Uchiha Puppet Master, Starting from One Piece.

Chapter 6 Matsumoto Rangiku

Are your eyes alright?

The speaker was a woman who looked to be around twenty years old and had short blonde hair.

Blood tears streamed down Uchiha Hakuba's face; this was a side effect of using the Mangekyou Sharingan.

"I'm sorry, I think you should put on some clothes first. I'm sorry, I didn't consider clothes or anything like that when I first designed it."

Bai Yu shook his head, but his eyes didn't leave the woman.

"Well, to put it simply, this doll will change because of the infusion of a soul, but it cannot conjure clothes out of thin air."

The blonde woman wasn't embarrassed by Uchiha Shiraha's gaze.

"Rangiku has received great kindness from her master. What does it matter if her master takes a second look at her, given that she is merely a physical body!"

After saying that, Matsumoto Rangiku sat down next to Uchiha Shiraha and thoughtfully placed a hot towel on Shiraha's eyes.

"That's true, but the Soul Society you described is truly amazing."

Bai Yu recalled that when she first stuffed Matsumoto Rangiku's soul into the doll, it was just a little girl. In just a few breaths, the little girl grew into the voluptuous figure before her.

Only the word "miraculous" can describe this change.

In fact, Uchiha Hakuha had some suspicions about Matsumoto Rangiku's change.

In Soul Society, souls age slowly, but in the real world of One Piece, Matsumoto Rangiku's soul is rapidly adapting to the changes in the One Piece world.

Therefore, Matsumoto Rangiku, who still appears as a girl in Soul Society, is actually already twenty years old...

"Yes, otherwise, with Master's great power, Rangiku would probably have died in that cold snow."

Matsumoto Rangiku held Uchiha Shiroha in her arms, her heart filled with peace. No matter what, her life had changed.

"Cough cough cough..."

Rangiku, put on my clothes first.

Feeling that softness, Uchiha Shiraha had to suppress the heat in his heart and then spoke calmly.

To be honest, the abilities of Amenominaka and Amenotsunetachi, those two Mangekyou Sharingan users, did exceed his expectations.

One is the ability to manipulate time and space, and the other is the power of the soul.

It was precisely because Amanominaka briefly opened a passage between the pirate world and the Bleach world that Shiraha was able to use Amanotsunetate to imprison and fix Matsumoto Rangiku's soul onto the doll.

The Even-Even Fruit provided Matsumoto Rangiku with a human body, which is similar to a Gikai (artificial body) in the world of Bleach.

With the entry of the soul, the body formed by the Even-Even Fruit transformed into a true human under a special power.

The swaying of the ship cast long shadows of the two people inside.

The air after the rain was filled with a faint smell of the sea, mixed with the faint floral fragrance emanating from Matsumoto Rangiku.

"Owner."

Matsumoto Rangiku gently fiddled with the golden hair that fell over her shoulders, her fingertips tracing the outer robe that Shiraha handed her.

"This dress smells like you."

She brought the fabric close to her nose, took a deep breath, and her eyes curved slightly.

Uchiha Hakuba's fingers tightened involuntarily, the wet towel covering his eyes slipped off, and his wide black robe hung loosely on Rangiku's body, revealing large expanses of snow-white skin.

"Cough cough cough..."

Just as Uchiha Shiraha coughed, Matsumoto Rangiku suddenly leaned forward, her warm breath brushing against Shiraha's ear: "Is Master worried about something?"

At this moment, she deliberately pulled her collar down a little, a sly glint in her eyes.

Bai Yu suddenly stood up, knocking over the chair behind him.

The sound of the wooden structure hitting the ground was particularly jarring in the silent cabin.

"By the way, just call me Bai Yu. The word 'master' is too jarring."

"Oh dear, Bai Yu-jun is shy."

Matsumoto Rangiku laughed so hard her body trembled, the hem of her dress heaving with each laugh. She looked down at her own body.

Lost in thought, he stroked the body on his arm, feeling his age-appropriate physical condition, and couldn't help but sigh, "This body... is truly amazing."

With his back to her, Bai Yu's voice was a little strained: "How are you? Can I still use my clothes? By the way, can you still use your Zanpakuto?"

"Bai Yujun~"

Matsumoto Rangiku drawled out the last syllable, her fingers twirling the hem of her robe. Uchiha Shiroha's black robe appeared exceptionally loose on her, the collar slipping diagonally to one side, revealing her delicate collarbone.

Do you think I look appropriate dressed like this?

She tiptoed and twirled gracefully, her golden hair tracing beautiful arcs in the air.

Moonlight streamed in through the porthole, casting a hazy glow over her.

Uchiha Shiraha's Adam's apple bobbed, and he turned his face away: "Button up your shirt first."

But it seems like other people don't know how to do it~

Matsumoto Rangiku blinked and deliberately pulled her collar open even wider.

"How about... Bai Yu-jun helps me?"

A faint fragrance wafted in the air, and fine beads of sweat appeared on Uchiha Hakuba's palms. He could feel his heart beating faster and faster.

Good heavens, this is how they test cadres!

"Stop fooling around."

Uchiha Hakuba suddenly reached out and pressed down on Rangiku's shoulder, then regained his usual composure.

"Can you use a Zanpakuto?"

Upon hearing Uchiha Shiraha's words, Matsumoto Rangiku pouted, but still obediently extended her hand.

