[92] Trouble (3)

Chapter 92: Trouble (3)

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Hashirama was quite self-aware about his kinks and turn-ons. He had diverse tastes, so the number of turn-ons wasn't on the lower side. Therefore, it'd be weird if he didn't feel a kick in his gear the moment he would see the world's Most Beautiful Woman.

In a sense, more than Portgas D. Ace's Fire and Admiral Sakazuki's Magma, this woman was his natural counter.

Boa Hancock, with her Love-Love Fruit, was his Kryptonite.

"Phew, but it appears she's not in that ship. It's probably a secondary ship."

Hashirama was on top of the mast of his ship. Using his hand to cast a shadow over his eyes, he stared at the enemy ship approaching them. His green eyes were glowing as he was using Observation Haki, and a little bit of chakra, to Scan the ship ahead.

Not only could he not see Boa Hancock on the deck, but he also didn't sense any strong presence hiding within the walls of the ship either.

Boa Hancock wasn't there. His memory wasn't the best, but that didn't seem like the main ship of the Kuja Pirates either. Though it did have two large snakes on its front.

"It's just a scout ship, I guess."

Hashirama jumped down from the mast, landing with a thud, and looked at the crewmates. It was the archeologist of the ship that spoke next.

"What do you want to do? They're still attacking, although we are fine since Adam Wood is strong. I think we can flee safely if we turn around, given they can't damage us while you can move us with great speed."

"No."

Hashirama said and sped up to the part of the ship that the Kuja Pirates were attacking. He grinned as he scoffed.

"Why would I let them think we are a bunch of pussies? Fuck them. Nami, you come here."

The crew sighed, while Nami ran to his side.

Hashirama tapped his feet and clasped his hands while facing the enemy ship. A demeaning sound rang out the moment Hashirama approached the ship’s edge. A cannonball flew through the sky with impeccable aim: heading right towards Hadhirama’s head.

The Sail of Ohara rumbled and rattled. Wood crunched and split apart as it formed cabins. A total of eleven canons faced the enemy ship.

By then, the enemy cannonball was at Hashirama's face.

[Tempest Kick]!

Mikita came shooting through the air and kicked the ball upwards; shattering in half, the remains of the cannon ball flew past the Ohara and hit the water.

"Hey! Be careful of your surroundings!"

"Thanks."

Hashirama ignored Mikita and looked at Nami. The ginger was curious; no sign of worry was present on her face. Thanks to her devil fruit, she was immune to the incoming attacks, after all.

"Here,"

Hashirama pointed at a small pipe that was coming out of the cannon in the middle. All the cannons were connected, and their back part where one would install a ball was locked. Only the 5th cannon in the middle had any holes behind it, and it was just that small pipe.

"Breath into it."

"Ah…"

"Do it."

Nami hesitated at his command. When he urged her, she quickly moved to it and grabbed it in her hand. She hesitated one last time and then released a deep puff into the pipe.

All eleven of the cannons shone from the inside.

Golden light shimmered, and beams of glowing orange rushed out of the cannons. No, they weren't beams. They were liquid. They were…

"Ramen Style: Solarflare's Vehemence!"

Hashirama shouted as the already hot ramen shot forward thanks to the explosive powers of the Bomb-Bomb Fruit, with increased heat from the explosion. The eleven compressed tsunamis weren't technically waves of fire or water, but it was pretty close to a lava wave.

The beams shot forward and landed on the enemy ship.

- Dddinggghh!

It was directed well by Hashirama so that it didn't land on the deck, which would have indeed killed a lot of those poor girls from the heat alone.

Death from fire was said to be the most painful, and Hashirama wasn't wicked enough to kill random enemies like that. So the beams hit the ship and went fluidly through the wood. The heated ramen was like a miniature solar flare, cutting through the wood, as the eleven shots caused the one majestic ship to simply crumble down on the sea.

It all happened in a matter of seconds, as the previously provoking Amazonians fell to the sea, defeated at a moment's notice.

