Time rewinds to five minutes ago.
Toki was pushed into the dungeon. Her plan had failed. She had thought she was definitely going to die, but instead, Makoto brought her here. She didn't think it was because Makoto had finally shown mercy and wanted to reunite her with her husband.
Then, she saw the scene in the dungeon. The light was dim, only a few oil lamps flickering on the walls. The air was thick with the strong smell of blood, sweat, and another odor she didn't want to identify.
Her husband, Kozuki Oden, completely naked, his eyes rolled back, had completely lost his mind and was thrusting wildly. And beneath him, a woman covered in bruises, blood still flowing between her legs, was being ravaged.
Toki's brow furrowed. She looked at that unfamiliar woman, then at Oden, a flash of anger on her face.
She turned to Makoto, her voice trembling. "You found a woman to do that with my husband... just to get revenge on me like this?"
Toki bit her lip, trying to stay calm. "Do, do you think I would care about something like that? My husband is so excellent, so what if he has a few concubines?"
Her voice grew louder, as if she were arguing with Makoto or trying to convince herself. "And you must have drugged him! Otherwise, he wouldn't be like this!"
Makoto didn't speak, just watched her quietly, a faint smile on his lips.
Toki continued, "Do you think this will make me despair? Let me tell you, it's impossible! The bond between me and Oden isn't something you can—"
"Mom..." A weak voice came from that naked woman. Toki's voice stopped abruptly. She turned her head and looked at the woman curled up on the ground. "Wh... what did you say?"
That woman's voice was hoarse and weak. "Mom... it's me... it's me..."
Toki's pupils shrank sharply. She crouched down, trying to see the woman's face. But the woman's face was covered in tears and blood, her disheveled hair hiding most of it. "Wh... who are you?"
"Mom... I'm Momonosuke..."
Toki's body froze. "No... impossible..."
Her lips trembled, her voice shaking. "Momonosuke is only four... how could you be Momonosuke..."
"He, they, th-those Devils did it..." That woman's voice grew weaker. "Mom... it hurts... it hurts so much... save me... save me, Mom..."
Toki's face began to pale. Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, each one sending a chill down her spine. But she still held on. "Impossible... you're lying... you must have been brought here by Nishikawa Makoto to deceive me..."
She turned to look at Makoto, her eyes full of anger and pleading. "Right? You brought her here, didn't you? You just found this woman to pretend to be my son to get revenge on me!"
Makoto didn't speak. He just signaled to Kaido, who had followed them in.
Kaido nodded. An invisible force erupted from his body… Conqueror's Haki was released.
Dark red lightning spread outward from Kaido like a towering wave, instantly covering the entire dungeon. That Haki invaded that 'woman's' body like a sharp blade, shattering the power of the Horm-Horm Fruit. That 'woman's' body began to change drastically.
Her shoulders broadened, her waist thickened, the swell of her chest visibly collapsed, her Adam's apple re-emerged, her chin became square.
Within seconds, a woman had reverted to a man. Momonosuke lay there naked, his body covered in bruises, blood still flowing between his legs. His face, though aged to his twenties, still showed traces of his childhood in his features. And that face resembled Oden's somewhat. Even mixed with some of Toki's own features.
Toki's pupils shrank sharply. Her body began to tremble violently. "No, impossible..."
She collapsed to her knees, covering her mouth with both hands, her stomach churning.
"Ugh—" Not from disgust. But from utter despair. She finally understood. That woman being forcibly taken by Oden, no, that person being r*ped by Oden, was none other than her own son.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHH—!"Toki let out a piercing, heart-wrenching scream. The sound was even more shrill, more despairing than Oden's. She lay on the ground, clawing at it desperately with both hands, her nails breaking, blood seeping out.
Tears like a breached flood, streaming down uncontrollably.
"Why... why... why did this happen..." She murmured, her voice already choked with sobs.
She looked up at Oden, the man she had chosen by traveling eight hundred years through time. At that moment, having also learned the truth, he had stopped his thrusting.
His state was exactly the same as Toki's, his eyes rolled back, letting out beast-like wails. He was broken. And she was broken too.
In the dungeon, a family of three, all mentally broken.
Oden curled up in a corner, moaning 'ah, ah.' Momonosuke lay in a pool of blood, unconscious, dried tears on his face. Toki lay on the ground, clawing at the earth, crying heartbreakingly. Three broken souls, in this dim dungeon, each sinking into their own abyss.
Makoto stood by, watching this scene with a look of disdain. "That's it?"
Then, after Kaido, Yu, Beam, the Four Gay Bros, and others also walked in. "What a show."
The Teddy Devil gave Makoto a thumbs up, his face full of admiration. "Boss, we still have a lot to learn from you."
Beam also nodded repeatedly, looking at Makoto with eyes full of reverence.
Kaido stood by, watching all this, secretly shivering. He had thought Makoto's advantage in power was already overwhelming, but he didn't expect him to be even better at tormenting people.
Not just Roger, even Oden couldn't escape. Recalling Rocks, who had died by Makoto's hand back then, Kaido suddenly felt that his former superior's ending was still too good… at least he died a fairly spectacular death.
