Mermaid Café
The imposing Madam Shyarly rested on her red cushion, which perfectly conformed to her curves, further enhancing the voluptuousness of her figure.
Her short, gothic black hair framed an exquisitely defined face delicately, adding a mysterious touch to her beauty. Under the edge of the violet hood that partially covered her head, deep blue eyes shone, which although conveyed a certain coldness, enclosed a dangerous and irresistible beauty.
Her body was far from the typical one of any common mermaid. It was generous and exotic in every detail, elegantly highlighted by the pronounced neckline of her tight blouse, whose large breasts moved gently to the rhythm of each inhalation of her pipe smoke.
A discreet opening at the bottom of the garment allowed one to admire a small fragment of her waist, sculpted with a round feminine grace.
Below, her shiny navy blue shark tail spread majestically, so long and firm that one could easily imagine it plowing through the waters with dominant grace.
Each time she exhaled, the smoke escaped from her lips painted dark red, forming whimsical figures in the air that emphasized even more the hypnotic intensity of her gaze.
Shyarly showed a serene attitude, as if nothing in this world could disturb her composure... except for the feeling that was about to shake her heart.
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She frowned slightly and exhaled another puff with concern.
"Mm…?"
"This unease… Any impending disaster?"
She knew her own auguries well and understood that they were not mere hunches.
After all, she was a fortune teller gifted with a talent that transcended reason. She had predicted the beginning of the Great Age of Piracy, the outcome of Whitebeard, and many other events that seemed impossible at the time.
And the fact that they came true to the letter had made her a figure both respected and feared in Gyojin Island.
With a determined gesture, she set aside the pipe from her fleshy lips and, still half-reclined on her cushion, searched through her things.
Finally, she placed her crystal ball before herself.
Her expression instantly transformed, passing from relaxation to absolute concentration.
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While she was focused, her eyes changed as she perceived the strange premonition that stirred in her mind. Although she had always been a serene and stable woman, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine when she realized that the vision involved her directly.
"Hmm?" She frowned slightly, "What does this mean? Am I about to be...raped?"
The idea of being involved in something so unpleasant irritated her immediately.
Her frown deepened and, with a rough exhale, she looked away from the crystal ball. Nevertheless, her heart beat strongly, experiencing a kind of feminine tension in the face of the unknown.
She felt that she was facing something or someone that challenged even her powers of divination.
"Tch… I wonder who would have the audacity to dare do this to me!"
Angry, she took the crystal ball back into her hands, hoping to obtain more concrete answers.
She concentrated, closed her eyes, and let the energy flow...However, barely had she done so, she felt a deep pain in her chest: her breathing became labored and she spat blood that splattered her lips.
"COF, COF! How can it be so intense?" Panting, she brought a hand to her chest, where a sharp pain persisted as if something resisted being revealed, "Is my divination ability failing? NO… THAT IS IMPOSSIBLE!"
With wounded pride and burning curiosity, she swallowed and clenched her teeth, willing to sacrifice a little more.
Her stubborn nature pushed her to dig into the darkness of that vision, despite her own body begging her to stop.
"I have to know who it is…" she whispered hoarsely, trying to stabilize her breathing.
Forcing herself to see beyond cost her another monumental effort.
This time, she noticed how the blood rose to her throat in a violent wave, making her release a second burst.
Her body lost all its strength, and her voluptuous figure, normally firm and elegant, fell off the cushion and lay inert on the floor, shaken by slight tremors.
"Ah~..." she moaned, placing a hand on her temple, dazed by the dizziness and blood loss.
Anyone who saw her at that moment, with her pale face and a hand pressed against her chest, would feel compelled to protect her, to wrap their arms around her and shield her from that strange force that was devastating her.
"Cof, cof... How is this possible...?" she murmured, staring intently at her crystal ball as a slight tremor ran through her fingers. "There's a fog surrounding everything... I can't see the name or the silhouette of the person approaching..."
