Aoi Tosaka had no idea what kind of scheme her husband was plotting behind the scenes.
If she knew Tosaka Tokiomi was actually considering marrying both of their daughters off to Daemon just to curry favor, no matter how soft-spoken and elegant she was, she might've slapped him right then and there.
For now, she was simply focused on serving tea and preparing sweets for Daemon and the others, her manner calm and graceful—truly the ideal noble lady.
She appeared sincerely grateful to Daemon for saving her youngest daughter.
"Mrs. Tohsaka is beautiful, don't you think?"
Utaha Kasumigaoka's voice held a subtle edge of jealousy as she noticed Daemon's gaze drifting toward Aoi Tosaka one too many times.
Daemon didn't bother denying it. "She is. Quiet, dignified, refined… very much the opposite of you."
"You… Honestly, you really are a certified world-class scumbag."
Utaha couldn't help but laugh in exasperation. He didn't even try to hide his shamelessness.
Though she had developed some affection for him, she still found herself sulking and turning away, coldly ignoring him out of spite.
She knew she'd probably end up giving in later, and unfortunately, Daemon knew it too.
Daemon only smiled at her reaction.
In relationships, the one who falls first usually loses. That's why Daemon never allowed himself to fall. He could desire a woman's body, sure, but never her heart.
Even when he acted sweet, it was always a calculation. Take Portgas D. Rouge, for example—that was pure physical interest. Nothing more.
"Brother Daemon…"
A soft voice called out. Sakura had scooted closer without anyone noticing and was now wrapping her small arms around Daemon's arm affectionately.
"What is it, Sakura-chan?" he asked casually, resting his other hand on her head.
"Does Brother Daemon like Mommy a lot? You kept looking at her…"
Sakura's voice was quiet, barely above a whisper, her eyes darting to make sure her mother and Rin weren't paying attention.
Daemon stiffened.
Kasumigaoka Utaha, on the other hand, immediately stifled a laugh. She leaned against the table, amused, her eyes practically saying, Let's see you talk your way out of this one.
Daemon cleared his throat awkwardly.
Sure, he was no saint. In the pirate world, he'd done far worse than flirt with someone's mom.
But this wasn't that world. And Sakura was a sweet six-year-old girl—not some cunning noble.
He couldn't bring himself to admit the truth.
Just as he was about to explain, Sakura leaned in again and whispered, "It's okay. If Brother Daemon really likes Mommy… I can help you."
Daemon blinked, stunned.
"…What did you say?"
Utaha choked on her tea, nearly spraying it everywhere. Her eyes widened as she stared at the tiny girl clinging to Daemon's side.
Sakura-chan, are you possessed?
"No, I'm still me," Sakura said sweetly, as if reading their minds. "It's just… After what happened, Sakura figured out some things. About Brother Daemon. And our family."
She nestled closer to him, eyes full of affection. There was something unsettling in the way she looked at him—not like a child looking up to a hero, but more like a gentle wife gazing at her beloved husband.
Utaha's stomach turned. Something was wrong.
She understood now. Sakura had changed.
Utaha had seen painful memories before—she was mature enough to handle them. But Sakura was just a child. After going through such darkness, something in her had shifted.
And Utaha couldn't tell if that was a good thing… or a terrifying one.
She turned to Daemon for an answer.
He merely shook his head with a faint, knowing look.
Just watch. Let's wait and see.
Even if Sakura turned into a villainess because of this, he didn't mind.
Because Daemon was the kind of man who would spoil even the worst girls.
Savior of the wicked? Villain among villains? So what?
If Sakura went off the rails, he'd still protect her.
Besides, what had she really done? Offered to help him pursue her mom?
Wasn't that… kind of sweet? (PS: Definitely)
Never mind that Tohsaka Tokiomi was still alive.
That was future Daemon's problem.
"Alright, girls. Enough with the nonsense."
He lightly tapped Sakura's head with a scolding look. "If Brother Daemon likes someone, he'll chase her himself. He doesn't need help from a little girl who doesn't even have eyebrows yet."
"…I have eyebrows, Brother Daemon," Sakura muttered.
Utaha barely held in her laughter again.
Sakura, however, just giggled and nodded innocently. "Okay. I get it."
But inwardly, her heart felt heavy.
So it's true. Daemon really does like Mommy.
How annoying…
First Sister, now even Mommy wants to take him away from me.
But… it's okay.
Mom and Sister aren't like Father.
They're kind. They've always cared for me.
So… it's fine if I share.
The teacher and Mom always say good things are meant to be shared with the people you love most.
Later — Tohsaka Estate, Backyard
"Sakura-chan's acting strange. Don't you feel it?"
Utaha's voice was low as she stood next to Daemon, her expression serious for once.
"Strange?" Daemon raised an eyebrow.
"She's just a little jealous. You're too close to me all the time—makes the kid uneasy."
"Jealous?" Utaha repeated, stunned. "Of me? But she's just—"
Her words caught in her throat.
She remembered the look Sakura had given her earlier. Like someone who'd had her favorite toy taken away.
It was subtle… but chilling.
"She's six, Daemon," Utaha said in disbelief.
"Six!"
"Hey, don't look at me like that," Daemon sighed. "I didn't teach her anything. I didn't want this."
He threw his hands up like an innocent man accused of a crime he didn't commit.
"Scumbag-kun… this is your fault. You corrupted Sakura-chan."
Utaha gave him a light slap on the arm, more pout than punishment.
Why was it that no matter how much of a scumbag this man was, he still managed to be so… likable?