"Haha! Take that, stupid girls!"

Hashirama fisted the air, celebrating his absolute victory.

For sure, his Ramen Style was greatly useful. He couldn't make normal water, but it wasn't an issue. This was better. Ramen wasn't just water, it was heated water, and he could increase the heat of it greatly too.

Simply speaking, this wasn't the simple Water Style, but something beyond. This was by definition a [Kekkei Genkai], an inferior version to Lava Style.

Also, it was free food.

"Hey, they'll die at that rate!"

Suddenly, Robin sighed from his side while pointing at the sea. The blue sea was tinted orange by the ramen, as the Amazonian girls were on it.

"Huh? No, no. The ramen is dissolving into the sea, the heat is nearly gone. It's not enough to hurt them, let alone kill-"

"Stupid!"

Robin threw her book at him, which was quite uncharacteristic of her, and he had to dodge it by turning his head to the side.

"This is the calm sea. They'll be eaten by sea kings! The two snakes can only hold back the sea kings for so long now that the ship is gone. The two of them can't protect dozens of humans alone."

"Ah, you mean that."

Hashirama rubbed the back of his head.

"Mhm. I thought the snakes would be fine, but now that you say it…"

Hashirama turned his head back to the wrecked ship. The separated parts of the ship had drowned nearly entirely while leaving a bit of its part behind. The girls were climbing on top of those parts, as they helped one another.

The two large snakes that were tamed, tied to the ship before, were forming a circle around the wreckage. They didn't want any sea kings to go there. However, as Hashirama used his Observation Haki to look into the sea, he noticed just how many fishes were lured by the wreckage. Some even tried to target his ship, but they were tactfully torn apart by the three wooden dragons.

However, the two snakes, and therefore the girls being protected by the snakes, were not safe. Sea Kings avoided the Kuja Pirates' ship because of the snakes, they're the strongest breed of creatures in these parts. Tied to a strong ship, they were dangerous against small sea kings.

However, now that the two snakes didn't have the support of a strong ship, the smaller fishes saw a chance.

At this rate, they'll attack the snakes and slowly tear them apart. Then the women, being protected by the snakes, would also die to the fish.

"Ugh, annoying."

Robin gave him a funny look. "Perhaps you should have fled or at least used a less destructive attack if you didn't want this to be annoying. Speaking of attacks, what the hell was that even?"

"Let's not talk about it."

Hashirama rubbed the back of his head and began to think of a plan.

"Problem is the snake would attack me if I went to save them. They won't trust that I'm trying to help. Huh, annoying."

After rubbing his head for a bit longer, Hashirama paused.

He suddenly had an idea.

A platform. He sat down and touched the floor. Chakra rushed out of his hands and newly created wood rose out of the ship. A plain platform was created, like a mattress, though it was thicker than a person's body. Hashirama continued, the vines grew from each corner of the platform, and rushed to the middle. The four vines formed a knot in the middle, and a large flower began to grow.

This was a very interesting world. The biology of plants was very interesting. In the anime, Hashirama recalled seeing the new Admiral "Green Bull" fly with a flower growing from his neck and spinning to work like a helicopter. That flower, he could make it too.

Exactly like that flower, with thick rosy petals, grew from the knot. It grew and then expanded. It was larger than a one-story house, with branches coming out of it to create multiple more flowers.

In unison, the flowers began to spin and in a moment's notice, the platform rose in the air. It was pulled to the sky, as he guided it towards the wreckage.

As that happened, he jumped on it and allowed it to carry him there. While his crewmates stared at his shenanigans, he reached the area and shouted down.

"Hey, girls! Want a ride? I-"

Hashirama was suddenly interrupted.

"Fuck you, bitch! It was you who made that attack, wasn't it?!"

"This homewrecker slut!"

"You dishwasher, come down here!"

Hashirama blinked a few times at the insults clearly tailored for females. He would have been offended, yelling how having long hair didn't make him a girl, but he held back. He recalled a lot of these women didn't even know what a man was. Those were their default curses.