"COF, COF..." She continued coughing forcefully, forcing herself to maintain her composure, "But I can't just sit here waiting for the worst to happen. I must leave as soon as possible. I feel that... he will come very soon."
She gathered all her courage and clenched her fists.
There was a noticeable tremor in her shoulders, a slight trace of nervousness that contrasted with her usually serene demeanor. However, her features quickly regained the elegance that characterized her. Her icy and piercing gaze fixed on the door of her private room.
"Hmph, I'm not going to stay here... nor allow anyone to subject me to their will," she muttered with determination.
Without wasting any more time, she entered her room. There, quickly, she took a lightweight black cloak and changed some clothes so as not to be so easily recognizable.
A faint blush tinted her cheeks: the mere thought that an unknown person might intrude into her most intimate space made her hold her breath. But she shook her head and reminded herself that there was no time for hesitation.
"Ready..." She cast one last glance around.
After all, her visions were clear on one point: the incident would take place inside the Mermaid Café. Something or someone with a wild vibe would break into the place, and glimpses of her personal room appeared.
'I don't intend to wait for that damned premonition to come true.' Taking a deep breath, she tried to regulate the wild beating of her heart.
She slipped out through the back exit of the café, leaving behind the murmur of the customers.
...
Tiberion walked with his hands in his pockets, letting the murmur of the street fade into the noise of his own thoughts.
As he walked, his mind wandered around two specific figures: Shyarly and Shirahoshi. Both aroused a particular interest in him, each in their own merits.
"Shyarly is sexy in a cold and powerful way, while Shirahoshi has that sweet, tender air, although her size is... enormous"
This detail intrigued him and, at the same time, made him wonder if he could handle such magnitude.
"I'm dying to try how it would be to have sex with her..." He murmured, with a glint in his eyes, "But I won't deny that there's a slight problem..."
After all, Shirahoshi is enormously large. And not just that: her innocent aura contradicted her gigantic physique, a fact that made her even more tempting.
However, there was something that concerned him even more: the issue of her age and the exact stage of her development.
'I have to find out the year I'm in,' he told himself thoughtfully, 'Knowing the date would help me calculate how old Shirahoshi is. If she has reached the maturity of her race, it's very likely that...' A slight smile formed on his lips, 'Well, that could bring me quite an interesting surprise'
It's not that the Gyojin followed the same parameters as humans, but he needed to know if she was really ready, in every sense.
Stopping at each place, glancing at the passing Gyojin, with the intention of hearing something without raising suspicions. Meanwhile, his mind kept dissecting options.
'Anyway, if I see that Shirahoshi's size is really very large at this moment, I might succumb to Shyarly's charm first,' he thought with amusement, remembering that mermaid with a lofty and exquisite appearance.
But, if I'm honest... actually, I'm attracted to the idea of having both. Why the hell do I have to limit myself?
From his perspective, nothing forced him to choose. Why would he, a man with the template of Yujiro Hanma, settle for just one?
He loved the idea of having both, and each for different reasons.
'Yes, definitely... only a child would settle for one option when they can have them all.'
After a few turns, he finally obtained the information he sought: it was May 1st, 1520.
According to the timeline, it was still a few days before Luffy set sail; specifically, he would set sail on May 5th.
Based on this, and taking human age scales as a reference, he calculated that Shirahoshi must be around 13 years old. However...
"Seven times bigger than me!" he sighed, "I guess I should calmly think about how to handle it... or maybe find a way to make her shrink a bit. It would be much easier."
Although he did not rule out looking for some solution to fit with the gigantic Shirahoshi, now he knew that, for the moment, there was another priority: Shyarly.
With a determined step, he headed towards the Mermaid Café.
...
As soon as he crossed the threshold, he felt several curious gazes fix on him. His intimidating presence and predatory aura reflected in every step he took, though his expression remained serene.
At that moment, a mermaid with long blonde hair approached him, with enchanting beauty and a slender body.
Feeling the pure testosterone of Tiberion, the young mermaid sensed an overwhelming warmth rising to her cheeks. Her tail weakened, her pulse quickened, and the blush illuminated her delicate features.