Not just strong women. Even six-year-old girls?
Was he some kind of god-tier seducer?
Daemon could only scratch his head helplessly.
Blackened? Yandere? Possessed? Who knows.
In the end, he didn't care.
She was his little girl now, in one way or another.
And he'd protect her.
Even if she went a little dark.
Sakura was cute—there was no denying that. And now that she had someone who liked her and cared deeply for her, that alone was enough.
"Don't think too hard about it," Daemon said gently, glancing at Utaha's worried expression.
"Sakura's smart. She has her mother and sister by her side. With time, she'll slowly return to herself."
Utaha didn't reply right away, but her knitted brows softened a little. Daemon smiled, then changed the topic smoothly.
"By the way… remember that gift I promised you?"
Utaha raised an eyebrow. "Ah, the Devil Fruit from the One piece World? You mean the one the others said was ancient and dusty? I thought Mr. World Noble didn't want to give it to me."
Her tone was laced with sarcasm—dry, cutting. Clearly, she hadn't let it go.
Daemon scratched his cheek awkwardly. "Yeah… I kind of forgot about that."
"Hmph."
"But this time, I brought something really special. Among all the Devil Fruits in the One Piece world—this one's top tier."
He reached out and gently took her delicate hand in his, then summoned a strange, swirling fruit from his Treasure of the Gods.
Utaha gave it a skeptical look. "It's… kind of ugly."
Despite her words, her heart skipped a beat.
He remembered.
Not just remembered—he brought something only for her. Esdeath, Luo Hao, Sakura, Erina… none of them had something like this.
A flush of pride bloomed in her chest. She lowered her gaze, a smile tugging at her lips.
Sorry, girls. I'm ahead of the curve.
"It might look gross," Daemon chuckled, "but I promise you—the form you take after eating it will be breathtaking."
"Fine. I trust you."
Without hesitation, Utaha bit into the fruit.
Her face twisted. "Ugh! This… this is just as disgusting as I imagined! What the hell was the One Piece author thinking?! Rotten durian dipped in sewage?!"
But before Daemon could respond, a powerful aura burst from her body—so fierce it startled the birds from the trees and sent small creatures fleeing into the distance.
Tohsaka Tokitomi peeked through the window, eyes wide. "What… what is that monstrous pressure?!"
Daemon, however, was smiling. "It's amazing… Looks like this fruit suits her perfectly."
He opened the live broadcast to the group chat.
A thunderous roar echoed across the moonlit sky.
In the next moment, Kasumigaoka Utaha transformed into a massive eastern dragon, hundreds of meters long—her body coiling majestically in the air above the Tohsaka estate.
Unlike Kaido's intimidating beast form, her dragon body shimmered in soft pink hues, its sleek, feminine shape giving off an aura of grace, strength, and mythical beauty.
She didn't look like a monster—she looked like a dragon princess, straight out of a legend.
[Chat Group]
Jibril: "She turned into a dragon?! Her race literally changed! That's incredible!"
Luo Hao: "So elegant. This is beyond transformation—this is rebirth. Is this truly the power of a Devil Fruit?"
Miyuki Uchiha: "Senpai became a dragon?! Wait—don't tell me it's the same fruit that Momonosuke ate in the original manga?!"
Yamamoto Mei: "Exactly that. It's a clone of Kaido's Azure Dragon fruit. The World Government labeled it a failure just because the color was different… Vegapunk really pulled one over on them."
Miyuki: "Honestly, that brat Momonosuke didn't deserve it anyway. If this fruit ended up with Senpai instead, I'm happy!"
Sakura Tosaka: "She's beautiful… I really envy Utaha-senpai. She got such an amazing gift…"
Miyuki: "I envy you too, Sakura… You got to be saved by him…"
Sakura: "...Thanks to Brother Daemon."
Miyuki: "Your Highness! Can you get me a Mythical Zoan Fruit too? Something beautiful and powerful like hers?"
Daemon: "You're already strong enough. Are you ready to lose your ability to swim for a little extra flair?"
Miyuki: "...Fair point."
Miyuki: "But still, a Mythical Zoan… First Erina with her Immortal Phoenix form, and now Senpai with the Pink Dragon?!"
Luo Hao: "Then go ask Daemon directly. I'll even help strengthen it afterward."
Miyuki: "...I'd rather keep my luck. I don't want to go bankrupt playing gacha with you watching."
As the chat erupted with envy and curiosity, Kasumigaoka Utaha slowly got used to her new powers.
High above the estate, her dragon form shimmered in the moonlight. With a mischievous smile in her now-draconic eyes, she glanced at Daemon below.
In the next second, she shrank her body, twisting mid-air into a smaller, sleeker form—only a few meters long.
Then, like a predator with its prey, she spiraled down and coiled around Daemon's body.
"…What are you doing? Planning to eat me?"
Daemon stared up at her pink scales and narrowed golden eyes, unsure whether to be amused or alarmed.
"That's right," she purred, voice still unmistakably her own, but more seductive in its resonance.
"I'm going to devour you, Mr. World Noble-kun."
He blinked. "…Huh?"
Was this girl a praying mantis in her past life?
Before he could say more, she unwrapped herself, scooped him up into her claws, and—with one beat of her wings—soared off toward the bedroom the Tosakas had prepared for them.
"…Ah."
Daemon's eyes widened as it finally clicked.
Oh. That kind of "eating."
Even he, the old driver, was caught off guard.
Wait… wasn't the livestream still running?
And she didn't even switch back to her human form!
Utaha, as always, exceeded expectations.
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