Miyuki Uchiha: "The plot of the Fourth Holy Grail War is finally about to begin! Sakura-chan, run! Otherwise, you'll become a tragic 'HOT' Weapon for use!"
Sakura Matou: "..."
Yamamoto Mei: "Seriously, Miyuki? You make jokes like that at a time like this? And with Sakura, who's just a 6-year-old child?!"
Miyuki Uchiha: "Ahem... I'm just trying to lighten the mood."
Sakura Matou: "Sister Miyuki, it's okay! Sakura can handle this mission!"
Daemon: "Then let's release it as soon as possible."
Esdeath: "The world of the Moon, huh? I hope you can draw me from there."
Luo Hao: "I'm interested too. I heard there are gods in that world."
Erina Nakiri: "I shouldn't be drawn, right? I'm still in the One Piece World, and haven't returned yet."
Esdeath: "I'm still in the One Piece World too, but I'll head back to my own world after this."
Yamamoto Mei: "Let's wait and see. This is also a good opportunity to understand the chat group's crossing function."
The world of the moon.
Tohsaka family.
"Thank you so much for your help. I'm confident that with Sakura's talent, she'll be able to carry forward the magic of the Kiriri family," Tohsaka Tokiomi said, his elegant demeanor showing gratitude toward the family as he led the way for the dirty inkstone of the house.
"Huh... With our two families' relationship, there's no need for thanks. Besides, Sakura's inheritance is beneficial for our Matou family. It's a win-win," the ugly, skeleton-like Zouken Matou responded, his smile cold and villainous.
In Tosaka Tokiomi's eyes, Zouken Matou was merely an old man with an unappealing appearance but a heart of gold.
A tragic misconception on his part—pushing his daughter toward the very abyss that would consume her.
For years, Zouken Matou had been a kind man, a partner with a righteous spirit. In those days, the Matou family had practiced water magic.
But, as with all things, man could fall, and empires could decay.
Now, Zouken was a monster, relying on insect magic to sustain his unnaturally long life, a villain in every sense.
Sadly, Tohsaka Tokiomi, despite his love for his daughter, had pushed her unknowingly toward her tragic fate.
Sakura, hiding in a corner, stole a glance at the Dirty ugly old man. Her face turned pale with fear, and memories of a horrifying alternate fate flooded her mind.
No! She couldn't let this happen!
"Release Mission!" Sakura whispered in her heart.
[Group members Sakura Matou releases world quests]
[Mission: Rescue Matou Sakura
Mission Requirements: Prevent Sakura from becoming the adopted daughter of the Kiriri family]
[Time limit: 1 day
Task Reward: Based on mission evaluation, a number of lottery draws will be issued for the Type-Moon world]
[Mission Participants: 2 people
Note: Esdeath, Yamamoto Mei, and Erina Nakiri are excluded this time as they are in the One Piece World mission.]
Erina Nakiri: "It sounds like a dangerous world, but at least I'm safe here with Daemon and Sister Esdeath."
Esdeath: "Damn it! If only I had returned directly after killing Dark King Rayleigh... I missed an opportunity to explore another world."
Yamamoto Mei: "There are only two people selected for this mission. The difficulty shouldn't be high since the Fourth Holy Grail War hasn't officially begun yet, and the heroic spirits haven't been summoned."
Luo Hao: "I'll be drawn for sure. My luck has never been better!"
Kasumigaoka Utaha: "Ah, is that confidence from the success of your Devil Fruit enhancement?"
Luo Hao: "Of course, it's the confidence that comes with being a God Slayer!"
[Mission member drawing]
Congratulations to Neirona Daemon and Kasumigaoka Utaha for qualifying for this World Mission.
Sakura Tosaka: "Great! It's Brother Daemon!"
Sakura's face lit up with joy when she saw Daemon had been selected. At just 6 years old, it was hard for her to grasp the adult complexities around her.
