One Piece: Don't Worry, I'm a Doctor

What Vir said didn’t seem wrong at all.

But for some reason, they left Katakuri’s brain in a complete fog.

‘Hold on, what you’re saying sounds right, no arguments there.’

‘Maybe I misheard. I’ll admit that.’

‘But your tone earlier clearly implied you could greatly reduce my sister’s pain, right?’

‘Now that you’ve laid out this treatment plan, my head is buzzing, doctor!’

To say Katakuri was dumbfounded wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

“Step aside.”

Vir casually shoved Katakuri to the side with a single push.

Then he strode straight toward Brûlée.

Brûlée was trembling like a leaf in a storm by now.

As she watched Vir approach, her face was plastered with pure terror.

Vir’s earlier words had been way too horrifying.

The moment he described his treatment method, Brûlée started regretting everything.

Looking at Katakuri, she desperately wanted to say: ‘Big Brother, I was just messing around! Take me outta here, I’m begging you!’

Katakuri wasn’t blind to her plea.

But one glance at Vir told him it was too late for regrets.

If they’d tried to leave earlier, they might’ve gotten away. But now? No chance!

This doctor’s temper had already been laid bare. If they tried to flip-flop and mess with him now…

The question wouldn’t be whether she still wanted treatment.

It would be whether there was even a need for treatment anymore.

She might just get cremated on the spot.

Though Katakuri wanted to intervene, in this critical moment, he could only stay rational.

He shot Brûlée an encouraging look before lowering his gaze to the deck.

He was practically screaming, ‘I’m offline, don’t look at me!’

This left Brûlée utterly baffled.

‘Is this really my brother?’

‘He’s not supposed to be like this, right?’

Before she could process it, a massive foot stomped down on her chest, pinning her to the deck.

With the pull of a chainsaw, its deafening roar filled Brûlée’s ears.

Before she could even scream, the chainsaw sliced smoothly into her eye.

Tomato juice exploded everywhere.

Gushes of crimson liquid sprayed wildly.

Brûlée transformed into a fountain in an instant.

And then, finally, her scream erupted.

“AAAAHHH!!!”

The sheer terror in her voice sent chills down the spines of everyone nearby.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve earned 80,000 negative points!]

[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve earned 150,000 negative points!]

Points from Brûlée and Shirahoshi, who was watching nearby, all rolled in.

Shirahoshi, hearing Brûlée’s blood-curdling screams, was genuinely freaked out.

The gushing blood, combined with Vir smiling as he wielded the chainsaw and those blood-curdling screams…

If the lighting were dimmer, the figures blurrier, and the crowd smaller…

Shirahoshi would’ve fainted from fear already.

Even now, she was trembling uncontrollably.

Agonizing pain shot through Brûlée’s eyes as her legs convulsed.

Katakuri hurriedly averted his gaze and stuffed mochi into his ears to block out the sound.

It was just too excruciating to listen to.

But in less than a second, both of Brûlée’s eyes were gouged out.

Three seconds later, her pearly white teeth were yanked out, roots and all.

Then, with a *swish*, her entire face was peeled off.

A quick splash of some mystery potion, and in under thirty seconds, a brand-new face appeared.

Same shape, same structure.

Just without eyes and teeth.

And, of course, without scars.

Even the accidental injury from the battle between Whitebeard and Big Mom was completely gone.

One by one, her teeth were stuffed back in, sprayed with some secret sauce.

Her eyes, still in Vir’s hand, were slapped back into place.

Another spritz of the secret sauce, and Vir called it a day.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve earned 200,000 negative points!]

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining ability: Mirror Clone!]

[Mirror Clone: You can create a mirror clone identical to yourself. It has no consciousness and only one-tenth of your strength!]

“What the—?! No way! That fast?!”

“Marco! Check my eyes, are they broken? I swear I just saw Vir heal someone in under a minute!”

“Vir! There’s another patient over here!”

“Ace! I freakin’ love you guys!”

Vir’s absurdly lightning-fast speed left the onlookers completely gobsmacked.

