Note: Rewritten Version of "She'll Become The Strongest"
Exiomir D. (Y/N), once a respected Marine, now infamous as the mastermind behind the Judicial Massacre-a tragedy that shook the world and marked her terrifying debut as a pirate. Branded as a...
You were sent on a mission to Mistlewood Isle, a remote island located in the New World. This time, you operated under the guise of Vice Admiral Rose, not Agent Blackrose.
Your objective was clear: locate Dr. Roderick Fenwick and execute him discreetly. He had discovered something that posed a threat to the World Government, and part of your mission was to uncover what that was.
Though you were Vice Admiral Rose, you didn't wear your usual Marine attire. Instead, you donned clothing suited to the island's local culture to blend in more seamlessly. But your black hat remained on your head.
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The locals here were quite conservative, and to avoid drawing unwanted attention, Shiro remained in his kitten form. Your dagger, Kuroshi, was hidden and secured around your thigh.
As you navigated the island, you received the usual fluttery comments about your appearance.
It's hard to be someone who is so amazingly beautiful.
Inside, Yami took a rather harsh approach to keep you grounded, causing you to stifle a gasp of pain as he bit one of your internal organs.
"You son of a bitch..." You whispered harshly with an annoyed smile. You heard him huff inside you.
"Pretty, Onee-san! Have some flowers!" A little boy approached you, and your eyes lit up slightly at that.
"Oh, thank you—" Your smile strained when the boy suddenly pulled away and stuck his tongue out at you.
"Kidding~ Buy your own, baba!" He brattily exclaimed, and visible vein marks appeared all over your face. Your eyes glinted in annoyance.
He called you old, MUAHAHAHAA!
The side of your lips twitched, and you restrained yourself from choking the hell out of this child, reminding yourself that you were an adult and this was just a child.
"Aoto!" You heard an older woman exclaim.
"Mama!" The brat exclaimed happily as a woman in her early thirties approached you amidst the busy market. She stood near the two of you, seemingly out of breath. She was shorter than you, only reaching under your chest.
She was also gorgeous. Yami, hearing that thought, facepalmed.
"I've been looking all over for you! How could you run just like that, you naughty boy!" His mother scolded, and the boy only sent her a sheepish grin.
"Sorry, mama." Finally noticing your appearance, the woman bowed down at you sincerely.
"I am sorry, Miss, if Aoto said something rude. He's just full of energy." The mother smiled at you, and much to Aoto's surprise, the tall (h/c) haired woman took her mother's hands with the most charming smile he'd ever seen.