However, she knew one thing—Daemon was strong, reliable, and caring. She trusted him completely.
Luo Hao: "Damn! Could it be that my luck as a Godslayer is starting to falter?"
Miyuki Uchiha: "Does luck like that even exist?"
Kasumigaoka Utaha: "Ah, what a coincidence—a two-person mission with Mr. World Aristocrat. This must be fate~."
Jibril: "I feel like I've been forgotten by the chat group... Oh well, it's not a combat mission anyway. Not my type."
Esdeath: "Since Daemon's going to another world for a mission, it doesn't make sense for the rest of us to stay in the One Piece World, does it?"
Yamamoto Mei: "Indeed. I plan to head back to the Soul Society to study the Thunder Fruit I just acquired. This will definitely enhance my strength."
Yamamoto Mei: "Nerona Daemon, sorry about that. I took the Thunder Fruit from your world, but I'll make it up to you with a good gift someday."
Daemon: "It's fine. You don't need to worry about it."
Daemon: "It's just a Thunder Fruit. It's of no use to me. Don't you remember my treasure?"
Yamamoto Mei: "Ah, right..."
Miyuki Uchiha: "I am the thunder that tears the stars! The ultimate thunder treasure, the thunder of the stars! With that, His Highness Daemon really doesn't need something like a Thunder Fruit."
Sakura Matou: "Brother Daemon, you can take anything you want from my world~"
Daemon: "Sakura-chan is such a sweet girl.Just send a message in the group when you need us, and we'll cross over immediately."
Sakura Matou: "Okay, Sakura understands, Brother Daemon!"
One Piece World.
Esdeath glanced down at Shaky's lifeless body on the ground before turning her playful gaze to Daemon. "Are you regretting not concentrating earlier? You could have had her in your hands, just like you did with Rouge."
Daemon nodded, calm and unapologetic. "I made a choice. Rayleigh attacked first, and I took revenge, making him regret it."
"But Shakky... she was strong, and she chose to end her life without hesitation. That's her choice."
Esdeath raised an eyebrow. "You're really calm about your actions. Not many people can face their own cruelty so... honestly."
Daemon simply shrugged. "It's the way things are."
Esdeath chuckled. From one tyrant to another, she respected Daemon's directness. They were, in many ways, cut from the same cloth.
A Few Minutes Later...
"Where's Mrs Esdeath?" Erina Nakiri, the little chef, asked curiously as she arrived at the battle scene, flanked by several CP0 members.
"She went back to her own world. For now, it's just the two of us here~" Daemon's voice was playful as he looked down at Erina, his eyes gleaming.
"Huh? Only... Only the two of us?" Erina blinked in confusion, her face flushing with a sudden, inexplicable warmth.
"That's right, little chef~" Daemon grinned. "Mei's probably still on the Sky Island. So, it's just the two of us here."
"D-Don't call me that!" Erina stammered, her face growing even redder. She had grown uncomfortable with Daemon's teasing nickname, but no matter how many times he said it, it still made her uneasy.
Without warning, Daemon pulled out a black cloth and covered her eyes.
"What are you going to do?" Erina's voice trembled as the darkness enveloped her. Her body froze in place.
"Guess?" Daemon's tone was playful, like a boy teasing his crush.
Erina didn't respond, her thoughts racing in a whirlwind of possibilities. Was it going to be like a scene from a romance comic?
Would there be a fireworks display? Or... was Daemon about to kiss her? The very thought made her heart beat faster. Would she resist? Could she? Should she?
Her mind was a mess of confusion and flustered emotions, her body stiff with tension. Little did she remember that Daemon was no ordinary person—his strength alone could tear apart the world she knew.
Sensing Daemon's hand gently guiding hers, Erina mechanically followed him, unaware of how long they walked in the darkness.
Eventually, Daemon's voice broke the silence. "We're here."
With a swift motion, the cloth was removed from Erina's eyes, and she blinked against the light, slightly disoriented. But what she saw made her eyes widen in disbelief.