What was that?

Was that some kind of speed-run treatment?

So you coul* go that fast?!

We thought you were stuck in slow motion!

Turns out, it wasn’t about the surgery—it was about your preferences!

Even Whitebeard’s mouth twitched.

He was thrown off by Vir’s ridiculously swift performance.

This guy.

The blatant favoritism couldn’t be more obvious.

Even Brûlée, lying on the ground, felt the world light up again. Her new face wore a shocked expression.

The pain lasted only a moment.

All in all, maybe a few dozen seconds?

After Vir cut off her face and sprayed the medicine, she barely felt anything.

But the sensation of the chainsaw slicing across her face and digging into her eyes still terrified her to her core.

Vir, however, had no time to care about their reactions.

He was too busy marveling at his newly acquired ability.

Who would’ve thought?

He’d expected Brûlée to give him some useless ability like mirror teleportation.

But a clone? That’s usually pretty overpowered.

Though, this clone had no consciousness and only one-tenth of his strength.

How much was one-tenth of his strength?

Maybe Vice Admiral level at best?

Not exactly impressive.

And since it lacked consciousness, he’d have to constantly give it orders to move.

That was a bit of a hassle.

But none of that mattered.

With this, his chances of fooling the Marines significantly increased.

Solid.

Katakuri, meanwhile, sensed something off in the air.

He turned to look at Brûlée.

And when he did, his eyes widened.

Standing before him was a girl with perfectly balanced features and a beautiful face.

The scar that once stretched across her face was gone.

That long, red nose? Gone.

Everything was back to normal.

Everything was back to how it was supposed to be.

Katakuri stared at Brûlée’s now-normal face, frozen in place, completely stunned.

“Alright! Go home and admire it all you want!”

Vir’s words snapped him back to reality.

Hearing the blatant “hurry up and leave” tone, Katakuri’s expression grew a bit awkward.

But coming from Vir, he had no room to argue.

Realizing Vir probably had other matters to attend to, Katakuri chose not to linger any longer.

Without another word, he gently took Brûlée’s arm and led her toward the mirror they had just emerged from.

But he didn’t step inside immediately.

Instead, the two of them slowly turned around.

Looking at Vir not far away, they couldn’t help but give a slight bow.

“Thank you.”

A real man’s gratitude is never a long speech.

Two words were already enough to show the weight behind them.

Brûlée, too, looked at Vir with eyes full of gratitude.

But within that gratitude, there was a trace of fear she couldn’t erase no matter what.

Just moments ago, in the mirror, she had seen her current appearance.

That beautiful look made her just as grateful to Vir as Katakuri was.

Vir just waved his hand casually.

The two turned back around.

But just as they were about to step into the mirror, a deep, hearty voice rang out.

“Brat, I like you.”

“If the day ever comes when you’ve got nowhere to go, you’re welcome on my ship.”

“You’re welcome anytime.”

…

Whitebeard’s words made Katakuri pause.

But he didn’t respond much.

He just nodded knowingly.

As the two stepped into the mirror, they soon vanished from sight.

Whitebeard genuinely admired him.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have extended an invitation, knowing full well the guy already had a captain.

It was just a few words, after all.

No harm done.

The reason Vir wanted them to leave quickly was that he himself was eager to go.

Now, with this Mirror Clone ability.

He was truly impatient to head to Marine Headquarters and make his move.

Sengoku, Zephyr, Akainu, Aokiji, Kizaru.

They were all his experience packs, ripe for the taking.

He had originally planned to wait a bit longer—after all, how could Chiba have mastered everything in just a few days under him?

The Marines weren’t fools.

They’d immediately suspect a switch or possession or something.

But now, things were different.

With the Mirror Clone ability, he could make sure the Marines had no doubts about Chiba.

Since that was the case, what was there left to wait for?

Charging straight ahead was the only right choice!

“Old White! I’m heading off too.”

“Gururara~ Hah! You won’t even stay for dinner?”

“Nah, I’m in a hurry.”

“Alright. With the stuff you left behind, my sons should have plenty of fun.”

