Orochimaru keenly noticed that the hands holding him were trembling non-stop.
At this moment, Doflamingo was trying hard to suppress the frustration in his heart, and finally he laughed. How many years had it been since anyone dared to treat him like this? If he couldn't sleep with him, couldn't he at least collect some interest?
Orochimaru slightly tilted his head, looking at Doflamingo, who was exuding an unusual aura.
"What's wrong with you? Did you eat something bad? Or are you having an epileptic seizure?" Orochimaru raised an eyebrow, his tone full of playfulness. "I'm not good at treating illnesses."
Doflamingo clenched his fists, his knuckles white from the effort, trying to calm his rapid breathing, as if desperately suppressing some surging emotion within him.
"Dellinger, Bellamy is yours. You can arrange him however you like." Doflamingo smiled somewhat eerily, looking at Dellinger.
"Yes, Young Master," Dellinger, with good sense, noticed Doflamingo's abnormality and instantly became serious.
Seeing Doflamingo completely ignore him, Orochimaru couldn't help but feel a bit bored, so he pouted and stopped speaking.
The group continued their tour of the palace. Without any further incidents, the subsequent itinerary became much more orderly. Orochimaru roughly figured out the palace's structure as he looked around.
As he walked, he suddenly pointed to a secluded spot.
"This is it. I'm going to make this my laboratory," Orochimaru said casually.
Doflamingo followed the direction he pointed, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"It's fine, it's the Dressrosa Palace's chapel. But you should know, the Tontatta Tribe is kept there. If you really plan to use this place, you'll have to help me keep an eye on Manshelly, the Princess of the Tontatta Tribe.
Her ability is healing, which is a crucial strategic resource and absolutely cannot be compromised," Doflamingo warned seriously.
Orochimaru's lips curved into a meaningful smile as he looked at Doflamingo.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. No one can say what the future holds, but at least for now, I am yours.
As for Manshelly, I do need to study her thoroughly, but you can rest assured that this research will bring you unexpected benefits."
He paused, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes. "And Sugar, I need her cooperation too. I'm very curious about those humans she's turned into toys.
Leaving aside the issue of human erasure, when a disabled human becomes a toy, and then the toy is fully repaired, will the person's body return to its original state?
If research in this area is successful, then in certain specific situations, Sugar might be able to replace Manshelly.
Moreover, Sugar's ability is very interesting. If you can confirm Sugar's loyalty, then we can consider things later."
For Doflamingo, who could play with the String-String Fruit in various ways and awaken its power,
He knew perfectly well that the development of Devil Fruit abilities relied entirely on imagination.
And Orochimaru's rich, almost bizarre imagination, would undoubtedly bring him huge benefits.
Those novel and bold ideas were like mysterious doors hiding endless treasures; once opened, they might just elevate Doflamingo's strength and ambition to the next level.
Doflamingo picked him up with one hand, while his other hand slowly rose, his slender fingers gently caressing those bloodless lips.
"What should I do? I suddenly feel a bit reluctant for you to only stay here for a year. How about joining us completely? Only I can help you achieve your ambitions."
Orochimaru looked at Doflamingo and suddenly laughed, covering his forehead as he burst into unrestrained laughter. These familiar words, which couldn't be more familiar, made him feel incredibly nostalgic.
Perhaps the world of pirates was too smooth-sailing, making him start to enjoy this feeling.
There's a saying among Blue Star people that's very true: once a soul is loved, the flesh will grow wildly.
Even someone like him, spoiled with affection, would transform into a different person.
Orochimaru finished laughing and looked at Doflamingo in front of him.
"I once said something to a good friend of mine, and now I suddenly want to say it again.
Before, I wanted to turn into the wind myself,
To drive the windmill myself.
But now, I've experienced the joy of waiting for the wind.
Doffy, you are very much to my liking, but my choice is Luffy."
Doflamingo shrugged noncommittally.
"Since you say so, I won't force you. I will make you see, I will be the winner.
But your words count, right? A lover's promise."
Orochimaru smiled at him. "Of course."
Doflamingo flipped through the manual and pointed to the third rule.
(Rule Three: After the Sugar daddy fulfills some of the lover's requests, the lover may fulfill some small requests from the Sugar daddy, including but not limited to kisses, physical contact, and other small benefits.)
Doflamingo gently hooked Orochimaru's chin with his finger, his gaze playfully fixed on those calm eyes. "How about it?"
Orochimaru narrowed his eyes and looked at him. "Acceptable."
Doflamingo slowly lowered his head, his deep and somewhat sinister gaze fixed on the other person, the distance closing little by little.
As their lips were about to touch, Doflamingo suddenly curved his lips slightly, a hint of sly amusement in his smile, and shifted down an inch.
His warm breath brushed against the other's neck, and he lightly kissed behind the ear.
"Now I'm one step ahead."
Orochimaru blinked, a look of confusion on his face. "Are you a puppy?"
Doflamingo's veins instantly bulged with anger. He spun around fiercely, glaring at the Executives who were hiding behind a pillar, only their heads visible as they watched the spectacle, and roared,
"What are you looking at?! Do you have nothing to do at the underground trading port today? Don't you need to supervise the SMILE factory? And have you checked on the fighting arena and the garbage disposal plant? Don't just stand around here doing nothing, get to work!"
The group exchanged glances, and the atmosphere instantly became very awkward. Trebol tried to sniffle, the sound particularly grating in the quiet environment.
"Doffy... isn't our mission today to explore the palace?" Trebol said with a nasal voice.
Doflamingo frowned deeply, taking a deep breath as if trying to suppress his inner annoyance, grinding his teeth as he looked at the one who was undermining him.
"Trebol, I suddenly find your snot a bit an eyesore. Don't let me see you looking so sloppy again, it'll affect Sugar.
Sugar! Have you done your homework?!"
Sugar looked bewildered. "Young Master... I'm 22 this year... What homework? And we're pirates? Where would we get homework?"
Doflamingo pointed at Orochimaru.
"You will have it from now on. You will cooperate with Orochimaru's experiments. If you want to develop your Devil Fruit better, then study hard."
Sugar silently pulled out a transponder snail from her pocket. As the call connected, Sugar burst into tears.
"Sister, save me!!! The Young Master has gone crazy!"
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