*Pere Pere Pere Pere*
At that moment, the Den Den Mushi began to ring. Drake stopped his training and approached without hesitation.
He knew very well that the only person who could be calling him was the number one beauty in the world: Hancock.
Hana and the others exchanged curious glances. Since boarding the ship, the Den Den Mushi in the training room had never rung.
One by one, they fell silent, watching intently to see who it would be. Drake reached the rock, picked up the Den Den Mushi, and the line quickly connected.
"Drake, I hope this empress isn't bothering you!"
The Den Den Mushi imitated Hancock—loose hair, crimson dress. Even in mimicry, her beauty radiated.
"What's the problem? Say it," Drake replied calmly, flipping through the Devil Fruit Illustrated Book without breaking his composure.
Seeing the Den Den Mushi's appearance, Perona and the others immediately recognized the caller. The only woman among the Shichibukai—Boa Hancock.
"Strange… why would she call Drake?" Hana frowned, puzzled.
Betty took a drag from her cigarette and said lightly, "Don't think too much. Drake left a few days ago. They must be discussing the alliance."
Perona floated in the air, her little face full of envy. "Even the phone's microphone is beautiful… what about me? As expected, the world's number one beauty is too beautiful, horohorohoro…"
Reiju nodded, stroking her chin. "Boa Hancock… a legendary beauty. They say any man who sees her is petrified. Now that I see this Den Den Mushi, I know the rumors are true."
Baccarat blinked and smiled gently. "You're right. But Drake isn't in that group. Whoever the woman is, Drake won't care much."
She turned her head toward Drake, smiling. "He's a man who focuses on what matters. He puts all his energy into training and doesn't care about women at all."
At that moment, Hancock's pleasant voice came through the Den Den Mushi. "Drake, this empress has already set sail. Soon, I will enter the Grand Line. I will reach the New World before you, and then I will wait for you there!"
Meanwhile, Marigold and Sandersonia looked at each other.
The Den Den Mushi imitated Drake's image—dressed in black, calm expression, messy Blonde hair, heterochromatic eyes. Handsome, serious, and composed.
"This Drake… he looks truly powerful," Marigold whispered.
Sandersonia nodded. "This kind of character cannot be faked. My sister is right—he is very strong. He should have Admiral-level strength."
Drake spoke calmly. "In the first half of the Grand Line, you won't find danger. But in the New World, your strength is not enough. If you face something you cannot handle, call me. Don't face it alone."
Hancock's impression of Drake deepened. He was calm, rational, and considerate.
But she pouted, her voice tinged with childish anger. "Drake, you underestimate this empress. You all look down on me and don't believe in my strength, humpf~~. When I enter the New World, I will prove everyone wrong!"
Even if Elder Nyon doubted her, Hancock could endure it. But if Drake—the man she loved—looked down on her, it was unbearable. She secretly resolved: no matter the danger, she would never ask Drake for help.
Drake, however, remained calm, unaffected by her tone. "She's fine. She wasn't like this before," he thought, dismissing her flirtatiousness.
The call ended.
The girls in the training room were stunned. Hancock's spoiled tone had left them speechless.
"Did I hear that right? Boa Hancock acting like a spoiled brat to Drake?" Hana's eyes widened in disbelief.
Betty nodded, smiling bitterly. "It seems Drake's charm is too strong. Even the most beautiful woman in the world has fallen in love with him."
Perona floated higher, giggling. "This princess doesn't understand love, but that woman's tone was definitely strange."
Reiju's flawless face lit up with excitement. "Actually, it's not strange—it's normal. Drake is so cool and powerful. Of course Boa Hancock would fall for him."
Baccarat stroked her crimson hair, joking lightly. "If the men outside learn that the world's most beautiful woman already has someone in her heart, they'll explode with anger. And then they'll envy Drake endlessly."
Four days later – Inside the practice room.
"Which Devil Fruit do you think is best for Drake to choose?" Hana asked with a smile, her eyes fixed on the Devil Fruit Illustrated Book resting on the table.
Betty blew out cigarette smoke and said lightly, "I don't care about these kinds of things. Let Drake make his own decision."
