I'm Not Interested in Devil Fruits

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'Torino Kingdom Island Coast, Kuja's red ship slowly set sail.'' 

On shore, the people of the Torino Kingdom waved goodbye, and behind them, giant birds spread their wings and chirped softly. 

"People from the outer sea are really interesting," One of the women on the deck of the ship smiled as she spoke. This voyage had yielded many valuable herbs and plant seeds that they would take back to Amazon Lily Island. 

"It's just that... they don't look so good..." A young warrior murmured, laughing with her companions. As soon as Hancock appeared, they quickly stopped their playful behavior and stood upright, staring obsessively at her tall figure. 

Hancock found Giorno and Jolyne on the aft deck of the ship, where they seemed to be enjoying the breeze. 

Liam, who was about to insert the Gasu Gasu No Mi (Gas Gas Fruit) chip back into his body, paused when he saw Hancock approach. B.I.B. silently stored the chip back in the reactor on his chest. 

Jolyne seemed lost in thought and didn't notice Hancock approaching. 

Hancock looked carefully at her face. A dark shadow covered Jolyne's face... Hancock looked at Giorno beside her. His ghost's face was indeed unusually blurred, almost as if a piece was missing. 

What's going on here? Hancock wondered. 

She already knew that Giorno's ghost could be worn like armor. Jolyne had fought her before while wearing this ghost armor, and when she wore it, her strength was equal to Giorno's... but what use would it be to just wear a faceplate...? 

"What is mink race?" Hancock asked casually, leaning against the ship's railing. "Did they say Lindbergh... is a cat that speaks human language?" 

"Yes, a talking cat. Or rather, a man who looks like a cat?" 

According to the natives of the island, about ten years ago, a young technophile named Lindbergh arrived on their island. The reason was simple: he was passing through and was drawn to the towering giant tree on the island. 

He planned to land and resupply, but was attacked by the locals. To their surprise, Lindbergh was not angry, but thrilled, fully interested in the weapons of the Torino Kingdom. 

He stubbornly stayed on the island for almost a year, thoroughly reading all the technical books in the library, before leaving with great enthusiasm. 

The reason why the people of the Torino Kingdom allowed him to land and stay was also simple... After they attacked him, Lindbergh quickly replicated their weapons and even improved them... 

Now, the rocket guns that the people of Torino Kingdom used to attack Kuja were the weapons that Lindbergh designed after learning their technology... 

Liam sniffed Hancock's wild, seductive scent, distinctly different from Robin's soft, floral scent. 

"With a name like 'Mink Race,' it's pretty clear, right? They're just animals with fur, like cats, dogs, rabbits, lions, wolves, monkeys, and so on. They call themselves the mink race. If you ask me, they could merge with those sea creatures and just call themselves animal people..." 

"Sea creatures like fish... You mean the Fish-Man race?" Hancock was surprised. Unlike the Mink race, who mostly lived in seclusion on Zou Island in the New World, the Fish-Man race was much more famous throughout the world. Even though Hancock lived on isolated Amazon Lily Island, she had heard of them. 

She snorted in disdain, "Those things probably smell like fish everywhere..." 

"Racism isn't good!" Liam gave Hancock a stern look. She seemed to realize something and showed a brief flash of panic - or perhaps anticipation? 

Liam casually found an excuse and extended his hand. Robin, noticing his movement, looked at him from under her mask. The armor on her left arm came off with a soft 'click' and floated into his hand. 

Liam squeezed his hand. His movements were slow and deliberate, but Hancock pretended not to react, standing still as Liam shoved his arm into her chest and pulled out the Medusa Mythical Zoan chip, covered in swirling little snakes... 

Hancock bit her lip and glared at him, her face reddening as she gritted her teeth, "Don't... do that here!" 

'Oh, so you're not pretending anymore?' Liam ignored her, and after inserting the Medusa chip into his body, his black hair transformed into writhing snake hairs that began to move... 

The cold, slippery tendrils - no, the cold, slippery snake heads - accidentally brushed against Robin's cheek. A snakehead hissed and darted out, biting Hancock's earlobe and injecting the petrifying venom... 

Hancock let out an uncontrollable light moan, unaware of how deadly her current expression combined with the sound would be...

Liam waved his hand and ordered, "Walk slowly to the bow of the ship, step on the snake heads of the towing Snakes and jump fifty times, then slowly walk back. 

Hancock's body moved as usual, but her mind was under the control of the snakehead venom, "fossilized" in Liam's form. Upon hearing the command, she immediately lost control and began to walk gracefully towards the bow, one step at a time. 

At least he was considerate enough not to make me do anything weird outside... Hancock sighed inwardly. 

The feeling of her body acting on its own, out of her control, brought back memories of a terrifying experience four years ago, when she was almost kidnapped by slave traders... 

If it hadn't been for Giorno's intervention, she couldn't bear to think what would have happened to her. 

Hancock kept her eyes straight ahead, slowly approaching the bow. She jumped lightly onto one of the Orochi towing the ship. 

"What is Lady Hancock doing...?" 

"What happened to her...?" 

The female warriors on the deck noticed Hancock jumping up and down on the heads of the two Huge Snakes pullingthe Kuja Ship and exchanged puzzled glances. 

Sandersonia and Marigold were also puzzled, unable to understand their older sister's strange behavior. Was this some kind of special training? 

...

After sending Hancock on her way, Liam took a long breath and muttered quietly, "This is too hard to handle..." 

A hair tie was handed to him. 

Liam took it, turned around and asked, "What's this for?" 

Robin replied, "Your hair is getting long, you should tie it up." 

She took the hair tie back, gently cupped Liam's head full of messy medium-length hair with both hands, and combed it back with her palms. She then gathered it at the back of his head, tied it into a bun with the hair tie, and secured it. 

Robin examined him for a moment, then pulled two strands of black hair from either side of his hairline and let them fall naturally along his cheeks. 

She nodded in satisfaction and tapped Liam lightly on the forehead. "These two strands are enough for the snake hair." 

Liam smiled, "I thought you were going to give me one of those..."

'(End of Chapter)'