Boa Hancock is the current Empress of the pirate nation Amazon Lily, located in the Calm Belt of the One Piece world, as well as the captain of the Kuja Pirates.
Due to her unparalleled beauty, she is praised as the "World's Most Beautiful Woman" and is known as the Pirate Empress.
She is a great and renowned pirate, but her childhood was incredibly tragic—she was once captured and enslaved.
When Samui first laid eyes on her, she was instantly stunned by Hancock's beauty.
There were very few people who could truly amaze her in terms of looks—besides Tsunade and Kushina, no one else had left such an impression.
But at that moment, she also realized what would become of this woman in the future.
A beauty like this—how could His Majesty possibly let her go?
Standing at 1.9 meters (6'3''), Boa Hancock towered over others, looking exceptionally tall.
She was even taller than Makoto, who was just a little over 1.8 meters (5'11'').
People in the One Piece world were generally large and imposing—Robin, for example, was also nearly 1.9 meters tall.
The room was utterly silent.
Hancock, standing there under the emperor's gaze, couldn't help but feel uneasy.
Originally, during one of her voyages, she had unexpectedly lost her way in the vast sea, unable to find her route back to Amazon Lily.
It was only later that she realized—she had ended up in an entirely different world.
Now, she was faced with a difficult choice.
If she declared allegiance to the Empire, she might be able to secure a stable life.
But she was unwilling.
She despised the feeling of submitting to others.
However, the sheer power of the Empire filled her with fear.
Rationality told her that she should recognize the situation and kneel, just like the others.
Yet, lost in hesitation, she remained standing—out of the seven, she was the only one left.
Makoto spoke again: "You all may leave. Itachi, arrange their accommodations."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
With that, Itachi led the six members of the Warlords of the Sea out of the imperial palace's tower, leaving only Makoto, Samui, and Boa Hancock behind.
The Pirate Empress, known for her arrogance and willfulness, always carried herself like a tyrant.
But this was merely a facade—a way to uphold her image as an empress, to project an aura of strength and invincibility to the outside world.
Makoto stood up and walked toward the stairs, heading directly to the second floor.
"Come up," he said in a calm yet commanding tone.
Samui followed closely behind, and after a brief moment of hesitation, Hancock also went up.
The second floor was even more spacious.
While the first floor resembled a lounge or reception area, the second floor was much simpler—containing only a table, a sofa, and a recliner.
There was a door on the side, though it was unclear what kind of room lay beyond.
Three of the walls were massive floor-to-ceiling windows, offering a panoramic view of the outside world.
Makoto sat down on the sofa and took a closer look at the Pirate Empress.
Her hime cut hairstyle framed her face elegantly, and she wore a qipao that accentuated her tall and slender figure.
Gold earrings adorned her ears, but the cold and regal expression she usually wore was now tinged with hesitation.
Facing someone overwhelmingly stronger than herself, how could she possibly maintain the proud demeanor of an Empress?
Makoto asked directly, "Are you dissatisfied with the terms I offered?"
"…No."
She took a deep breath, then bent one knee and knelt before him.
"I am willing to serve the Empire."
There was no other choice.
Even the Four Emperors had submitted—what right did she have to resist?
Given that he was the ruler of the world, kneeling before him was not unreasonable.
The Amazons of Kuja Island had always revered strength, so in Hancock's mind, submitting to him was not an unbearable burden.
Makoto looked at her unhurriedly and asked, "How do you plan to serve?"
Hancock's heart tensed slightly.
Lowering her head, she replied, "What does Your Majesty wish of me?"
She had a feeling about what was coming, and she was certain that his gaze was already assessing her.
Makoto calmly stated, "I like you. Stay by my side as a servant."
"..."
Kneeling there, Boa Hancock fell silent, her lowered head remaining motionless.
After a brief pause, her cold voice rang out: "Before becoming a Warlord of the Sea, my bounty was 1,659,000,000. While my strength may not rival that of the Four Emperors, I can still fight for Your Majesty, expanding your territory."
Makoto let out a light chuckle and said, "The entire world is already under the rule of the Sun Empire—what more is there to expand?"
Not only Earth but even the Moon was now his.
Hancock's mind raced as she quickly offered another argument: "I can help maintain order over a sea region, ensuring that no troublemakers arise."
