Upon hearing this, Leonora asked with interest, "Will it be for Erina or Alice?"
At these words, the atmosphere on the ship became tense again.
These two cousins, who usually didn't get along well, were instantly at odds.
Alice placed her hands on her hips and spoke first: "I should be the one to eat it! I entered Makoto's home before Erina did!"
Erina sneered, "Before? I should have been the first to join. You interfered. I'm already being lenient by not blaming you, yet you try to turn the tables?"
"What do you mean you should have been first? I met Makoto first! I was the one who spoke to him first."
"What's the use of just speaking? He had a better relationship with me back then."
"Ha? So what if you had a good relationship? It's not like you were a couple. When you officially got together with him, I had already been in his bed for over ten years!"
"You—!"
The two women argued fiercely, neither willing to back down.
All the girls' eyes lit up. They smelled drama.
Nino leaned close to Yotsuba and whispered, "What happened between them back then?"
Yotsuba shook her head. "I don't know either..."
Back in the Chainsaw Man World, she hadn't even been qualified to sit at the table.
Yu and the others' expressions changed, and they quickly pulled Ace and the other male members away.
This was not something they should be hearing.
After Ace, Beam, and the others left, the tension in the dining room only intensified.
Alice and Erina, as everyone watched, dug up all the old stories from their past.
"When we first arrived in Pochita's world, Makoto clearly spent more time with me!"
Erina hands on her hips, her face flushed with anger.
Erina wasn't wrong. Back then, she and Makoto had kissed and performed oral sex. They were just one step away from the final act!
"And then?"
Alice sneered.
"What happened next? It was me who slept with him first!"
"You deliberately seduced him!"
Erina's voice rose an octave.
"And after you succeeded, you did everything you could to prevent me and Makoto from getting closer. It took over ten years before Makoto and I..."
She couldn't finish, stomping her foot in frustration.
Alice crossed her arms, chin slightly raised, utterly self-righteous.
"That was your own lack of skill. Who's to blame?"
"You—!"
After hearing the full story, the Fujiwara sisters, the four Nakano sisters, and the other newer players who hadn't been to the Chainsaw Man World, stared with wide eyes.
They hadn't expected such a big drama!
Chika rested her chin on her hands, her eyes sparkling. "Wow... Erina and Alice have this kind of history?"
Moeha nodded repeatedly. "Nee-san, next time you fall asleep, how about I and Makoto-nii do it right beside you, okay?"
Chika was furious. "What did you say?!"
Hisako was also hearing this for the first time.
She stood behind Erina, her eyes round, mouth slightly agape, as if watching a melodramatic TV series unfold in reality.
And she hadn't expected it to involve Erina, whom she admired most.
As Erina's number one brainless fan, Hisako naturally sided with her idol.
She immediately stepped forward and righteously scolded Alice. "Alice-sama, you are the one at fault here! Therefore, the Soul-Soul Fruit should belong to Erina-sama!"
Alice couldn't help but swear.
"If Grandpa and the others hadn't always favored Erina when we were kids, would I be like this? Why should she get all the good things?"
Her eyes reddened slightly. She grabbed Makoto's arm, pressed it against her chest, and began to act coquettishly.
"Makoto, right? Am I right?"
Her soft breasts rubbed against his arm.
Makoto looked utterly helpless.
How could this old argument be dug up again after so many years?
In the end, Makoto could only play the mediator. "We'll talk about it after we get the Soul-Soul Fruit."
Makoto then stood up and left.
Unfortunately, the tension in the dining room didn't decrease at all.
Erina and Alice exchanged a glance, fighting spirit burning in their eyes.
They knew… their war had restarted.
And so, Erina and Alice immediately got off the ship and went back to Loguetown.
They planned to choose new 'battle gear'.
However, Erina brought her little secretary, Hisako.
Although Loguetown's shopping street wasn't as luxurious as New Fish-Man Island, as the most prosperous town in the East Blue, it still had plenty of clothing stores.
Alice entered a shop, picked out a tight qipao, and held it up to the mirror.
"This one's good."
Yes, easy to tear from the slit.
She nodded in satisfaction, paid, and left.
Erina entered another shop, picked out a black lace nightgown, hesitated for a long time, and finally bought it.
While choosing her 'battle gear', Hisako suddenly leaned close to Erina's ear and whispered, "Erina-sama, the Commander has probably already grown tired of these clothes. They probably won't be very effective."
Erina looked at the black lace nightgown in her hand, blushing. She listened skeptically.