Makoto looked at Oden, who had completely lost consciousness. He guessed that even if he woke up, he would only be a vegetable. He felt there was no point in tormenting him further.
He made a gesture, which Yu understood. His right hand transformed into a gun barrel, the dark muzzle aimed at Oden's head.
Bang.
An armor-piercing bullet pierced Oden's forehead. Blood and brain matter splattered. Oden's body twitched once, then lay completely still.
Yu turned to Momonosuke.
Bang.
Second shot.
A bloody hole exploded in Momonosuke's chest. Blood gushed out, soaking the ground beneath him.
Makoto looked at the two corpses, suddenly remembering something. In the original work, when Oden first appeared, he had used his friend's corpse as firewood to make oden.
Thinking of this, Makoto's mouth curled up. "Kaido, set up a pot. Heat the oil."
Kaido was stunned. "Huh?"
"Dinner time." Makoto said with a smile.
Soon, under Kaido's orders, the Beasts Pirates' minions, not daring to delay, quickly set up a large pot outside the dungeon, poured in water, and added various ingredients.
Then, they dragged out the corpses of Oden and Momonosuke, chopped them into pieces with a large knife, and piled them at the bottom of the pot as firewood.
The flames were lit. The firewood… no, the body parts burned in the flames, making crackling sounds. The water in the pot gradually boiled, the aroma of oden wafting out.
Makoto stood by the pot, watching the face in the firewood gradually being consumed by the flames, and couldn't help but laugh. "You liked using corpses as firewood to cook, didn't you?"
"Then you can become a part of it too."
The flames leaped, engulfing the remains of Oden. The oden in the pot bubbled and steamed. Makoto fished out a skewer of fish balls from the pot, blew on it, and put it in his mouth. "Mm, this stuff is pretty good."
That large pot bubbled away on the open ground of Onigashima.
After eating the oden, Makoto brought the unconscious Toki back to the Shogun's mansion and called Nayuta over. Nayuta raised her hand, a flicker of light appeared in her golden ringed eyes.
Toki's body shuddered violently, her expression gradually shifting from pain to blankness.
A few seconds later, she opened her eyes, looking around in confusion, then at Makoto standing before her. Her lips moved, making a hoarse sound. "Who am I? Who are you? Why am I here?"
Makoto looked at Nayuta and raised an eyebrow. "Did you delete too many memories?"
Originally, Makoto had planned to have Toki at least retain her memories from before coming to this era, or just delete the memories after meeting Oden. But it felt like Nayuta had accidentally deleted too much.
Nayuta spread her hands, looking indifferent. "Too much trouble. Just formatting it all is fine, isn't it?"
Nayuta could also see that Makoto had no feelings for this woman, just treating her as a high-grade toy. So she didn't need to be so meticulous.
Makoto looked at her speechlessly, but didn't say anything more. He turned to the bewildered Toki, thought for a moment, and said, "Your name is Nishikawa Toki. You were a common woman born in Wano Country. I found you and brought you back."
"Nishikawa Toki?" Toki blinked, repeated the name, as if trying to remember something, but her mind was blank.
"Is that so?" Her tone carried a hint of doubt, also a hint of suspicion, but facing the man before her, she instinctively felt she should believe him.
Makoto nodded, then called out the door, "Hiyori!"
Before long, a little baby girl in a small kimono ran in, wobbling. It was Nishikawa Hiyori. She threw herself into Makoto's arms, called out 'Daddy' in a babyish voice, then looked curiously at Toki, who was sitting collapsed on the tatami, naked except for a blanket.
Makoto picked up Hiyori and said to Toki, "See, she's your little sister. She looks a lot like you, doesn't she? I found her too."
Then, Makoto added with a smile, "Oh, my name is Makoto. Since you didn't have a surname, I gave you mine."
Hiyori: "???"
Hiyori tilted her little head, looking at Toki, then at Makoto, completely confused, 'Huh? How did Mom turn into big sister?'
But since 'Daddy' said so, Hiyori didn't object. She obediently nodded and reached out her little hand to Toki. "Onee-chan."
Toki looked at Hiyori, feeling an inexplicable sense of closeness. She couldn't help but reach out and take Hiyori into her arms. The soft touch and milky scent inexplicably stirred a warm current in her heart.
"Is that so?" She asked softly, her gaze lingering on Hiyori's little face for a long time.
Hiyori nodded vigorously. "Yeah!"
"So my name is Nishikawa Toki... Thank you for giving me your surname, Lord. Just call me Toki." Kozuki Toki, no, now Nishikawa Toki, bowed slightly, but a trace of confusion still lingered on her face. "But... why don't I remember anything?"
Makoto sighed, looking 'pained'. "A few days ago, an idiot samurai named Kozuki Oden broke into our country. You were injured by him, so you lost your memory."
"Kozuki Oden?" Toki was stunned for a moment, then a flash of anger appeared in her eyes. "Then he's very bad."
Makoto smiled and nodded. "Yeah, but don't worry, I've already avenged you."
Toki was deeply moved upon hearing this. She immediately knelt down, kowtowing to Makoto to thank him. "Thank you, master. Toki has nothing to offer in return but her body."
Makoto's smile grew even brighter. "Easy, easy~"