"That is the job of the Four Emperors."
"..."
"I… I am the Empress of Amazon Lily and ruler of Kuja Island. My people, my crew—they still need me to lead them."
Hancock presented another reason, but after speaking, she received no immediate response from the Emperor.
She thought, for a moment, that she had convinced him.
She waited in silence, but when the stillness stretched too long, she couldn't help but raise her head—only to meet his amused gaze.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly lowered her head again. "Your Majesty…."
"You're refusing me, Hancock."
"..."
Had Makoto given her another reason to stay in Konoha, she might have found it easier to accept.
She knew she could not refuse, but this Emperor of the Empire had directly stated that he wanted her to be his servant.
That was something she could hardly accept.
But what she failed to consider was—why would the ruler of the world need any excuse for what he wanted?
Gritting her teeth, Hancock said, "I ask that Your Majesty… grant me a different role."
Makoto's voice remained calm as he replied, "Oh? Do you think staying by my side is beneath you?"
"…I am not skilled in serving others. I fear I might disappoint Your Majesty."
"Oh?" Makoto's voice carried a hint of surprise.
"Haven't you… been a slave before?"
Hancock froze.
Then, her pupils contracted sharply as she suddenly lifted her head, eyes filled with terror as she looked at him.
Her fair, slender neck moved slightly as she struggled to form words. "You…"
In her childhood, she had been captured and made a slave of the Celestial Dragons.
During that time, she had been forced to eat a Devil Fruit and had suffered cruel abuse.
Though she was eventually rescued, the mere thought of those years filled her with overwhelming fear and sent chills down her spine.
For years, she had buried this past beneath layers of lies, fabricating countless stories to cover it up.
How did he know?
The nightmares of her past came crashing down on her again, swallowing her in an abyss of terror.
Kneeling there in a daze, Hancock did not react as Makoto rose from the sofa and walked behind her.
His gaze swept over the elegant curves beneath her qipao, and with a single movement of his hand—a swift slash downward—the fabric was sliced open, instantly exposing her bare, fair skin.
The sudden chill shocked Hancock.
The deepest secret she had hidden for years—one she refused to let anyone see—was about to be exposed.
She wanted to move, to resist, to flee, but to her horror—her body would not obey.
No… No!
Terror flickered in her wide eyes, and her back was now fully exposed before Makoto.
From his perspective, her once flawless, beautiful back was marred by a hideous, out-of-place mark—the brand of her former enslavement.
Makoto pressed a single finger against the mark, then gently slid it downward.
Like an eraser wiping away a stain, the ugly imprint slowly faded, vanishing bit by bit.
Kneeling there, Hancock felt nothing—completely unaware of what was happening.
The entire process took mere seconds—effortless for Makoto.
He returned to the sofa in front of Hancock, sat down, and said, "It's done. I've removed your slave mark."
"..."
For a moment, Hancock couldn't comprehend the meaning of his words.
As soon as she realized she could move again, she hurriedly reached back to cover her exposed back.
Makoto waved his hand, conjuring two smooth water mirrors before Hancock.
Through their reflection, she saw that the ugly brand—the mark that had caused her half a lifetime of pain—was gone.
She was momentarily stunned, then hastily pulled at the fabric on her back, using the reflections to examine herself carefully.
Gone.
It was really gone…
Hancock stared at her now unblemished back in the water mirror, then turned to look at the Emperor, her expression dazed.
At first, having her darkest secret exposed had shattered her, pushing her to the brink of mental collapse.
Makoto lifted a finger slightly, and with a mere gesture, the cut he had made in her qipao seamlessly restored itself to its original state.
"I don't like my possessions bearing another's mark."
"..."
With just that one sentence, Hancock's emotions surged up and down like a raging storm.
That humiliating slave brand was truly gone.
The mark that had tormented her for years—the symbol of her darkest past—was erased…
But what about her future? Would she now belong to him?
From slave to servant—was that not a shift in status rather than true freedom?
At this moment, Hancock could not tell whether she felt pain, relief, or something else entirely.
The Emperor looked at her. "Do you have anything else to say?"
After a moment of silence, Hancock straightened her posture, then dropped to one knee.
"I… will serve Your Majesty."
Acceptance was the hardest thing—but sometimes, it was also the simplest.
