The dark green space of the Door-Door Fruit didn't interest Bullet in the slightest. All he wanted now was to see what Kaito was truly capable of.
The moment Kaito stepped into the space, he immediately expanded it and transferred the Seastone handcuffs from Bullet's wrists.
Bullet absolutely possessed power on the level of a Yonko. So Kaito felt that if he were to kill him while he was still restrained, it would be a loss—for both of them.
As the handcuffs disappeared, Bullet rotated his wrists and glanced at Kaito with a grin.
"You're quite the interesting guy. Aren't you afraid that once my restraints are gone, I'll be too much for you to handle?"
Kaito smiled back and replied casually,
"If I can't handle you even like this, then maybe you should be the one called Admiral."
"Admiral? Heh... A man like you actually cares about ranks in the Marines? Only ultimate strength can surpass everything—claim everything!"
Kaito shook his head at the twisted smile on Bullet's face.
Back in the day, Bullet had also been a soldier. People even called him a hero once. But Bullet, after all, wasn't the protagonist. Like Kaido, he was betrayed in his passionate youth—twice, even.
After killing the people who betrayed him, he began walking a very different path.
But unlike Kaido, who still believed in Joy Boy's prophecy and deeply trusted his subordinates like King, Bullet believed that if his strength was absolute, he didn't need any companions. Strength itself was his only partner.
Honestly, Kaito could understand the part about pursuing power. In a world like this, where supernatural abilities existed, power was far more valuable than money.
But the idea of not needing companions? That was subjective.
As far as Kaito was concerned, anyone with emotions—human beings—naturally had desires and attachments. People say the strong enjoy solitude, but Kaito had no interest in being a lone wolf.
...
After his declaration, Bullet's eyes grew sharp. He immediately activated his long-lost Clank-Clank Fruit ability. Armament Haki, Observation Haki, and Conqueror's Haki merged as one—an intense, deep-purple aura covering his entire body.
This form was what Bullet called his Demon Form, his favorite way to utilize the Clank-Clank Fruit.
Once transformed, Bullet's face twisted into a savage grin. He clenched his fists tightly and roared at Kaito,
"Come! Show me what kind of strength an Admiral of yours possesses!"
Kaito said nothing more. With a mere thought, the Destruction Armament spread across his body. But because of his clothing, Bullet could only see the purple-black patterns on Kaito's exposed hands.
Even that small glimpse made Bullet's pupils shrink. As a master of fusion, he could tell—those patterns were nearly identical to his own fused Haki.
What shocked him even more was the aura coming from Kaito's Destruction Armament. It filled him with a sense of dread, forcing him to admit—Kaito's Haki was far superior to his own.
And it hadn't even required the help of the Clank-Clank Fruit.
Realizing this, Bullet's excitement grew. His body trembled. He now saw Kaito as the strongest opponent he had ever faced.
With his Destruction Armament fully active, Kaito launched a punch at Bullet. A purple-black shockwave roared forward.
Bullet had been ready. His fists gleamed with a metallic sheen as he met the incoming blow head-on.
Boom!
Lightning sparked from the clash of Haki, tearing through the entire Door-Door space. The impact froze in a stalemate—yet sweat dripped from Bullet's forehead.
He had underestimated Kaito.
Even in his Demon Form, using both fists to block the attack, he was struggling.
In the end, he had to pour every ounce of strength into his arms just to barely block what looked like a casual punch from Kaito.
Staring at his battered and mangled fists, Bullet muttered,
"Is the gap really this wide?"
Furious, he punched the ground. The floor of the Door-Door space rippled from the impact.
Then he glared up at Kaito, shouting,
"I know you're strong! But it shouldn't be this one-sided! It must be because I've been locked up too long! My body's still too weak!"
"Oh?"
Kaito raised an eyebrow but didn't argue. Instead, he locked eyes with Bullet—and released Konohanasakuya-hime.
Bullet's body shuddered. He stared in disbelief at his hands, which had just been wrecked, now smooth and flawless once more.
But what truly shocked him was the state of his body—it felt like he was in peak condition.
He looked back at Kaito.
He understood. This too must be the power of that man.
"You can even do something like this...?"
Bullet murmured. But he quickly shook off the thought. Now that he was back at his best, he had only one goal—to prove himself.
He glanced at the mountains of gold piled in the Door-Door space. His eyes lit up.
A surge of purple-black energy burst from beneath his feet, absorbing the gold and gathering it into his body.
Within a few seconds, Bullet transformed into a golden giant nearly a hundred meters tall. The surface of his golden form was laced with black markings.
Kaito stared at the golden giant with a blank expression, though inwardly he couldn't help but mutter,
"Seriously? Pulling out a mecha over one disagreement?"
But when it came to mechas... the Uchiha clan still did it better.
With a thought, Kaito summoned his Susanoo—now empowered by the Rumble-Rumble Fruit and the More-More Fruit. Its towering height had reached an absurd four hundred meters.
Bullet's golden giant, though massive at nearly two hundred meters, barely reached Susanoo's waist.
But Bullet had already grown used to Kaito's arsenal. Right now, all he wanted was to prove that his power wasn't as far behind as it seemed.
Roaring, he swung his enormous golden fist at Susanoo.
But Susanoo simply lifted an arm and caught the blow—like an adult catching a child's punch.
Inside the golden giant, Bullet stared blankly at what had just happened.
He didn't want to admit it, but he knew—his strength was no longer on the same level.
In his dazed state, Susanoo's other fist came crashing down onto the golden giant's head, smashing it from top to bottom into a mountain of golden debris.
...
Bullet lay silently in the wreckage.
Looking up at Kaito, who now stood atop Susanoo, gazing down at him, a bitter smile appeared on his face. He sighed deeply.
"So this... is how far the end of the world really is..."
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