It's normal to be cautious when you first join the secret council.
“Actually, Miss Yuki, it won’t do any good for you to tell them,” Conan lowered his head slightly, his glasses reflecting a faint glimmer. “First, you can’t explain where the information came from. And if something happens in the end, you yourself will be implicated, which will be very troublesome.”
"Secondly, even if your father and brother are willing to believe you, Kayaba Akihiko must have already prepared sufficient countermeasures. The fact that he was able to pass your country's quality inspection and get 20,000 people into the Sword Art Online death game at the start proves that investigating him is useless before the game actually starts."
Asuna Yuuki opened her mouth, but in the end, she didn't say anything. Because, after thinking about it herself, she felt that Conan was right.
“That’s why I said it’s best to ask me for help,” Tony Stark muttered.
“If the council members could go there… at least a dozen people present would have a way to resolve this issue,” Saeko Busujima said softly. “Ultimately, it’s just a matter of how much of a commotion we’ve caused.”
“Indeed,” Waver nodded in agreement, muttering, “I used to be able to deal with Kayaba Akihiko silently with magic.”
Waver was weaker than the others in the council. But he was, after all, a magician, and he had countless ways to deal with ordinary people in a world without magic.
“Miss Yuuki,” Sawada Tsunayoshi whispered, “you can look at other storylines and think about who you want to trade with. As long as both parties reach an agreement, there are many ways to solve the problem.”
"I'll be careful." Asuna Yuuki nodded very seriously.
"Am I the only one thinking about Kirito's problem?" Rukia Kuchiki asked in a low voice.
A brief silence fell over the Hall of Mist, and many people wore strange expressions.
"You mean, the dual-sword black-clad swordsman?" Saeko Busujima thought for a moment, then a smile appeared on her lips. "If it weren't for my training in swordsmanship and Haki, I might look forward to sparring with him."
“…Poor Kirito.” Waver silently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
“I already said, it was before.” Saeko Busujima looked at Webber with a hint of helplessness.
“An unlikable guy,” Accelerator said coldly. Looking at Kirigaya Kazuto, he couldn’t help but think of Kamijou Touma. Although the two were quite different… well, neither of them were his type.
“That’s normal,” Tony Stark said with a hint of amusement. “Don’t you like those little girls? You’re a pervert.”
“…If you want your armor destroyed, just say so. I’ll grant your wish!” Accelerator stared coldly at Tony Stark. “You don’t need to provoke me like this.”
"Let's practice on the day of the final battle?" Tony Stark was not afraid at all. "I'm just about to try out the vector control mech... If I fail, I can go to the training month to develop an anti-vector mech."
"You decide the time and place," Accelerator said crisply.
Whitebeard stroked his crescent-shaped beard, speechlessly watching the two men in front of him successfully complete their duel, and shook his head.
Immediately, he turned to stare at Yuuki Asuna, "Yuuki... never mind, I'll just call you Asuna. You used that name a lot in that Sword Art Online game, so it's more familiar to me."
"Please do as you wish." Asuna Yuuki was indifferent to the matter.
In Japanese, Yuuki Asuna and Asuna are pronounced the same; she is using a transliteration in this context.
“Asuna,” Whitebeard’s gaze turned serious, “would you be willing to be my daughter? I will teach you top-notch swordsmanship, weaponry, and knowledge, and may even bestow upon you a Devil Fruit.”
"...Eh?!!"
After a brief silence, Asuna Yuuki's expression changed drastically. She was completely bewildered, her mind a jumbled mess. She almost thought she had misheard.
"The old man's at it again." Sawada Tsunayoshi's expression was strange, and somewhat odd. "But come to think of it, the old man seems to often adopt daughters, even though he prefers adopting sons in the world of One Piece..."
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Chapter 272 Ash: Tomorrow will be the day I become the champion (Second update)
"Oh," Whitebeard responded, glancing sideways at Sawada Tsunayoshi, "So, Sawada, do you want to be my son? I'd be very much looking forward to it."
Sawada Tsunayoshi was speechless for a moment, then quickly shook his head with an awkward smile. "Hahaha... I don't have that idea for now. Grandpa... please continue."
“So,” Whitebeard spread his palms, his voice as deep as ever, “it’s not that there isn’t one, but that people are unwilling.”
“If any of the younger members of parliament want to be my son… I have no objection.”
"Old man." Accelerator glanced at Whitebeard, but his inner emotions were also complicated. If he had just awakened vector manipulation and entered this council when he was at his most helpless... perhaps he really might have recognized Whitebeard as his father.
But now, it is absolutely impossible for such a thing to happen.
“Miss Asuna, don’t be so quick to refuse,” Saeko Busujima said calmly, noticing the resistance on Asuna’s face. “My father really enjoys taking care of people, and it’s because your situation is rather difficult right now that he extended the invitation.”
"When I first recognized him as my father, I was not used to it at all... But later, he carefully taught me Haki and swordsmanship, and even tried his best to find the legendary fruit for me, the Vampire Fruit."
“I am very grateful to him... and I wholeheartedly acknowledge him as my father.”
“Of course,” Saeko Busujima chuckled, “I’m not advising you, I just want to say… wait until you know Whitebeard well enough before telling him the answer today.”
Asuna Yuuki stared at Saeko Busujima with a serious expression, but Saeko was shrouded in mist, so Asuna Yuuki couldn't discern her specific expression.
After a brief silence, Asuna Yuuki said softly, "I understand."
Zhang Sanfeng suddenly thought of something and smiled as he spoke to the corner, "Ah Xing, why aren't you saying anything now? If you want to integrate into the council, you can't just stay silent forever."
“But,” Ah Xing opened his mouth, a bitter look appearing on his face, “I don’t know what to say. You are all powerful figures who can take on an entire nation, wealthy people, or emperors, or heads of top families from the old dynasties…”
"Even if I had mastered the Tathagata Palm, I would be nothing in front of you all, let alone now, I am just a thief."
Ah Xing had a very clear understanding of himself, which is why he felt particularly inferior after learning the identities of the people in front of him.
“Foolish.” Song Que uttered two words expressionlessly.
“Indeed,” the Drunken Sword Immortal nodded in deep agreement. He stroked the gourd at his waist, quenching his thirst with the gourd, and said absentmindedly, “In the Mist Council… the most widely recognized identity is that of a council member. What about being a rich man, or an emperor… those identities are nothing compared to the identity of a council member.”
"Everyone is equal... Look, even Ying Zheng on the other side never uses 'I' or 'I, the lonely one' in the council. Be more confident, be more spontaneous... Don't be afraid, whoever offends you, or whoever you don't like, we'll see on the day of the final battle."