One piece: I,Akaino will not die easily

Lucci furrowed his brows. A few days ago, Zambai, Kaku, and Kalifa had conducted on-site training, explaining in detail the principles and specific force application techniques of "Soru."

Although he himself had spent nearly a month exploring and practicing before he could apply the theoretical knowledge to actual combat, his current training was more of a pretense—using the practice of "Shave" as a cover to gradually develop the girl's Devil Fruit abilities.

However, the training over the past few days was not in vain. Everyone could clearly feel that the little girl was continuously adapting to her abilities.

Whether it was reconnaissance before and after battle or the swift, precise, and forceful strikes during combat, the harsh jungle environment, along with the relentless sparring from the group, had forced the girl—who had always treated her Devil Fruit ability as an auxiliary tool for reading—to rely on it as her greatest survival asset.

The combat techniques taught by Sakazuki, Sengoku, and others during their downtime were constantly being familiarized and mastered by the girl through this survival training.

From being chased by beasts over and over again to beginning to hunt these dinosaurs, Robin's ability to utilize her Devil Fruit powers was being honed continuously.

The jungle is a strict teacher—merciless, but one that can push the limits of one's abilities to the fullest.

"Stay alert, widen your eyes, and pay attention to the details of my movements," Lucci warned as he paced a short distance away in the open clearing.

Robin made an effort to widen her eyes and focus on him.

"Soru."

Before his voice had even fully dropped, the young boy had already disappeared without a trace. Robin hadn't even had time to react when Lucci had already appeared at her side.

"So fast!" The girl could only vaguely catch the afterimage of his movement.

Rob Lucci rolled up one of his sleeves. "Use your ability to track my movements."

"Mm." Robin nodded.

This was one of the drills they had been practicing frequently over the past few days. Starting with Kalifa, who was the least proficient in "Shave," Robin had been required to use her Hana Hana no Mi ability to restrain her training partners while simultaneously observing the details of their footwork.

Only by successfully capturing the sparring partner could she move on to the next stage of training.

Anyone caught by Robin would be subjected to punishment, so her sparring partners were always extra cautious.

Over the past few days, Kalifa and Robin had shown the most improvement. The little blonde girl had gone from struggling to control her movements while using "Shave" to now being relatively proficient at adjusting her strength and landing position.

One had to know that when they were first training on the CP division's designated island, Kalifa had frequently ended up crashing headfirst into trees.

At the start, Robin had easily caught the blonde girl who kept crashing into trees. Then, after an entire night of effort, she had barely managed to capture the long-nosed young man when he was too exhausted to keep his eyes open.

Kalifa and Kaku each represented a new level of difficulty.

Until yesterday, when Robin experienced hell mode.

Lucci completely shattered her previous understanding of "Shave."

As the strongest fighter of their team, unanimously acknowledged by everyone, Lucci's comprehension of "Shave" surpassed all of theirs.

"The more you concentrate power on a single point, the more you can perceive the ground's reaction force," Lucci explained, still having enough energy to lecture them even while moving at high speed.

"Learn to use this reaction force." With a light tap of his toes, Lucci once again vanished from sight.

"I can't do it," the girl shook her head in frustration.

The moment Lucci exerted force, it was too fast—she could only see a blur before he was gone.

Lucci hadn't expected her to be able to track his movements just by watching his footwork. However, learning to adapt in battle was just as important.

"If you can't find a way to catch me by tomorrow morning, you're not getting any rest tonight." Lucci shook his head.

"Lucci! That's way too strict!" Kalifa tried to plead for her best friend.

The boy with the fierce expression ruffled the blonde girl's hair and sneered, "And who was the idiot who used to crash headfirst into trees and let Robin catch her effortlessly?"

"Emmm, that's sexual harassment!" Kalifa stuck out her tongue and turned to Kaku for help, fuming.

The long-nosed boy shrugged helplessly.

During his own sparring session, he had been too exhausted and had let his guard down—Robin had locked his ankle, causing him to fall straight out of the tree.

That embarrassing incident had been the butt of Zambai's jokes for an entire day. There was no way he was getting involved now.

Seeing that she wasn't getting any backup, Robin's mind started racing.

With Lucci's speed, there was no way she could catch any openings or flaws in his movements just by waiting and observing.

Sengoku had once told her, "In war, you must use your strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses."

If there were no flaws to exploit, then she would create one herself.

With a plan in mind, the girl took in the surrounding terrain and nodded at the boy, signaling him to begin.

"Shave."

The moment Robin's hands crossed, Lucci's figure had already disappeared from her field of vision.

She quickly turned to where he landed on a tree trunk, but his reaction speed was simply too fast—once again, she failed to catch him.

Robin bit her lip. If this kept up, she wouldn't just fail to catch him—she'd get dizzy from all the rapid movements.

She closed her eyes and pushed her Devil Fruit's surveillance ability to the limit.

Dozens of eyes bloomed on the tree branches, carefully watching the surrounding area.

Leaves sprouted tiny ears, listening closely to the sounds of the forest.

Suddenly, a tree trunk trembled ever so slightly.

The girl activated her ability at full speed—but Lucci easily evaded again.

Then, out of nowhere, a massive net formed from dozens of hands suddenly bloomed from the branches, trying to intercept him.

This actually surprised Lucci.

But in midair, he twisted his waist and narrowly avoided the net.

He kicked off the trunk, intending to leap away—

But Robin was faster.

A hand suddenly sprouted from his landing spot, grabbing hold of his ankle.

Robin smiled, about to say something smug—

But Lucci's explosive strength tore through her grip before she could secure him.

She stood still, not moving—

Then suddenly lunged backward.

Over the past few days, she had noticed something. These guys loved standing silently behind others.

Lucci, in particular, was like a cat—he hated it when people turned their backs on him.

She hadn't actually sensed Lucci's presence—but all of her previous actions had been to set up this moment.

Her true trap.

The boy behind her suddenly arched into a bridge-like dodge, his right hand bracing against the ground as his legs twisted sideways to escape.

But that was enough.

From Lucci's thigh, a hand suddenly sprouted and locked down his knee, his upper thigh—

And his groin.

"GHHH!!!"

Lucci crashed to the ground, his voice distorted.

"OH OH OH OH OH!!!" The other boys winced in deep sympathy, instinctively squeezing their legs together.

"T-That's... sexual harassment!" Kalifa covered her eyes, blushing.

Lucci gritted his teeth. "Let me go! NOW!"

"No! If I let go, you'll run away again." The girl was incredibly stubborn.

Lucci's voice trembled. "LET GO—OH HELL—DON'T SQUEEZE!!!"

Chaos erupted.

"Robin-sis, let go!"

"Robin, don't squeeze!"

"BOSS, HAVE MERCY!"

Even Fukurou panicked: "Chappapapa! BIG SIS, STOP!"

"Big Sis wins! Big Sis wins!" Kaku quickly changed his wording.

Robin tilted her head. "I won?"

Lucci's head hit the ground. "YOU WIN—JUST LET GO!!!"