"N-not at all..."

Toki drew in a deep breath, calming her pounding heart. She lowered her head and gave a deep, graceful bow.

"Thank you for saving my life. I'm deeply grateful."

"My name is Amatsuki Toki. May I ask for your name?"

So it really was her...

Amatsuki Toki!

One of the most mysterious and exceptional Devil Fruit users on the seas.

Wielder of the Time-Time Fruit—Amatsuki Toki, from eight hundred years ago!

But of course, beyond that, this gentle and stunning woman also bore a far more renowned identity in the original story:

—Wife of Kozuki Oden, and biological mother of Kozuki Momonosuke!

Her pale green hair fluttered in the breeze, adorned on the right with a red-and-yellow hair ornament.

She wore a soft pink kimono patterned with crescent motifs, accentuating her slender figure.

Long legs, porcelain white, clad in yellow short boots.

There was no denying it—Toki was the most breathtaking woman Darren had seen since arriving in this world. No wonder she was the mother of Wano's famed courtesan, Kozuki Hiyori.

After all, Hiyori's ethereal beauty certainly didn't come from Kozuki Oden.

As Darren looked at the stunning Toki, a flicker crossed his eyes—dozens of thoughts raced through his mind in a flash.

He'd never denied being a man of desires. Everyone admired beauty—why pretend?

He wasn't a saint. "Disgrace" was a title he could wear with ease.

Crossing into the One Piece world—who wouldn't dream of Nami, Robin, Shirahoshi, Rebecca, Hancock, Kalifa, Vivi...?

And more than that, Amatsuki Toki's Devil Fruit power was beyond rare. Absolutely worth pursuing.

Of course, he would never force or deceive. He still had some standards.

With that thought, Darren's expression softened into a warm, sincere smile.

"It's a pleasure to meet you."

"My name is Rogers Darren. I'm a Commodore of the Marine Headquarters. While patrolling nearby islands, I discovered signs of human trafficking and came to investigate."

"M-Marine...?"

Toki repeated the word softly, a hint of hesitation crossing her face.

After being deceived earlier, her instincts were sharper than ever. Her mind raced.

She had come from eight hundred years ago, traveling through time to reach the future.

There were no Marines in her era, but she had heard passing mentions of their mission—protecting peace and upholding justice.

Surely... they could be trusted.

And besides—how could a man this handsome possibly be evil?

He was her savior, after all!

Toki clenched her fists discreetly, silently cursing her own doubts. The wariness in her heart began to fade.

"Yes... Where is your home, if I may ask? This island is deserted—it won't be easy to leave."

Darren said calmly:

"If you trust me, I'll take you from here and return you to your homeland."

Toki's eyes lit up at his words.

"Really? I want to go to Wano! Can you take me there?"

"Wano, huh? That country's been sealed off from the world. It won't be easy to get—"

Before Darren could finish, the sea erupted with a mighty roar, a towering column of water exploding into the sky.

Toki gasped, startled. Before she could react, the young Marine stepped forward and shielded her behind him.

"Don't worry. I'll protect you."

Darren narrowed his eyes.

A second later—

A massive figure burst from the waves, bound in thick purple-and-white ropes, a kimono embroidered with crescent symbols soaked through with seawater.

Sharp phoenix eyes, thick brows, wild black hair styled into a flat top with a prominent widow's peak and triangular sideburns—

Only now, his entire body was bloated, his face swollen like a pig's, grotesque and monstrous.

"I heard a woman's cry for help!"

The man scanned the beach. His eyes passed over the blood-soaked corpses, then landed on the alarmed Toki.

His gaze turned murderous.

"So it was you who was tormenting this beautiful lady!!"

Of course... here he comes.

The moment he burst from the sea, Darren recognized him. A sneer twisted across his lips.

Kozuki... Oden.

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To be continued...