“Take care of my apprentice. If you don’t, you’d better not get yourself hurt.”

“Gurararara! Threatening me now, kid? Get outta here! If I don’t take good care of him, you can have my head!”

Whitebeard’s words brought a smile to Vir’s face.

Likewise, Whitebeard let out a booming laugh.

Truth be told, if they didn’t take good care of Chopper, Whitebeard would probably wake up in the middle of the night and give Jozu a couple of slaps in his sleep.

Vir had done so much for them.

This was the first time he’d made a request, wasn’t it?

If an old bones like him didn’t treat the kid right, he’d have lived this long for nothing.

“Don’t worry, Vir! We’ve got him covered!”

“Godfather, you can leave without worry! I’ll look after my lil’ bro!”

“Smooth sailing!”

Marco and the others called out warmly to him.

Jozu’s words even made Chopper blush.

‘Bro? There’s no bro~ Not at all~’

Vir reached out and patted Chopper’s head, cutting short his shy moment.

“Big Bro’s heading out. Work hard, okay?”

“Big Bro, I’ve got a Den Den Mushi now. Call me sometime, okay?”

“Where’d you get a Den Den Mushi?”

“Robin got it for me. Here’s my number, and this is Robin’s.”

Vir looked at the two small cards in his hand—one with a little deer drawn on it, the other with a stick-figure girl.

You’d think he couldn’t draw, but the deer was vivid and lifelike.

But a stick-figure girl? What was that about?

“Got it.”

Tucking the cards into his medical kit, Vir turned and stood at the ship’s railing.

Below was his electric boat.

“Little Ostrich! You wanna stay here?”

Vir called out, and Shirahoshi, who was nearby, froze for a moment.

“Huh? Oh! I’m coming!”

Even though Vir seemed terrifying to her now.

She still liked Vir when he wasn’t treating anyone.

She was very clear about that distinction.

If she had to choose between Whitebeard and Vir, she’d pick Vir without hesitation.

Under the pull of magnetism, she floated gently upward.

As Vir leaped down, Shirahoshi followed, plummeting quickly alongside him.

“Let’s go!”

With Vir’s words, the ropes tying the electric boat vanished in a flash of lightning.

Soon, the boat sped off, disappearing from everyone’s sight.

It wasn’t long before it vanished over the horizon.

The Whitebeard Pirates watched until Vir was completely gone before turning away.

“Lil’ bro! Take a break for now. We’ll deal with this guy first! The chefs are getting dinner ready—any favorites? I’ll have them whip something up.”

“C-Can I really…?”

“Huh? What?? Oh! Sure, sure! Hey, you! Tell the kitchen to make something hearty tonight! Stir-fry!”

Chopper, seeing Jozu’s enthusiasm, felt a bit shy.

After speaking, Jozu flashed Chopper a grin as wide as a chrysanthemum, then strode toward Teach.

“Clear the way! Let the pros handle this!”

Soon, Teach’s screams echoed across the entire Moby Dick.

—

Whole Cake Island.

Big Mom’s residence.

Inside the grand hall.

“What did you say? They went to see who!?”

Big Mom’s eyes bulged as she glared at Flampe.

Her terrifying presence made Flampe shrink back in fear.

“Th-the doctor named Vir.”

*Boom!*

The moment Flampe finished, Big Mom smashed the table beside her to pieces.

“They dare go to that guy?! Do they even care about their mother anymore?!”

“Fine! Just fine! They’ve turned against me! Don’t they know he’s the reason I ended up like this?!”

“Where does that leave my pride?!”

“Brûlée! You wretched girl!”

Big Mom was absolutely furious.

She never expected Brûlée, that useless daughter, would dare sneak behind her back to take Katakuri to her enemy for treatment.

And in front of so many siblings, no less.

Yet not one of them told her.

What did that mean? It meant her authority was being challenged!

They were starting to rebel against their mother!

No way! Absolutely not!

Brûlée! That wretch! She’d kill her and make an example!

Let’s see who dares defy her after that!

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