As someone who had lived a perfectly normal life, Erina Nakiri found herself utterly stunned by the chat group's warped sense of morality.
Of course, her reaction was understandable.
She was, after all, just an ordinary human. It was easy for someone like her to empathize with the weak, to cling to ideas of justice and kindness.
But to Daemon and the others—
What were "humans," really?
In their eyes, humans were nothing more than fragile beings, destined to admire and worship the strong.
They were not heroes.
Nor saints.
Just creatures bound to their desires, carving out their own paths without any illusions of nobility.
Even Kasumigaoka Utaha — another girl who came from an ordinary, peaceful world — had long since been influenced by Daemon's philosophy. Her worldview had already shifted.
If Erina Nakiri couldn't accept this brutal reality, no one in the chat group would hurt her directly.
But cold indifference, silent exclusion...
That would be inevitable.
Thankfully, Erina wasn't stupid.
She didn't let her emotions get the better of her and stayed silent in the group.
Despite the short time she'd spent here, the proud eldest daughter of the Nakiri family had already realized something crucial:
The chat group was her opportunity.
Miyuki Uchiha: "By the way, did you get your newbie reward yet?"
Jibril: "You mean this? —— [Picture]"
The image Jibril posted showed her prize from the newbie lottery.
[Item: Fairy Bean Maker]
Function: Collect the corpses of powerful beings to produce Senzu beans in batches.
Effect: Fairy beans can instantly heal all injuries — but they are ineffective against diseases.
Miyuki Uchiha: "Fairy Beans Maker?! You can actually make them?!"
Yamamoto Mei: "Incredible luck. For someone who fights often, that's a priceless treasure."
Esdeath: "Healing all injuries, huh..."
Kasumigaoka Utaha: "The effects are... terrifying."
Luo Hao: "In other words, as long as you aren't killed instantly, you basically have infinite lives?"
Daemon: "Exactly."
Daemon: "And the most broken part? Jibril didn't just get some fairy beans — she got the ability to make them."
Jibril: "Hehe~ It seems Lady Luck is finally smiling on me."
Jibril: @Daemon Saint, you seem to be the strongest one here. Shall we find time for a little... sparring?"
Daemon: "Sounds fun."
Daemon, overflowing with confidence, naturally wouldn't refuse such an invitation.
Jibril: "Wonderful! I like people like you!"
Miyuki Uchiha: "Ahhh~"
Jibril: "Hm?"
Jibril: "Was that a confession? Sorry, but the affection of the weak is an insult to me."
Miyuki Uchiha: "Waaah! I'm being looked down on! But for your soft and fragrant body, Jibril-chan, I'll work hard and get stronger!"
Jibril: "...Fine. Good luck, I suppose."
In the No Game No Life world—
Jibril suddenly shivered for no reason.
An ominous feeling crept up her spine.
"...Scary. I think I just met a crazy person."
Meanwhile, back in the Food Wars world—
Following the group's prompts, Erina Nakiri timidly participated in the lottery as well.
Her reward was...
"...!"
Staring at the cookbook from The Little Master of Cooking that appeared before her, Erina's golden eyes sparkled with excitement.
For her, a chef through and through, strength wasn't about power or combat.
It was about ingredients. Techniques. The pursuit of the ultimate dish.
It couldn't have been more perfect.
The reward she drew was practically tailor-made for her dreams.
In her happiness, Erina even forgot about her earlier discomfort and eagerly posted her prize in the group.
Erina Nakiri: "[Picture]"
Erina Nakiri: "Hello everyone, I'm just a simple chef. I don't have any special powers."
Miyuki Uchiha: "It's Erina-sama! A tsundere will never fall behind! Ahhh, I'm dying~"
Erina Nakiri: "...Hello."
Yamamoto Mei: "Seriously, calm down. Didn't Daemon already teach you enough back in Naruto World?"
Yamamoto Mei: @Erina Nakiri, don't mind her. She's just a hopeless idiot reincarnator who dreams of building a harem. You're probably one of the characters she adored in her previous life."
Erina Nakiri: "...I-I see."
Though she had already learned from the 'memory copies' that her world was nothing but a manga...
Hearing it spoken so casually still made Erina feel strange.
A bit curious.
A bit... amused.
So this is what reincarnators are like?
Interesting.
And thanks to Erina's humble attitude, everyone treated her rather warmly.
Even Esdeath, usually cold and disdainful toward the weak, offered a short but genuine greeting.
After all, no matter how different their origins, they were all fellow group members now.
Friendship and mutual support were the heart of the chat group!
...With one exception.
Jibril.
This winged girl who joined at the same time as Erina had an even worse personality than anyone else in the group.
But no one worried too much.
After all, even Sect Leader Luo Hao had been arrogant at first — and look how much she mellowed after Daemon nearly beat her to death in Naruto World.
In the end, truth lies only within the range of one's fists.
Girls with bad attitudes just needed a little... education.
Many secretly looked forward to Daemon and Jibril's future encounter.Surely, she'd become much more agreeable afterward.
Back in the One Piece world—
Daemon slowly emerged from his treasure vault.
Only a few days had passed while he was in the Naruto World, but here in the One Piece World, it hadn't even been a full day.
Stussy and Akainu had already set off toward the South Blue, leading the naval fleet under his orders.
Daemon stretched lazily, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Roger's wife... I'll make sure to take good care of her."
He chuckled at the memory of Portgas D. Rouge's delicate appearance from the original story.
Taking out a Den Den Mushi, he casually dialed the Five Elders.
"I want Vegapunk to hand over the artificial Devil Fruit he made from Kaido."
"I know it's a failure. Doesn't matter. It just needs to look impressive for the slaves."
"This isn't a request. It's an order. Get moving."
Ignoring the suppressed rage on the other end, Daemon hung up without waiting for a reply.
On the other side, the Five Elders' faces were dark enough to cause a storm.
Especially the old man called Saturn, who squeezed out a few words between gritted teeth:
"Understood. We'll send it to you."
Forcing down his anger, Saturn added:
"About the Wano Country situation, Your Highness Daemon— when do you plan to intervene?"
Daemon grinned lazily.
"After I'm done in the South Blue."
"It wouldn't feel right to act before properly taking care of my dear brother Roger's wife, would it?"
On the other end of the line, the Five Elders collectively fell silent.
At this point, there was nothing left to say.
It was better to simply offer a prayer...
For Roger.
Meeting Daemon might have been the greatest tragedy of the Pirate King's life.
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