OP Doctor - Ch 236

Chapter 236: Whose Room... Is This?

Vir asked this question, naturally, to figure out how to plan their next move.

If Hancock didn’t go to this war, he could totally take her place.

Take her place in the Summit War.

That would give him a free pass to move around as he pleased at Marineford, which would make things a lot easier.

So Vir was the first to bring it up.

After a brief pause...

Hancock finally snapped out of her daze.

She didn’t answer Vir’s question right away.

Instead, she gazed at him with affection in her eyes. A moment later, she asked shyly,

“Will you go?”

“Yup.”

“Then this empress shall go as well!”

Her already rosy cheeks flushed even deeper as she spoke.

Hearing this, Vir nodded.

Hancock going wasn’t a bad idea.

Truth be told, he was still a bit hesitant about Plan A.

After all, it meant dressing up as a woman.

And not just for a short while, either.

He’d have to play the part of the Pirate Empress...

Imagine a horde of men staring at him, their eyes sparkling with little hearts...

Honestly, it was kind of unbearable.

Maybe even a little gross.

If Hancock was going, they could scrap that plan entirely.

He could just teleport Luffy straight to Impel Down.

No need to hitch a ride on a Marine ship.

Express delivery, right to the doorstep.

“Vir, what’s your plan?”

At that moment, Marco, sitting across from Vir, leaned forward and asked.

Vir didn’t beat around the bush.

He laid out his idea right then and there.

There was no one else around to overhear.

But when they heard Vir’s plan, Marco’s brow furrowed.

Even Rayleigh, sitting nearby, looked like he wasn’t entirely on board.

Vir might be fine, but Luffy was gonna get himself killed going in like that.

Wasn’t this a bit reckless?

But in truth, as long as Vir was looking after him, Luffy would be fine.

Still, Vir couldn’t just waltz straight down to Level 6 of Impel Down, right?

The old man was still sitting down there.

Step one was obviously to help Luffy stir up some chaos in Impel Down.

Once Garp left Level 6, that’d be Vir’s chance to make a move.

But Hancock, hearing Vir’s plan, immediately chimed in that she could take them with her.

“This Empress is a Shichibukai—I have the right to tour Impel Down. Besides... if we’re attending the war, it’s about time we set off anyway.” She said, as she glanced at Vir. “Going with you all won’t slow us down much.”

Hancock’s face remained flushed as she spoke to Vir.

Honestly, ever since she had sat beside him, her cheeks had stayed red.

They had never returned to normal...

Everyone nodded in agreement at her words.

This plan was clearly safer.

Sure, young folks liking a bit of thrill was understandable.

But for something like this, wasn’t playing it safe the better call?

“I think this works! Let’s not take unnecessary risks.” Marco said, giving his approval.

“Mhmh! Don’t end up with Luffy locked up before we even save Ace.” Yamato added, stuffing her face with meat.

“Exactly. There’s still over a week left—no need to rush. Kids these days are too impatient...” Rayleigh said, sipping his sake.

Vir, who’d just brought a plate over for Chopper, couldn’t argue with their logic.

Going too early didn’t seem all that useful.

Taking a Marine ship wasn’t a bad idea either.

At the very least, it’d save him some energy.

Plus, if they went later, they might run into Blackbeard and his crew.

When Magellan took them down, Vir could swoop in and rack up some negative points.

He’d almost forgotten about those scumbags.

Why was he so forgetful lately?

Sigh.

Was he spending too much time around women?

Was his brain getting sluggish?

Blackbeard’s crew definitely needed to be dealt with.

Weren’t they poisoned?

When the time came, he’d just say, “Oh, you’re all poisoned from head to toe.”

“I’ll have to carve out those poisoned muscles and blood vessels.”

“Clear out the toxins, then stitch you back up~”

Yeah.

That process shouldn’t be too brutal, right?

After that, he could lop off a couple of legs.

Extract a few bones.

Make sure they couldn’t make it to the Summit War.

As for why not just kill them?

Well, of course—sustainable resource management.

If you kill him, you can’t “treat” him again later.

But if you leave him alive and break him down...

You’d have plenty of chances to run into him again, “treat” him, and break him all over again.

Wasn’t that better than a one-time fix followed by death?

Good. That was the plan.

They’d go with Hancock.

“Alright, we’ll go by Marine ship!” Vir said.

The group let out a collective sigh of relief.

Good. He was willing to listen.

“Hancock, how are you gonna get them there?” Rayleigh asked.

Hancock’s face turned red again as she stole glances at Vir.

She didn’t say a word.

Vir was a bit speechless.

What was this woman thinking now?

She wasn’t seriously expecting him to pull a Luffy and hide under her cloak like in the original story, was she?

He was taller than her...

How the hell would that even work?

No, it literally wouldn’t.

But Vir had a workaround.

He could just transform into her snake.

Yup, her snake.

Everyone on Amazon Lily had their own snake.

He’d tested it before—his mimicry ability could even copy animals.

As wild as it sounded, it was totally in line with the system.

OP as hell.

As for Luffy—easy.

Just get a basketball.

Shove him in.

No joke. Literally shove him in.

Hang the basketball around his neck.

Problem solved.

If any Marine asked, just say: “What? My snake loves playing basketball.”

“Been playing for two and a half years. Snake prodigy.”

Flawless.

Vir shared his plan with the group.

Everyone was shocked that he could turn into a snake, but they all agreed it was a solid plan.

Luffy, meanwhile, was just eating the whole time.

Completely unbothered by the details.

Only one person seemed off.

Hancock looked... disappointed, for some reason.

No one could quite figure out why.

With the plan settled, everyone dug into their meal.

It was getting late, and after eating, it’d be time to rest.

He had to deal with—er, treat—Shiki tomorrow.

No slacking off. Early rest was key.

“Vir~, try this. It’s delicious.”

“This one’s good too.”

“And this! This is my favorite, you have to taste it.” Hancock said, piling food onto Vir’s plate.

After trying and failing to refuse a few times, Vir gave up.

He let Hancock keep serving him.

“This venison is great. Try it too.” she said.

“HEY—!!” Chopper, who had been munching happily, suddenly protested.

“You can’t eat venison! Venison is horrible! Deer are so cute, how could you eat them?!”

The little reindeer glared fiercely at Hancock.

Vir chuckled and waved it off.

“No need, we brought our own!” he said with a grin.

“HUH?! Big Bro, how could you?!” Chopper puffed up angrily.

……

Soon enough, everyone was full and headed off to sleep.

Vir returned to his room and took a quick shower.

Hancock also went back to prepare for the next day’s journey.

After all, she’d be traveling far with the Marines.

As a woman, she had a few things to pack.

Meanwhile, fresh from his shower, wearing nothing but a pair of shorts and flip-flops, Vir stared at the extra person in his room and fell into deep thought.

So here's the question... whose room is this, exactly?