Seeing her understanding of the situation, Makoto let out a small chuckle.
"Your former crew will also be properly settled by the Empire."
"..."
Hancock said nothing.
A moment later, she was led out of the loft by Samui, who would arrange her accommodations.
—
The bustling daylight was noisy. Compared to the cities she had known, Konoha was far more prosperous and lively.
As she walked through the streets, her tall, elegant figure and breathtaking beauty turned heads wherever she passed.
But with Samui at her side, no one dared to approach her.
Gone was Hancock's usual arrogance. She ignored the gazes around her, lost in deep uncertainty and isolation.
A foreign land, a foreign people—was this freedom, or was she now a prisoner in another cage?
Samui walked ahead, giving Hancock a brief introduction to Konoha's customs and the things she needed to be mindful of while living here.
After listening to a lot, Hancock only asked one question: "How will His Majesty treat me?"
Samui replied, "His Majesty likes you very much. As long as you behave, he won't make things difficult for you in other ways."
"..."
Samui continued, "His Majesty is very generous to those close to him. If you can win his favor, you can have anything you desire."
Anything…
Then what about freedom?
Hancock only asked that question in her heart.
—
Samui led Hancock to Konoha's new district.
The sheer prosperity of this place widened Hancock's horizons.
They walked through the bustling streets, past crowded markets, until they reached a quieter residential area.
Seeing the densely packed residences, Hancock suddenly realized—she was about to live here, among many others.
At that moment, Samui opened the door to a luxurious residence and motioned for her to enter. "Come in."
The accommodations arranged for Hancock were high-end, even among this wealthy district—extravagant and lavish.
Yet, Hancock stopped at the doorway.
She had no intention of stepping inside.
Samui, puzzled, asked, "What's wrong?"
Hancock remained silent.
She glanced toward the other residences and asked, "Are all these homes occupied?"
Samui nodded. "Yes, this is Konoha's wealthy district. These houses are extremely valuable—only the rich and powerful can live here."
Back when Terumi Mei was placed here, and even earlier, Konan had lived in this very district.
Hancock still didn't speak.
She knew she had no right to refuse, but deep inside, she resisted.
So, she chose silence.
Samui seemed to understand.
Then, without saying much, she stepped out of the house and closed the door.
—
"You said you were a queen of a kingdom before, right?"
"…Yes."
"You're not anymore. In this world, there is only one emperor."
"…I know."
Samui turned around and began retracing her steps. "Follow me."
—
The two of them left the wealthy district, passed through the bustling commercial streets once more.
The noisy environment gradually calmed Hancock's emotions.
Her gaze wandered—toward the Solarity Tower, the temple beneath it, and beyond the city walls… toward the colossal giant that loomed even larger than the one on Sabaody Archipelago.
The Sun Empire… A nation even stronger than the World Government…
And its emperor…
Hancock suddenly asked, "What is His Majesty's name?"
Samui replied, "Hyuga Makoto. Just refer to him as 'His Majesty' from now on."
"Is His Majesty the strongest in the world?"
"Of course."
—
They walked a little further before Hancock spoke again.
"Will I be able to see my crewmates and sisters again?"
Samui responded, "I told you, as long as you win His Majesty's favor, you can have anything you want. Even the dead can be brought back to life."
Hancock: "Can I bring them here?"
Samui: "...Yes."
—
This woman… is she a little slow?
Samui led Hancock to a private courtyard.
Unlike the new district, this place was near the old streets—a much quieter area.
Back when Konoha expanded, many clan heirs moved out of this area, leaving behind spacious residences.
Samui said, "You'll live here from now on. It's quiet, and there aren't many people around. There's money in the bedroom drawers—buy whatever you need. My house is nearby, so if you have any questions, come find me."
She pointed to her own residence, another small courtyard.
Samui never liked the so-called wealthy district and had always stayed here with Yugito and Mabui instead of moving.
Besides, His Majesty could visit this place easily without attracting too much attention.
—
Hancock asked, "Will I be living alone?"
Samui responded, "Didn't you dislike the previous house?"
Just because she didn't like it, they immediately arranged a new place for her.
Only a woman like Hancock would receive such treatment.
Samui knew very well—it wouldn't be long before this woman ended up in His Majesty's bed.
So, treating her well now wouldn't be a problem at all.
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