"Well?"
"Want to have a fight?"
Orin spoke with a smile.
Under the gaze of countless Homies foot soldiers and family officers, Katakuri, the head of the Sweet Three Generals, and Orin stood in a stalemate for a short while. The two didn’t even make a move and simply stayed silent for a mont. After the standoff, Orin said sothing that left everyone confused. Only Katakuri himself knew that just now, the two of them had carried out countless simulated battles in the future foreseen by Observation Haki. It was fine when Orin wasn’t serious—they could trade a few moves. But once the smile disappeared from Orin’s face, Katakuri could say his consciousness would vanish in an instant.
After a brief silence, a mochi dragon lance slowly appeared in Katakuri’s hand. Even knowing this battle was no different from going to his death—
"No matter what, I can’t just watch my sister get hurt!!!"
Countless mochi tentacles shot out, blasting toward Orin’s body like a machine gun. This was still a move Katakuri got inspiration for from Luffy. But used on Orin, it had about the sa effect as when Luffy fought Katakuri. Countless mochi fists seed to pass right through Orin’s body, smashing the ground of the Mirror World to pieces yet unable to touch anything solid. The intangibilized Orin just stood there, watching Katakuri attack.
"Feel it, Katakuri..."
On the other hand, Orin didn’t seem in a hurry to counterattack. Instead, he looked like he wanted to put so pressure on Katakuri and play the role of a Kaido-style master.
"When you face an Observation Haki user who’s stronger than you, this is how powerless it feels."
Katakuri’s eyes were extrely serious as he suddenly struck behind him for no apparent reason. And Orin? In the next instant, he appeared right in front of Katakuri and kicked him straight into a distant wall, embedding him there.
"Just a tiny thought was enough to make you misjudge?"
Orin walked forward slowly. Just now, he’d had a fleeting thought of warping behind Katakuri, and it was briefly caught by the other’s foresight of the future. But Orin had already seen that if he appeared behind him, he’d be reacted to, so he had no intention of going there at all. This seemingly nested, doll-like ti logic actually reflected the gap in levels between Observation Haki users: that is, "the stronger the Observation Haki, the more likely the future you see is to happen." Those whose Observation Haki isn’t strong enough will catch the wrong information.
Orin hadn’t put much strength into that kick. Katakuri stood up from the wall a bit awkwardly, having only suffered so superficial injuries, but he remained calm because he understood what the other side ant. If Orin really wanted to kill him, an instant would be enough. Right now, he clearly wasn’t using his full strength.
"I get it. Whether for my sister or for myself, I won’t give up."
With an extrely serious look, Katakuri charged at Orin again. His Observation Haki kept sensing under the imnse pressure, and he began to rely more on his instincts and the guidance of Observation Haki. From getting hit by every kick at the start, he gradually reached the point where he could occasionally dodge one. His Observation Haki was truly improving. And facing Katakuri’s attacks—even the large-scale strangulation of the mochi hell—Orin rely gathered black-and-red lightning in his hand and shattered the omnipresent mochi.
"Katakuri..."
Watching Katakuri get sent flying again and again, his attacks completely ineffective, Brûlée’s eyes filled with painful tears. Then, whether by luck or because his Observation Haki had improved enough, Katakuri actually dodged two of Orin’s kicks in a row and, using Armant Haki, barely endured one kick. Only then did Orin’s expression change slightly.
"Oh??? Not bad..."
"Sure enough, teaching like a master isn’t just about beating soone up—you also have to use what they care about most to stimulate them. Double the push."
Orin took out a small notebook he carried with him and wrote down this insight on masterful teaching. If he hadn’t used Katakuri’s sister to provoke him, then no matter how great the pressure, it would probably have been hard to make him break through and unleash his potential.
"That should be about enough. If it really doesn’t work, we’ll talk about it then..."
As Orin was thinking this to himself, he suddenly felt sothing small flying toward him.
"This is..."
Orin pinched a poison dart between his fingers, and its source was one of the Charlotte family’s daughters.
"Flampe!!!"
Katakuri was shocked. He hadn’t expected Flampe to dare sneak-attack Orin at a ti like this.
"You beat my favorite brother Katakuri into this state—I won’t allow it!!!"
"After all, I’m the most beloved child among my brothers and sisters in the Charlotte family~"
Orin turned around to look at Flampe and started walking toward her. Katakuri hurriedly tried to rush forward to stop him. At this mont, he pushed his Observation Haki to the extre, trying to see Orin’s movent trajectory.
I can definitely make it. With my improved Observation Haki, as long as I see his trail and add my awakened ability, I’ll definitely catch up...
But in the next instant, Katakuri’s eyes widened violently and his body staggered, as if he had seen sothing unbelievable.
"How is that possible..."
"The future... is gone?"
It was as if, within his Observation Haki, Orin no longer existed at all—or rather, as if the other person had never existed in the first place. Top-tier Observation Haki can, to a certain extent, break through the constraints of space, like the communication between Yasopp and Usopp in the Uta movie. You have to know that even teleportation or the activation of the Door-Door Fruit would cause spatial fluctuations that alert and draw the attention of top-tier Observation Haki users. But the situation right now was a complete disappearance.
When Katakuri saw Orin again, the other was already standing in front of Flampe. This little girl’s looks were, among the Charlotte family, at a rare level of normal, but she wasn’t anything good either—at least Orin didn’t like her.
Orin grabbed her by the head and lifted her whole body up. No matter how she struggled, she couldn’t break free.
"Flampe!!!"
Katakuri was shocked and imdiately tried to fight to the death, but Orin froze him in place with a single look.
"Hey, Katakuri, you don’t seriously think that just because I polished your Observation Haki a bit, you can be my enemy now, do you?"
Orin’s gaze sharpened as a trace of Conqueror’s Haki leaked out and swept across the area in an instant. Everyone except Katakuri collapsed to the ground unconscious.
"I know—this noisy brat is your sister too, right?"
"You don’t want anything to happen to your sister, do you, Katakuri~"
Under Katakuri’s trembling gaze, Orin finally stated his condition.
"Then let’s make a deal~"
"Take out Straw Hat Luffy, and I’ll return your sister to you."
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