Hashirama cleared his throat.

"Well, yes. It was me. I am the strongest in this sea, you see. You'd agree given the attack you sustained."

"Liar! Our Empress is the strongest-"

"Shut up. Grab this rope and climb up. If you don't want to come up, I'll just go and leave. I'm being kind since it would be pitiful if you girls died."

He clapped his hands, and dozens of vines fell from the platform.

The women looked around. They were huffing and puffing, and a few were injured in the aftermath of the explosion. They noticed the gathering of sea kings that was increasing over time.

In the end, a blonde woman with short hair gave in. She swam in the circle that the snakes had formed, and grabbed one end of a vine.

In a second, the vine was pulled upward by chakra, rushing at great speed as the blondie landed on the platform.

"Ah!"

"Don't try anything funny."

Hashirama gently warned her to not try to attack him. He looked down as the women stared up at the platform, their eyes squinting.

One of the vines was gone after it was pulled up and it didn't come down again. Did that mean the number of vines was limited? If all the vines were pulled, what if there were still a few of them left in the water?

After hesitating, three more girls came up to the vines and climbed up. The vines just like before were lifted up and never dropped. Slowly, more of those girls caught on to the process. They began to swim up to the vines and the platform began to fill up.

Lastly, there were two girls and two ropes. They both frowned and realized the amount of rope was calculated from the start. Not that it mattered anymore, they sighed and grabbed onto it, climbing up.

"Phew, we are safe."

The newly rescued girls sighed. They quickly joined the other girls, and a small space was created between the large group and Hashirama.

A dangerous silence was created as the group stared at him. Hashirama didn't look anywhere near bothered though.

"Ah, excuse me."

One of the Amazonians said. It was the same blonde girl that reached for the vine first. She quickly walked past him and looked down at the sea.

"You two! Go back to the island, we'll figure something out after that!"

The snakes surprisingly listened to her words. They slid through the sea and moved towards the south.

"Ah, Miss,"

The blondie turned to Hashirama.

"My name is Marianne. I believe you merely attacked us back since we have been attacking without any warning, but you didn't want to kill us. That's why you saved us, isn't that true? If that's the case, I'd like to apologize. It was our fault for attacking out of the blue."

The girl lowered her head, with a hand on her chest.

"S-sister!"

A lot of the Amazonians shouted from the side, but the girl didn't move.

"Ah, yes. No problem. Please call me sir, though. Miss is a bit inappropriate to be called, from where I come from."

"Of course, sir."

Marianne raised her head and nodded. It was Hashirama's turn to give the girls a look and whistle a little.

"Despite their aggressive personality, they are hot pieces of meat, though…"

"Uh, excuse me?"

"It's nothing."

Hashirama was mumbling, so even the girl nearest to him didn't hear what he said. Although they hadn't met any men before, he was sure they would know what he meant by that if they heard him.

"Anyhow,"

Hashirama rubbed the back of his head.

There were two choices he had now. He could leave a clone to guide them to the Amazon Lily island, while the real him went back to his ship and left. Or, he could just go there with his own body, while his ship would follow along.

Obviously, the second option was quite the dangerous one. It would be stupid to go to Amazon Lily, where Boa Hancock was present. She wouldn't think twice to fire her love beams at him. It was stupid to go to her backyard while fearing her power.

"Will you please guide us to our home now? Unfortunately, the Snake Empress isn't there, she has been out on a trip for a while now. Otherwise, she would have rewarded you for sure."

Hashirama blinked when he heard the blonde speak. He stayed in his spot for a moment, before smiling.

"Haha, yes. Of course. Let me lead you to your island."

For a long time, he had wanted to see how Themyscira from DC looked. This wasn't quite that, but Amazon Lili was very close to it. A kingdom filled with hotties was a kingdom he wished to spend at least a few days in.

In a matter of minutes, after he went back to his ship to let the crew know about his choice, leaving them shocked, he rushed back to the flying platform and led it south.

Soon, Hashirama reached Amazon Lily.

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