"What... What is all this?" Her voice barely a whisper as she stared at the colossal piles of ingredients before her—whales stretching thousands of meters, octopuses and lobsters of unimaginable size. The sheer amount of precious ingredients overwhelmed her senses.
"Just a small gift. I know you're an exceptional chef, so I had them prepare something special." Daemon's eyes shone with satisfaction as he observed Erina's reaction.
"There's no way to top this... I can't believe it! Thank you so much!" Erina's face lit up with pure joy, her excitement almost palpable.
Daemon smiled indulgently. "Would you like to give me a reward?"
He raised a hand, tapping his cheek with an exaggerated, playful gesture.
Erina blinked, momentarily caught off guard. "What...?"
"Haha, I'm kidding! You didn't think I was serious, did you?" Daemon chuckled, giving her head a soft pat.
Erina couldn't help but feel a little flustered by his teasing. She had never been so easily flattered, but the joy she felt over the gift made her forget any hesitation.
Then, without warning, she grabbed the collar of Daemon's clothes, tugging at it. Her face turned crimson.
"Huh?" Daemon raised an eyebrow, surprised by her sudden boldness.
"You're too tall!" Erina said with a mix of shyness and determination, her gaze locked onto his face as she stood on her tiptoes, trying to close the height gap between them.
Daemon blinked, realizing that the usually reserved Erina was now acting with unexpected boldness. It was a side of her he hadn't seen before, and the thought intrigued him.
Her actions were fueled by a whirlwind of emotions—fear from the unknown of their worlds, her grandfather's strict advice, and her internal conflict about the future.
But most of all, she was drawn to Daemon's protection, which had been a constant since their time together.
She found herself wondering if he could be her support, not just in this world, but across all worlds.
"Little chef," Daemon began, his tone soft and teasing, "Are you sure about this?"
Erina hesitated for a moment before nodding. "I think you're right."
For all his chaotic nature and the cruelty that lingered in his personality, she realized that he was someone who could protect her—and perhaps that was enough.
The realization came with a rush of warmth and a deeper understanding of her feelings.
"Alright, girl," Daemon said, his voice laced with amusement. "You're the first person in this world to make me bow my head. That's an achievement no one else has managed, not even the Pirate King or Navy Heroes!"
Erina flushed even more, her embarrassment mixing with the pride she felt. She had never imagined that one day she'd be in such a position, standing so boldly before someone like Daemon.
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Meanwhile, in the chat group, a notification pinged:
Erina Nakiri: "Daemon, I'm home! My grandfather was completely stunned by all those precious ingredients. He says entering the chat group is a blessing the Nakiri family has earned over several lifetimes."
Daemon: "Say hello to him for me. I'll visit when I can."
Erina Nakiri: "Okay!"
Miyuki Uchiha: "Hmm? Something's off. Did something happen between you two?"
Erina Nakiri: "It's nothing, just that Daemon knows I'm a chef, so he prepared me some special gifts."
Miyuki Uchiha: "A parting gift already!?"
Miyuki Uchiha: "Your Highness Daemon, aren't you moving too fast? It's only been a few days since we crossed worlds, and you've already started making moves! I can't bear it... Erina-sama, you must resist! Daemon is too powerful!"
Erina's face turned bright red. She wanted to explain, but her words caught in her throat. Could she really admit that she was the one who had taken the initiative?
Back in the Food Wars world, Erina's grandfather, Senzaemon Nakiri, had no qualms about Daemon's existence.
If anything, he was impressed by the strength and influence Daemon commanded. When Erina mentioned the Thunder Treasure incident, Senzaemon's admiration for Daemon only grew.
As the head of the Nakiri family, Senzaemon had always worried about Erina's potential isolation due to her domineering personality.
But now, thanks to Daemon, Erina's life seemed to be on a different path—one with more excitement, adventure, and... protection.
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