As a pair of sharp eyes opened, Orin imdiately felt a fierce resistance.
This damned sword really had so bite.
But under Orin’s monstrous strength, all resistance was aningless.
Even with its own will, Yoru couldn’t escape Orin’s grasp. Only the trembling of its blade revealed the effort it was making.
"You call this a bright idea? Give it back!!"
Hearing Orin’s words, Mihawk’s face instantly darkened. He snatched Yoru back from Orin’s hand.
But perhaps Orin’s words had provoked it, because Yoru was clearly furious at this mont.
The mont it returned to Mihawk’s hand, Yoru suddenly swung Mihawk’s arm—before the Hawk-Eyed Swordsman even reacted—toward Orin with a slash.
Clang—
A burst of tallic ringing echoed out.
"Grudge-holder, huh? Just like you, Hawk-Eyes."
Orin’s arm was wrapped in jet-black Armant Haki as he raised it in front of himself, easily blocking the strike. While doing so, he even leisurely sipped so black tea.
This sweet stuff was surprisingly good.
"Mamamama Shall I pull out its soul for you?"
Big Mom looked at Orin and offered sweetly.
"No need. I believe it can be tad in due ti." Orin smiled and shook his head.
Sure enough, it only took a single slash before Mihawk regained control over Yoru.
Obviously—
After all, they’d been partners for so many years. Even if Yoru had gained its own will, it was still the weapon Mihawk was most familiar with.
It had cald down—
But...
Looking at Yoru, now once again silent and aloof in his hand, Mihawk couldn’t help but shake his head with a sigh.
After all, it was the sword he had vowed to use to beco the world’s greatest swordsman. Mihawk could guess what it was thinking—
Unless it encountered a swordsman worthy of drawing its blade, Yoru would not awaken again.
It was just like how—
Mihawk had never bothered to fight seriously against half-baked swordsn. A small blade was more than enough to deal with them.
After that brief episode, the tea party resud as planned.
Desserts, performances, small talk...
Everything felt harmonious and pleasant. Even little Croc had unknowingly eaten several slices of cake.
However—
All good things must co to an end.
No matter how lively the tea party was, it had to end soti.
As ti passed, so of the less important guests began to gradually leave.
Only Big Mom’s pirate crew, Orin’s group, and a few underworld bosses remained on site.
Noticing the shift, little Croc set down her teacup and casually glanced toward the main table where Orin sat. Her crossed legs were now resting flat on the ground.
Mihawk also set down his knife and dabbed his mouth with a napkin. His sharp hawk-like eyes, revealing no emotion, remained fixed on Yoru in his hand.
Orin could clearly sense it too.
He sighed inwardly.
So it’s co to this after all. Looks like forming a blood feud with Big Mom is inevitable.
He slowly finished his last sip of black tea, contemplating whether to launch a preemptive strike to take the initiative.
But then, his Observation Haki sensed a different presence.
It felt familiar...
He took a closer look at the figure—
Confird.
"Showing up at a ti like this to stir things up, huh... Cute."
Orin thought silently, glancing at Big Mom whose eyes were now brimming with murderous intent toward him. His mind spun rapidly—activating full idea-generator mode.
Orin: (pushes up glasses with a smirk, finger raised pose)
He had just co up with an idea—one that would let him return to watch more shows next ti, receive cheers, and eat more cake.
As expected—
A massive figure, hundreds of ters tall, was headed straight for Whole Cake Island.
As clouds churned, a shadow quickly appeared above.
It wasn’t just Orin this ti—almost everyone noticed the figure overhead.
So of the younger or more ignorant guests were so terrified they collapsed onto the ground from their chairs.
Even Big Mom stood up instantly when she saw the silhouette, grinding her teeth as she shouted:
"Hey! Kaido!! What the hell are you doing here at a ti like this!?!?"
Only Orin remained seated, legs crossed calmly. His face was shadowed beneath the looming figure, emotion unreadable.
"Wororororo~ Old hag, isn’t the answer obvious?!?!"
BOOM—
With an impact that made the earth tremble, smoke and dust rose into the air.
A massive, muscular man erged from the haze, spiked kanabo slung over his shoulder, face slightly flushed with drunkenness.
"Of course I’m here to kill that bastard Orin!!!"
"You wanna join in too, Linlin... hic..."
Kaido, ever passionate about war and death, wasted no ti aiming his hostility at Orin, while also speaking to Big Mom.
But whether he ant "join in killing Orin," or "join Orin in being killed," was very much up for interpretation.
And Orin didn’t give Big Mom a chance to clarify.
"I see..."
Orin slowly raised his head, eyes brimming with sharp killing intent.
"So the real reason for this invitation... was to team up with Kaido and kill ?"
"It’s not—"
"Die!!!"
Before Big Mom could finish, a wolf-toothed kanabo moving faster than the eye could follow appeared right in front of Orin.
Chaos instantly erupted.
Mihawk and Crocodile were the first to dodge the attack’s shockwave.
But many of the Charlotte children weren’t as lucky. Under Katakuri’s rage-filled eyes, their lives hung in the balance.
...
"Since that’s how it is, you two can co at together."
At the very center of the impact zone, two figures clashed violently, collapsing the ground beneath into a massive crater.
Orin held Ace firmly in both hands, blocking Kaido’s full-powered strike. Black and red lightning exploded outward, spreading across the sky.
Aside from Mihawk, Crocodile, Big Mom, and Katakuri, most of the onlookers were blown away by the force.
Despite the difference in size and stature, Orin showed no signs of weakness. With one hand on his blade, he blocked Kaido’s two-handed attack—creating an incredibly striking image.
From the very start, it was a Conqueror’s Haki Infusion clash—no holding back, no testing the waters.
"Worororo Just from this one strike, I already acknowledge you, Orin!!!"
"Let’s have more exciting bloodshed!!!"
Kaido’s body transford again. Muscles swelled. His dragon-human hybrid form took shape in an instant.
"Thunder Bagua!!!"
Another devastating strike, infused with Conqueror’s Haki, was unleashed.
One swing tore through the air!
Countless buildings shattered into pieces as the blow landed—this was the sa attack that once shattered a king’s addiction in one hit. Now, it was launched directly at Orin.
Orin admitted—
After so many years—
His blood was boiling again.
"Co then!!! Kaido of the Beasts! Big Mom!!!"
"If it’s war you want, then war is what I’ll give you!!!"
His scalp tingled with excitent. Terrifying Conqueror’s Haki instantly wrapped around the Ace blade.
Orin roared and unleashed his attack:
"Instant—Kamui!!!"
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