[Pirate] I! Orochimaru! I will never split! Chapter 249

Orochimaru’s gaze inadvertently fell upon the stunned doll before him, and deep within his eyes, some emotion seemed to ignite instantly, revealing a hint of panic and struggle.

Perhaps due to their souls originating from different worlds, Sugar’s Hobby-Hobby Fruit’s memory-erasing ability had no effect on Orochimaru, so he clearly knew that the toy before him was Cavendish.

As soon as Orochimaru thought of the embarrassing scene he had just witnessed by Cavendish, a surge of anger flared up in his heart.

He secretly gritted his teeth, determined to make Doflamingo also experience the taste of embarrassment, so he could regain his dignity.

So, just as Doflamingo reacted, Orochimaru’s body began to slowly transform, instantly turning into a slender yet powerful white snake.

But the white snake did not immediately attack; instead, it coiled its body, slowly wrapping around Doflamingo. Its slippery scales gently brushed against Doflamingo’s skin,

Rubbing him subtly, each touch seemed to carry a faint current, causing Doflamingo’s body to tremble uncontrollably, and his breathing gradually became rapid.

Orochimaru raised his snake tail, not to strike forcefully, but to gently trace the tip along Doflamingo’s cheek.

From his cheek, it moved downwards, over his neck, and then lingered around his collarbone, as if outlining some alluring pattern.

Doflamingo felt a surge of heat rise from his heart, his eyes grew fiery, and he unconsciously swallowed.

However, just as Doflamingo was completely immersed in this ambiguous and dangerous atmosphere, his mind somewhat muddled with desire,

Orochimaru’s suppressed emotions seemed to suddenly explode, and his thick snake tail abruptly lashed out without warning.

However, Orochimaru still held back some strength; the force of this strike was perfectly controlled, carrying a considerable impact without being overly ferocious.

With a loud “boom,” the sturdy wall instantly caved in a large section, and the rising dust permeated the air, blurring the surrounding vision.

And Doflamingo, well, he was “perfectly” sent into the wall, a scene that was indescribably disheveled and comical.

Meanwhile, Sugar, who was playing dead on the other side, indicated that if the Young Master wasn’t her only savior right now, she would have almost clapped her hands in delight. For the Young Master to be so uninhibited, she was still a baby in her twenties.

After a long while, Doflamingo finally poked his head out of the wall. His meticulously groomed hair was now a bit disheveled, a few strands casually falling over his forehead, and his face still bore a lingering blush, exuding a unique charm.

He looked at Orochimaru, both annoyed and amused.

“Ancestor, you’re still so petty. As a man, I think you should learn to be more magnanimous.”

Although his words were full of reproach, if one looked closely at his eyes, there was still a hint of lingering desire, as if he was still savoring that heart-pounding, ambiguous moment.

Seeing this, Orochimaru secretly gritted his teeth and retorted grumpily, “Doffy, your skin is still as thick as ever! What, did that move just now stimulate your unknown XP?”

And these scenes, falling into Cavendish’s eyes, completely changed their meaning.

In his opinion, this matter had clearly become Doflamingo first teasing Orochimaru,

As a result, he was actually “teased” back by Orochimaru, who had transformed into a snake, and had a reaction. This scene looked strange no matter how he viewed it.

Cavendish couldn’t help but secretly grumble in his heart, “These two are probably both perverts, what kind of nonsense is this!”

Orochimaru’s gaze inadvertently met the doll’s eyes, and he seemed to see a look of disgust, as if he were looking at a pervert, which made him very displeased, and his brows instantly furrowed.

Orochimaru snorted coldly, turned and quickly walked to the corner, picked up the trembling Sugar as if she were a weightless object, and walked straight back to the toy.

Orochimaru expressionlessly held Sugar up to the toy’s eyes and said coldly,

“I think this toy’s appearance is really too ugly, it’s an eyesore.”

As he spoke, he slightly narrowed his eyes, his gaze containing an undeniable command,

“Turn him into a doll. The kind with golden hair, wearing a pink dress, in a princess style. The more exquisite, the better. I plan to collect him.”

His tone was as if he were discussing a trivial matter, but the oppressive aura emanating from him made the surrounding air feel heavy.

Sugar’s face turned pale with fright, her lips trembling, wanting to say something but not daring to speak. If she dared to say she couldn’t do it, she believed Orochimaru would dissect her.

Sugar looked helpless. Under Orochimaru’s coercion, she could only reach out her small hand and touch Cavendish. Instantly, Cavendish transformed from a toy state back into a human.

But before Cavendish could recover from his astonishment, Sugar quickly touched him again. Cavendish felt a strange power spread throughout his body, and then he transformed back into an exquisite doll.

This doll had golden curly hair, as dazzling as sunlight, a pair of clear blue eyes embedded in a fair face, a high nose bridge, and a delicate pink mouth. She wore a magnificent princess dress, like a princess from a fairy tale, quietly held in Orochimaru’s hand.

The limited edition Cavendish Princess doll was born!

Looking at the small doll, Orochimaru’s face showed a satisfied and playful smile. He reached out and

grabbed the exquisite Cavendish doll, deliberately shaking it in the air, a gesture like showing off an incredibly precious trophy.

Since Sugar hadn’t set a binding contract for Cavendish this time, the reawakened Cavendish was both angry and anxious within the doll’s body. He could only shout loudly, his voice coming from the doll’s body, sounding strangely amusing.

At the same time, he kept flailing in Orochimaru’s hand, the small doll’s limbs wildly moving, trying to break free from Orochimaru’s control, but he was powerless, which instantly put Orochimaru in a much better mood.

Just then, Doflamingo’s tall figure quietly approached from behind, then, like a clingy big dog, he opened his arms and tightly embraced Orochimaru, rubbing his head against Orochimaru’s neck, looking as wronged as could be.

He mumbled, his voice filled with a sour tone,

“I haven’t even had a chance to ask you about that dragon, and here you are, getting another doll. How many people do you intend to provoke?”

Orochimaru’s pleasant expression instantly turned expressionless, his icy gaze, like a tangible entity, shot towards Doflamingo, who was clinging to him like sticky candy. His thin lips parted, and he coldly spat out a single word,

“Die.”

His tone was full of impatience, clearly implying that Doflamingo should just go die somewhere and stop bothering him.