Anime Girls are Moist

Chapter 1125 1,124: World Government? I wiped them out...

A faint violet glow coiled around Rei Ao's fingertips.

All of a sudden, he reached out and grabbed Robin by the wrist.

"Don't move."

Before Robin could even react, she felt her whole body get yanked into a vortex.

Wind roared in her ears. Her vision exploded into a chaotic spray of light.

Like being tossed into a washing machine—one set to "berserk mode."

What kind of power is this?

By the time she could see clearly again, she was standing on a stretch of white sand.

Warm, fine grains pressed softly under her feet.

Robin stumbled half a step, barely managing to steady herself.

The book in her hand, though—she was gripping it for dear life, the corners nearly crumpled.

She lifted her head.

In the center of the island stood five black sea stacks, uneven in height, silent and stubborn against the sky.

At first glance, they really did look like five giants squatting there in a daze.

A salty sea breeze swept over, plastering her ink-black hair across her face.

Robin quickly scanned her surroundings.

Lush vegetation—but a terrifying, unnatural stillness. A few clusters of small blue flowers sprouted from cracks in the rocks; she'd never seen that variety before.

Far out, the sea was as flat as a sheet of blue glass, not a single ship in sight.

A completely unfamiliar place.

Without drawing attention, she eased back half a step, her hand moving behind her.

Her knuckles tensed slightly, and the faint phantom of petals began to stir in her palm.

Her eyes stayed locked on the man in front of her.

"You…"

The word stuck in her throat. She swallowed and forced it back down.

Observe first.

That was the first thing she'd learned—after all these years, after all these years of being hunted.

Rei Ao was already leaning against a rock.

Hands in his pockets, head tilted, he studied her—from her tightened shoulders to her pressed lips.

Then he smiled.

Casual, faintly amused. The kind of smile that said he'd seen through everything, but couldn't be bothered to say it out loud.

Robin hated that smile.

"Who are you?"

She spoke, her voice steadier than she expected.

"And what is this place?"

She paused, then asked the question she cared about most:

"That ability just now… was it a Devil Fruit?"

Rei Ao gave a quiet chuckle.

He strolled over from the rocks at an unhurried pace.

When he reached her, he lifted a hand, his fingertips brushing lightly over the stray lock of hair by her ear.

Robin went rigid.

"My name is Rei Ao."

His tone was lazy, but there was an edge to it—something you couldn't argue with.

"As for this place—my private island. I just made it. No trespassers."

He withdrew his hand and shrugged.

"Teleportation? Just a little trick. Don't make a big deal out of it."

Robin jumped back, putting more than three meters between them.

Around her, the phantom outlines of extra arms sharpened instantly—the telltale sign of the Hana Hana no Mi building power.

Arms flickered in and out of the air, all aimed at Rei Ao.

"You brought me here." Her voice turned cold.

"What do you want?"

The smile on Rei Ao's face slowly faded.

He looked at her—blunt, direct, scorching.

"My purpose?"

He repeated it, then bared his teeth.

"I've taken a liking to you."

Robin froze.

…What?

It was so blunt, so sudden, her mind went blank for a full second.

Then the anger surged up like a flame.

"You—"

"Relax."

Rei Ao raised a hand in a "hold it" gesture.

"I'm a collector. I like collecting things that are one of a kind—especially women like you."

He said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world, like commenting on the weather.

Robin's face darkened completely.

"Treating me like an object?" The warmth drained from her voice to pure ice. "In your dreams."

The instant she finished speaking, over a dozen arms burst out of the air around Rei Ao, grabbing for his shoulders and wrists all at once!

Rei Ao didn't even move.

With a casual flick of his finger, a pale golden barrier unfolded out of thin air—thin as glass, but it stopped every attack dead.

The phantom arms slammed into it and shattered into glittering motes of light with a crackling pop.

"Feisty."

Rei Ao lifted a brow. "I like that."

He took half a step forward, staring through the barrier at her taut expression.

"I know the World Government's been hunting you. Living on the run isn't easy, is it? You settle on an island today, and tomorrow some ship sells you out… That kind of walking-on-eggshells life—haven't you had enough?"

Robin's fingers trembled, just slightly.

"Come with me."

Rei Ao's voice dropped, but every word landed heavy and clear.

"I can give you absolute safety. From now on, no one will be able to lay a finger on you."

The sea breeze kept blowing.

In the cracks between the rocks, those small blue flowers swayed gently.

Robin stood there, silent.

She looked at him—at the certainty in his eyes, the I'm getting what I want written all over them—then at this utterly unfamiliar island, and at the distant sea, calm to the point of feeling wrong.

And then, slowly… very slowly, she loosened the fingers she'd been clenching.

"Safety?"

She repeated the word softly, the corner of her mouth lifting into the faintest, sharpest curve of mockery.

"The last person who said that to me tried to sell me to the Marines."

She raised her hand. More arms gathered and spun in the air, like a soundless storm.

"Your 'collection' isn't something I'm interested in joining."

Rei Ao watched her for several seconds.

Then he suddenly laughed.

Not the earlier, teasing sort of smile—this was different. Real amusement, bright in his eyes.

Robin stared at him, her mind flashing through every name on the list of known powerhouses—there was no one like this.

"You know who I am…"

She said it again, voice pressed low.

"A wanted criminal. The 'Devil Child.'"

She paused, then asked the most dangerous question of all:

"Who are you, really?"

Rei Ao didn't answer right away.

He ambled over to the tallest rock, sat down with a thud, and let his long legs dangle toward the sea.

He looked relaxed—like he was sunning himself in his own backyard.

"The World Government…"

He spoke, as casually as talking about dinner.

"I've dealt with them."

Robin froze.

Dealt with them? What does "dealt with" even mean?

She'd heard people curse the World Government, resist the World Government, get chased across the world by the World Government.

But dealt with… was too dismissive.

So dismissive it made her skin crawl.

And then she thought of the World Government disappearing.

"What are you saying?" Robin's voice went a little dry.

Rei Ao turned his head and glanced at her. His gaze was deep—like the sea at night, bottomless.

"Literally what it sounds like."

"I wiped them out."