After learning Stussy's true identity, Sig develops a deep wariness toward the woman.
The reason was simple: besides being mysterious and imnsely powerful, Stussy had another crucial trait—her acting and disguise skills were exceptional.
When she wore the white mask, she beca the cold and ruthless CP0 agent with a chilling deanor, leaving no trace of her true self.
Once the mask was removed, she appeared as nothing more than a beautiful young lady in her early twenties.
Not only her voice but her posture, gestures, body language, and expressions—all of it could be imitated flawlessly.
If she hadn't exposed herself voluntarily, Sig would never have seen through her.
Compared to Sig, who possessed a "best actor system," Stussy felt more like a genuine actress—one with extraordinary skills, capable of becoming whoever she wished to portray.
Sig once heard a saying:
"The prettier the woman, the better the liar."
Stussy was a beautiful woman, and at the sa ti, she was a mber of the world's top intelligence agency. Deception was practically her bread and butter.
So, the question arose: when faced with a beautiful woman who is also an expert liar, what should one do?
The answer, of course, was to turn her into a man!
"Ivankov, turn her into a delicate and soft handso young man!"
Sig's nonchalant statent caused the aggrieved expression on Stussy's face to freeze instantly.
However, Ivankov imdiately showed hesitation:
"Sig-boy, my abilities don't allow to freely manipulate male hormones to the point where I can even control the physique and appearance of soone post-gender transition..."
There was another thing Ivankov didn't say.
Male and female hormones—testosterone and estrogen—cannot fundantally change a person's sex. They only alter the physique and produce secondary sexual characteristics.
Both n and won naturally have both male and female hormones in their bodies; the difference is rely in the levels.
In other words, Ivankov couldn't truly achieve the complete gender transformation Sig envisioned. A woman growing a certain sothing or a man growing a uterus was impossible. What he could do was use his hormonal abilities to alter appearances—for example, turning the beautiful woman before him into a "queen of proteins" straight out of a biology textbook.
But Ivankov kept this to himself.
Because... Stussy didn't know that. As long as she believed it, it could deal a massive psychological blow and leave her defenseless!
"No problem. Ivankov, just go ahead and try."
"If it doesn't work out, we'll just keep switching her back and forth between male and female forms. The more we try, the closer we'll get to a delicate and soft handso young man."
"Luckily, I have plenty of patience."
Looking at Stussy in front of him and observing the trace of astonishnt she couldn't completely hide in her eyes, Sig felt more at ease.
Ivankov was dumbfounded. Sig's words opened a new door in his mind.
Although Ivankov, as the Horm-Horm Fruit user, had often arbitrarily switched enemies' genders, he had never thought about repeatedly transitioning soone back and forth like this.
"Sig-boy, you're not a demon… you're a genius!"
Ivankov genuinely praised him.
His enormous face began leaning closer to Stussy.
"Wait, I've already shared with you all the critical information I know," Stussy said coldly, her voice hardening as her body tensed up. She was clearly preparing for a fight.
Even though Stussy wore Seastone handcuffs, she wasn't a Devil Fruit user. Her freedom was restricted, but if she truly decided to resist, she could still put up a fight.
Armant Haki wasn't Ivankov's strength. If Stussy struggled, things could get troubleso without Dragon or others around to help.
"Don't force to draw my sword," Sig said softly, his hand already resting on the hilt at his waist.
At the sa ti, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Damn, thank goodness he'd distributed his "Justice" outfit pieces to his subordinates before coming to et Stussy.
Right now, Sig only had a longsword and a small folding knife at his waist, keeping his look fairly normal.
Otherwise, if he said, "Don't force to draw my sword," and then pulled out a chainsaw, the situation would've beco awkward.
"Don't think about resisting either. If the hormone injection gets interrupted mid-process, no one can predict what your new body might turn into..."
Sig's two statents caused the previously guarded Stussy's expression to collapse. Her body, which had been tense monts ago, relaxed again.
"Male hormones!"
Ivankov's fingernails grew instantly and effortlessly pierced Stussy's shoulder.
A few seconds later, Sig looked at the newly transford Stussy and fell into deep thought.
The white suit Stussy was wearing wasn't particularly form-fitting. It covered almost every inch of her skin and made it hard to discern her figure.
Without her white mask, Stussy's appearance in her CP0 white uniform made her gender almost indistinguishable.
But now, in this mont, her white suit had been stretched to its limits by the defined, bulging muscles underneath, almost ready to burst.
In just a few seconds, the radiant blonde beauty had turned into a two-ter-tall, muscle-bound hulk.
However, her face hadn't changed much. It still resembled the face of a beautiful blonde young lady in her twenties.
"She gives off major Nezha vibes..."
Sig sighed as he took in the scene, suddenly overco with the feeling of a father watching his child grow up.
"This..."
Stussy subconsciously reached out her hand and quietly pulled up the collar of her shirt to take a look.
The expression on her face gradually darkened.
In a sense, the dinsion had indeed increased, but…
In those gem-like, clear light-blue eyes, it seed as though sothing had extinguished.
"This ti, it's my mistake. Let's try again!"
Before Sig could urge him on, Ivankov's fingernails extended once more.
"Female hormones!"
"Male hormones!"
A few seconds later, standing before Sig and Dragon was a coldly elegant blonde beauty with striking facial features. Yet, between the eyebrows, there was a faint, somber air, presenting an androgynous appearance that made it difficult to discern whether the person was male or female.
"This…"
Stussy rubbed her new face, her expression montarily complicated.
The light-blue eyes dimd a little further.
"Again!"
Ivankov's fingernails extended once again.
"Male hormones!"
"Female hormones!"
Again and again, over and over.
Stussy, a woman who carried the dual identities of CP0 agent and an underworld kingpin, experienced one of the most unforgettable days of her life.
The door to a new world opened and closed before her repeatedly, again and again.
"I'm going out for so fresh air."
Dragon, unable to continue watching, spoke up.
It wasn't that he hadn't witnessed interrogations before, nor was it the first ti he'd seen Ivankov use his abilities to switch soone's gender. But seeing it carried to such an extent—this was a first for him.
"I'll get so air too."
Sig also stood up and left. He needed ti to carefully think about how to deal with Stussy next.
Outside the cabin, Sig and Dragon stood together, leaning on the railing and looking out at the sea. Each man was lost in his own thoughts, neither inclined to break the silence.
Dragon's mind, apart from the initial shock, was now filled with deep confusion.
"Why is Sig so insistent on… a delicate and soft-looking pretty boy? Is he determined to have Ivankov customize Stussy into the exact form he desires?"
Dragon's brows furrowed slightly. He decided not to dwell further on the thought.
"Thankfully, Sig isn't an enemy of our Revolutionary Army," Dragon sighed inwardly.
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