"Ho... hello, sir..." she murmured, trying to control the trembling of her voice, "W-what would you like to order?"
Tiberion's gaze, as intense as it was warm, settled upon her. He gave her a smile that, despite the latent ferocity in his eyes, showed a surprising sweetness.
"Whatever you have," he replied calmly, "Thanks for attending to me."
"Gulp..."
The mermaid swallowed, momentarily lost in the magnetism of that smile. She never would have imagined that someone with such a striking aura could show such kindness.
She felt something bloom inside her, a mixture of fascination and uncontrollable desire. It was as if every fiber of her body demanded the attention of this man.
With trembling hands, she hurried to present a variety of seafood pastries and dishes prepared with shellfish. Even with her mind clouded by nerves and excitement, she took care to ensure everything was impeccable, as if unconsciously she desired to please him in every detail.
Tiberion devoured the food with a voracious appetite, consuming ten times the amount a common human could withstand. As he swallowed the last bite, he licked his lips, surprised that his stomach still showed no signs of fullness.
"It's incredible..." he murmured, "It seems that this interpretation of Yujiro also affects my digestive capacity. Still, I can't stay longer, I have important things to do."
He rose elegantly and approached the mermaid, who received him with longing and timidity reflected in her eyes.
Tiberion stretched out his hand, almost grazing her cheek, and gave her that same smile loaded with seductive power that left her speechless.
"Pardon me..." He spoke to her in a tone that transmitted a hypnotic closeness, "Could you take me to Madam Shyarly?"
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The young woman felt a pleasant shiver running through her skin.
Her heart beat so hard that she seemed incapable of articulating coherent words. But still, she gathered the breath necessary to respond:
"S... sure... Madam Shyarly... is in... her private area..."
Before she could finish the word, a wave of heat and dizziness took over her. She had never experienced such intense attraction; her own body surrendered to that sensation, and a second later, she collapsed, fainting onto the floor.
"..."
Tiberion only sighed resignedly.
He knew very well that the potency of the invasive hormones he had inherited from Yujiro was too much for most females, especially the more fragile ones. At such close distances, none of them could withstand the overwhelming load of his presence.
And this was precisely the reason why he couldn't have sex with such delicate women: they would collapse at mere contact.
Looking around, several waitresses peeked from safer places, observing him cautiously. Their large eyes wrestled between curiosity and fear.
Though all were mermaids of surprising beauty, none dared to come close enough, and seeing a companion collapse in front of him had robbed them of any shred of boldness.
Suddenly, one of them, smaller and shyer, summoned the courage to slip towards the back of the Mermaid Café, hoping to find Shyarly and warn her of the human's presence. However, she returned shortly after with agitated breathing and a confused face.
"N-no... she's not there..." she murmured, directing her gaze at Tiberion without daring to meet his eyes, "We don't know where she went..."
"Tch..." he snorted, lowering his gaze to the unconscious mermaid and, carefully, moving her to a more comfortable rest area.
Seeing her so vulnerable, he covered her with a blanket and stood up with a calm posture, hands in his pockets, without losing that dominant aura.
"I suppose I'll have to find her myself," he murmured, raising his voice enough for the other waitresses to hear.
With a firm step, he entered the back area.
However, he found no trace of Shyarly.
Returning, he encountered the mermaids who continued to spy on him from afar. Ignoring their tremors, he asked,
"Does any of you know where she might be?"
No one knew anything.
He eventually deduced that Shyarly had left before he arrived, and the possibility that she had perceived something through her divination abilities crept into his mind.
'Did she predict that I would rape her...?' he wondered, with a grimace, 'I wouldn't completely rule it out. But... it doesn't seem like her to run away like this.'
He sighed.
Without dwelling on it further, he directed his gaze at the blonde mermaid lying on the lounge sofa. She remained unconscious, but her chest rose and fell with a steady rhythm.
'I guess I have no choice but to wait. Maybe she'll return as night falls,' he contemplated, 'And if she doesn't appear... then I'll go after my other target.'
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