She thought: 'Hisako, you're still a virgin. Oh, no, after so many years in the Pirate World, Hisako was now an old woman in her thirties... an old virgin, more like. How would you know about these things?'
"Then... then what should I do?"
Although Hisako's practical experience in this area remained zero, it was well known that women's IQs dropped to negative numbers when with their girlfriends.
In short, one dared to teach, and the other dared to learn.
Hisako thought for a moment and said, "Erina-sama, you could cook a new dish for the Commander to eat."
Upon hearing this, Erina was speechless.
She had been cooking for Makoto for so many years.
Could a single dish make Makoto take her side?
Not to mention, Alice's skills were no worse than hers.
Hisako leaned close to Erina's ear and whispered something.
"Erina-sama, have you forgotten? There's a famous dish in Japan that requires..."
The more Erina listened, the redder her face became. She looked at Hisako in disbelief.
'Wow, girl, where did you learn this stuff?'
Hisako also blushed but tried to stay calm. "I... I read it in books."
Over the years, while doing arts and crafts, this former young virgin had also consumed quite a lot of miscellaneous content.
Erina was silent for a beat. Then, she gritted her teeth.
"..."
That night…
Busujima Saeko, who had gone to deliver compensation to the Marine, returned.
Makoto was on deck, getting some air. When he saw her come back, he casually asked, "Who is the highest-ranking officer at the Loguetown Marine base? Is it Smoker?"
Busujima Saeko shook her head.
"No, it's a man named T-Bone."
Makoto was dumbfounded.
'What was happening? Could Smoker have not even joined the Marine?'
Speaking of T-Bone, he was one of the few relatively normal people in the One Piece World.
Though in the later part of the original work, he was killed by the very civilians he had sworn to protect, who took his head to the Cross Guild for the bounty.
One could only say, in this 'world of madmen', normal people couldn't survive.
At dusk.
Makoto chatted with T-Bone, who had been summoned.
T-Bone was a tall, thin middle-aged man, arguably extremely ugly, in a Marine uniform. He had a long scar on his face, but his eyes were clear and determined.
"Is there a Marine named Smoker?"
Makoto asked.
T-Bone thought for a moment and shook his head.
"No, but..."
He paused briefly.
"I do know of a Smoker in the Revolutionary Army."
Makoto was dumbfounded for the second time.
'Wow, had the plot deviated this much? Smoker had actually joined the Revolutionary Army?'
He waved his hand and asked no more.
Just then, Hisako walked over and gave a slight bow.
"Commander, Erina-sama has developed a new dish and would like you to taste it."
Makoto raised an eyebrow and nodded in agreement.
He turned to T-Bone and said, "Let's stop here for today."
T-Bone hesitated, then couldn't help but ask, "Nishikawa-san, I want to know, what is your current opinion of the Marine?"
Although, to date, Makoto had only targeted the World Government and had never officially moved against the Marine.
But this man's temperament was too unpredictable.
T-Bone wanted to know his stance towards the Marine.
Makoto glanced at him.
"That's not something someone of your level needs to consider. Just mind your own business."
T-Bone was silent for a moment, then saluted, turned, and left.
He knew that if Makoto decided to do something, he couldn't stop him.
But if that man were to harm his subordinates or the civilians, he would resist even at the cost of his life.
Subsequently, Hisako led Makoto to Erina's bedroom.
Makoto pushed open the door, slightly puzzled.
'Didn't she say we were tasting a new dish? Why come here?'
Hisako locked the door, walked to Erina's bed, and reached out to lift the covers.
"The new dish is right here."
The moment the covers were lifted, Makoto's pupils contracted sharply.
There lay Erina, completely naked, exuding the body scent of a mature woman, clearly having bathed beforehand.
But more remarkably, her body was covered with an array of exquisitely shaped sushi.
Salmon, tuna, sweet shrimp, sea urchin, caviar... Colorful sushi were neatly arranged on her body, from her collarbone to her abdomen, from her thighs to her calves. Every inch of her skin served as a 'dish' for the food.
Erina, now in her early thirties with her body at its most mature stage, looked at Makoto with eyes full of springtime emotion.
She jiggled the hand-pressed sushi covering the 'large grapes' on her chest, her voice trembling.
"P-please... enjoy."
Makoto stood by the bed, looking at this scene, completely stunned.
To be honest, there weren't many things that could surprise him anymore.
But this was definitely one of them.
Wow—
Nyotaimori! (T/N: Female body sushi serving)