Vir stood beside Kid, already holding a chainsaw.
On the operating table, Kid’s body had visibly plumped up.
Thanks to the miraculous effects of the syringe bought from the shop, the blood injected into him was already starting to circulate.
With the massive replenishnt, Kid’s consciousness gradually returned, and soon, he woke up.
But the mont he regained awareness, a muffled groan escaped his lips as excruciating pain wracked his entire body. His brows furrowed tightly.
Before he could even process his situation, an intense, searing pain from his backside turned his groan into a full-blown scream.
Pain. So much pain.
It was a real pain—the kind of tearing pain that splits you apart.
Seven or eight centiters wide—no exaggeration.
A needle that thick, shoved straight in.
For soone as delicate and tender as Kid, it was enough to make him crack a little.
Over in the shadows, Teach—who hadn’t even made his entrance yet—shivered violently at the ear-piercing scream, his chubby cheeks trembling along with it.
But in his heart, he kept trying to comfort himself:
It’s fine, it’s fine. Maybe he just got scared.
Definitely, Marco and the others must’ve prepared so kind of surprise for him. Kid just scread because he got spooked.
There’s absolutely no way so weird doctor is treating him right now.
No way, no way. Stay calm. Stay calm.
anwhile, Kid, who had just barely endured the unbearable pain, turned his head and saw a face that instantly pissed him off.
Because Vir’s presence was just too damn blinding.
Kid had been reduced to a re side character in comparison.
So, naturally, he didn’t have a shred of goodwill toward Vir.
The mont he recognized Vir, he watched in horror as Vir slowly pulled out an absurdly thick needle.
The pain flared again.
Kid stared at the needle in Vir’s hand, his mind blanking for a second.
But whether it was the physical sensation or Vir’s current actions, everything confird the inhuman torture he had just endured.
I—I got... penetrated?
Kid’s face twisted in sheer disbelief.
Genuine, earth-shattering shock.
After all, waking up to that kind of scene would leave anyone reeling.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve earned 120,000 negative points!]
Vir glanced at the points Kid had provided and couldn’t help but sneer internally.
Pathetic, Kid.
So few points?
Even Chopper’s treatnt gave more points than this.
Just as Vir was feeling disappointed, another system notification rang out.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve earned 150,000 negative points!]
This ti, it was even more than before.
Vir was puzzled.
The syringe’s already out—how are the Negative Points higher now?
This doesn’t make sense.
But soon, Vir realized sothing.
He turned his head and looked at Shirahoshi, who was standing next to Whitebeard.
Sure enough, she was frozen in shock, her beautiful eyes wide with disbelief.
Just monts ago, Shirahoshi had been eagerly watching, curious about how Vir would treat soone so severely injured.
The mont she climbed to a higher spot—right beside Whitebeard—she turned her head just in ti to see Vir pull out a massive needle.
And without hesitation, he stabbed it in.
Shirahoshi’s pupils shrank instantly. She was horrified.
A needle that thick... into his... rear end?!
Having never witnessed anything like this before, Shirahoshi ended up providing Vir with even more Negative Points than Kid had.
But now, seeing Kid—who had visibly plumped up—actually wake up, Shirahoshi quickly tried to soothe her fragile heart.
It’s okay, it’s okay... He was too badly hurt. Big Brother Vir must’ve had no choice but to do that.
Otherwise, he would’ve died, right?
And look, the treatnt worked! The patient woke up imdiately!
This must be so kind of ergency asure...
Big Brother Vir isn’t the kind of doctor who would torture patients.
He wouldn’t... right?
Shirahoshi slowly opened her eyes again and peeked back at Vir.
But this ti, what she saw nearly made her burst into tears!
After pulling out the thick needle, Vir didn’t waste ti chatting with Kid.
The blood was still flowing.
If he waited any longer, Kid would bleed out again.
He had to work fast.
Under Kid’s furious, wide-eyed glare, Vir yanked the starter cord.
*VRRRRRRRRRRRRRR—!!*
The mont the chainsaw roared to life, Kid’s heart skipped a beat.
Staring at Vir, who now held a buzzing chainsaw, Kid finally felt so mories resurface.
A trace of fear flickered in his eyes.
He had woken up too abruptly earlier—so much so that he’d almost forgotten who this guy was.
Almost forgotten who he was right now.
Almost forgotten what kind of situation this was.
Right now, he was—probably, maybe, most likely—
This guy’s patient.
In an instant, flashes of certain scenes raced through Kid’s mind.
And those images made his body instinctively squirm.
He wanted to run.
He really wanted to run!
He felt like he was fine now!
He could stand up!
He could sprint at full speed!
But before he could even sit up, a heavy foot stomped down on his chest, pinning him in place.
A smiling face leaned in close.
"Where do you think you’re going?"
"I’M FINE! I DON’T NEED TREATNT ANYMORE!"
"Look at this poor guy, already delirious."
"I AM FINE! LET GO! I’LL PROVE IT RIGHT NOW!"
"See? Everyone, he’s clearly very sick."
Still smiling, Vir lowered the chainsaw toward Kid’s chest.
"NO NO NO! I’M REALLY OKAY! I’M NOT SICK!"
"People who claim they’re not sick are always the ones beyond saving."
*ZZZZZZZZZTTT—!!*
The sound of flesh being torn apart echoed as the chainsaw sliced cleanly through Kid’s chest.
The mont his chest cavity split open, a high-pressure geyser of blood erupted, blasting Killer—who was standing behind Vir—clear off his feet.
For the first ti in his life, Killer got to take a shower in tomato sauce.
But Vir’s actions, combined with the scene unfolding, made Kid let out a bloodcurdling scream.
"AAAAAAHHHH!! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?! IT HURTS! IT HURTS SO MUCH! AAAAAHHHH!!"
Kid shrieked, his face twisted in pure terror.
He was genuinely scared out of his mind.
His own body had just sprayed that much blood?!
Yet, apart from him, nobody in the room seed even slightly disturbed.
In fact, they all looked like they were admiring a work of art.
"Huh. This guy sprays way more than Shiki did."
"Vir’s as precise as ever. Back when he removed my kidney, his technique was just as flawless."
"Almost forgot you had the honor of experiencing it firsthand. You’re all tough guys, huh?"
"Co on, Ace. My godfather’s scalpel would blunt just trying to cut ."
The Whitebeard Pirates chatted away, so even snacking on chicken tenders, completely unfazed by the spectacle.
But that didn’t an everyone was calm.
Over in the corner, Shirahoshi had already started wiping away tears...
Hearing the crew’s casual banter, Vir—fresh from performing open-heart surgery—glanced at Jozu with a faint smirk.
"Hey, Jozu. Since you’re so confident, why don’t you co up here and lend a hand?"
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