Perona remained the same, floating in the air, full of curiosity. "I think the Bato Bato no Mi Model: Vampire would suit Drake. It's a very powerful mythical Zoan. As long as Drake eats that Devil Fruit, he will be young forever...Horohorohoro…"
Reiju shook her head slightly, resting her chin on her hands. A soft smile appeared on her face. "This Devil Fruit must be extremely important to others—everyone loves it. But for Drake, it's simple."
She looked at Drake's figure with deep appreciation in her eyes and said firmly, "Drake is extremely good at developing the Space Fruit. I think one day he will be able to develop certain abilities, such as Stop aging. At that time, the vampire Zoan will have no effect and will seem trivial. So my personal suggestion is not to choose this Devil Fruit."
Baccarat nodded, smiling slightly, and agreed in the same firm tone. "Drake will develop that ability, no doubt about it. Although the Bato Bato no mi model Vampire is a Mythical Zoan, it's not suitable for Drake."
Hana flipped through the Devil Fruit Illustrated Book and finally stopped at a fruit shaped like a pineapple. It was lavender, with a snail‑like pattern. "Drake talked about many Devil Fruits, but the most promising one is this—Yami Yami no Mi."
Queen Sweetheart frowned at the strange fruit, her tone skeptical. "This fruit, although a Logia, cannot be elementalized. that flaw is too fatal. I think it's better not to choose it."
Betty leaned back in her chair, crossed her legs, and took a drag on her cigarette. "In Drake's list, I'm most optimistic about the Paramecia: Gusha Gusha no mi. Just from the name, you can tell how powerful it is. If Drake eats it, with his incredible talent, he'll be able to crush everything in the future."
Perona shook her head repeatedly, objecting. "If He wants another Paramecia, he can also choose this Hone Hone no mi. After eating it, he can Manipulate the Bones at Will That will be so fun, Horohorohoro~~"
Reiju smiled sweetly and shared her opinion. "If I had to choose, I'd suggest Drake eat the Baro Baro no mi it would make him even more powerful. He could control the air pressure across the battlefield, detonating the air when the opponent least expects it."
"And with his Space ability, he could escape instantly without danger, while the opponent would be devastated. Of course, this is just my personal opinion—it may not be correct."
"You've done a good job analyzing," Baccarat said, brushing her hair with a smile.
"Drake must have considered all of this. But among all the Paramecias, the one Drake values most is the Baizo Baizo no mi. If he eats it, he might split into another version of himself, and his combat power would increase drastically. In a two‑against‑one, who could oppose Drake?"
Suddenly, the siren's voice came from the door. "Report… We're Arriving to Carlette Town, we're Arriving…"
Hearing the siren, the girls stopped chatting.
Hana closed the Devil Fruit Illustrated Book and smiled. "Alright, let's stop arguing. Let Drake make his own decision. Now we have to hurry to town and buy some cosmetics—that's the most important thing."
She touched her face and sighed. "I've been floating at sea, and my skin is getting dry. This time I must buy more."
Betty glared at her. "Everywhere we go, you buy so many cosmetics. How dare you say that's more important?"
"We're in town! We'll have fun later. It's boring being stuck on the ship." Perona flew up and down, her face full of joy.
Reiju smiled. "Since everyone wants to buy something, I'll buy Cosmetics too."
At that moment, Baccarat stopped, her eyes fixed on Drake's figure. She spoke softly but firmly.
"Drake, pause for a second. I feel lucky."
The girls froze.
Good luck again, so soon… Incredible.
"Come on."
Drake has always been determined, he put away the blood-red sword and walked towards the door.
Hana stood up and said with a slight smile: "What will it be this time? Is it a devil fruit or is it a newcomer?"
Betty shrugged and said casually: "In the city, it can't be a Devil Fruit, it must be a newcomer."
"Baccarat is so amazing. Every time i hear about a new member, I get so excited, Horohorohoro~~"
Perona flew around Baccarat, an expectant look on her face.
Reiju walked gracefully, nodded, and said with a smile, "Baccarat's devil fruit skill is too powerful."
"With her here, plus Drake's strength, no matter what you do, you will immediately succeed, and there will be no problem."