"No, I've never obtained a Zanpakuto, so I don't have that ability."

The damp night wind, carrying the scent of sea salt, seeped into the cabin, and the candle flame, which had only been lit for a short time, flickered violently inside the glass dome.

Uchiha Hakuha pressed his fingertips against his temples, feeling a slight headache.

Ultimately, it's just the Mangekyou Sharingan, not a true cheat ability; it can't create something out of nothing.

"I see... It seems there's still a long way to go. It's truly a pity."

Uchiha Hakuba truly felt it was a pity, as he had thought he could use this opportunity to study the secrets of Zanpakuto.

Seeing Uchiha Hakuba's dejected expression, Matsumoto Rangiku walked barefoot across the teak floor, her arches gleaming like pearls in the moonlight.

She suddenly grabbed Bai Yu's wrist and pressed that calloused hand against her chest: "Can you feel it? The frequency of this heartbeat... You've succeeded. At least I've truly appeared in this world."

The warm pulse penetrated through the thin fabric, and Uchiha Shiraha felt an amazing softness.

The flickering candlelight cast swaying shadows between the two people.

"Isn't this just common sense? I am Uchiha Hakuba!"

Although Uchiha Hakuba considered himself a gentleman, his gaze involuntarily fell on the other person's open collar.

There was a voluptuous figure, faintly visible, which seemed to glow with a pale pink hue in the candlelight.

"Rest now, you still need to say goodbye to them properly tomorrow."

Chapter 7 Ambiguity

"Um, Mr. Baiyu, what are your specific plans after you set sail?"

Matsumoto Rangiku watched as Uchiha Shiraha finished greeting the villagers and then fiddled with his fishing rod, and asked him curiously.

"Sigh... I really didn't think of that. Do you remember what I told you last night? I was born in a repressive ninja world, and it was only with great difficulty that I came to this relaxed and happy place."

Uchiha Hakuba happily fiddled with his fishing rod. Although he had fished in his previous life, this was the first time he could relax like this. After all, he didn't have the leisure to go fishing in Konoha.

Moreover, this is the sea after all, so it's really unreasonable to come to the sea to experience the fun of fishing.

Looking at the happy Shiraha, Matsumoto Rangiku felt a faint sense of warmth in her heart.

She also spent many, many years living in fear and trembling in Rukongai.

Matsumoto Rangiku was somewhat curious, as Uchiha Shiraha currently seemed to lack any fighting spirit, ideals, or goals.

At that moment, a salty sea breeze, carrying the golden glow of the sunlight, swept across the deck of the yacht, causing Uchiha Shiraha's hair to flutter slightly.

Uchiha Shiraha casually rolled up his sleeves to his forearms, his left hand holding a carbon fiber fishing rod steadily. The rod was slender yet strong, the spool slowly turning, and the fishing line, following the arc of the sea breeze, gently sank into the indigo sea, gradually blending into the distance, adding a touch of lazy tranquility.

After asking her questions, Matsumoto Rangiku leaned against the deck railing. Her off-white linen dress fluttered in the wind, and her loose neckline revealed her delicate collarbone.

Unlike Uchiha Shiraha, she didn't prepare to go fishing. Instead, she held a cup of warm tea in one hand, her fingertips casually rubbing the rim of the cup, her gaze fixed on Shiraha's hand holding the fishing rod.

"I haven't decided yet, Rangiku. Don't you think being free is a luxury? There are many things to learn before you can truly sail the ocean. The most urgent thing is to find some companions and improve our strength."

"The captain is quite composed."

Matsumoto Rangiku chuckled softly, her voice softened by the sea breeze, carrying a hint of casual teasing.

"However, these sea fish are very cunning. The captain has been fishing for half an hour and hasn't even touched a scale."

Bai Yu turned to look at her: "No rush. Sea fishing isn't about speed, it's about waiting for the wind, waiting for the fish, and waiting for your mind to settle down. Besides, I just got here, just got here..."

"Oh?"

Matsumoto Rangiku didn't press the issue further, mainly because she had already seen Shiraha cast several times before coming up with this explanation, and she didn't need to expose it.

As he spoke, Uchiha Shiraha paused slightly on his wrist, and the previously slack fishing line suddenly tightened, the rod bending into a smooth arc, carrying the force of the seawater.

A faint smile flickered in Bai Yu's eyes. He gently twisted his wrist, controlling the force with a measured touch. He didn't pull with brute force, but simply guided the fish's movements slowly. His dark gray sleeves traced delicate arcs in the twilight.

"Look, look, Rangiku, the fish is here! We've got dinner sorted for tonight."

Rangiku straightened up, her gaze fixed on the bent fishing rod, a slight smile playing on her lips: "It's taken! Judging by its size, it's quite big."

The sea breeze became gentler, and the sunlight cast long, overlapping shadows of the two people on the deck.

The waves gently lapped against the hull of the yacht, making a soft "splashing" sound, mixed with the subtle rustling of fishing lines against the rods, and Rangiku's low gasp of surprise.

With a slight effort, Bai Yu finally pulled a silvery sea fish out of the water. The fish, still damp with seawater, shimmered in the twilight. As it struggled, it splashed up tiny droplets of water that landed on the back of his hand, leaving a slightly cool sensation.