Smoker's tactics were simple, yet effective.
While his subordinates gathered bananas, Smoker faced Donkey Kong alone.
He had to stop Donkey Kong alone as the act of collecting bananas enraged it.
The subordinates had to improvise their work, though, as they realized they couldn't hear their ally's voices. This, in a way, improved their cooperation.
Nevertheless, the hands of the five men proved to be effective as they collected enough bananas in a minute and had Smoker consume it returning his Smoke-Smoke ability alongside the lost senses.
"Now the battle is at an equal, you bastard gorilla,"
His body blurred—half smoke, half flesh—as if refusing to decide what he was made of.
With a fury-filled strike, smoke surrounded Donkey Kong sending fists from all directions.
"Uho! Uho!"
However, Donkey Kong merely clapped the land with all his might, sending shockwaves in all directions and then dispersing the cloud of smoke, returning Smoker to his physical body injured.
'This…my logia intangibility has been nullified!?' Only then did Smoker sense the awkwardness of his ability
"Tch," Smoker clicked his tongue while wiping the dust off his face—he looked at his subordinate as if to say to 'do something about it.'
This action caused a headache among them as it was always Smoker who captured criminals alone—he never required anyone's help.
It was weird for Smoker to request help in the first place, but even so, they wanted to answer his expectations.
Everyone looked at each other and nodded, trying to demonstrate what they came up with.
Marine A threw a banana in Donkey Kong's direction—giving Smoker a chance to land a punch.
Marine B came into Donkey Kong's full view and then threw the banana below him.
Donkey Kong blinked, confused by the tiny human's bravado—until the banana squished beneath his feet, trampling it over and over.
Donkey Kong's eyes turned red unable to see what was in front. The distracted Donkey Kong gave Smoker a chance to land a hit.
Marine C was creative with his way, as he didn't use banana, but instead chased for the female gorilla Donkey Kong was chasing for. Then, embraced her.
As surprised as it was, the female gorilla affirmed the strong male and hugged back.
To Donkey Kong, it was like seeing another gorilla seducing his women in front of him—this caused a cloud of smoke to boil over Donkey Kong's head, leaving him distracted for Smoker to land a punch.
Marine D considered burning the forests but remembered his identity as a marine so he stopped himself. In the end, he just stared at Donkey Kong. Doing nothing.
This gaze caused Donkey Kong's primal instincts to tense up, as it felt challenged—tried intimidating back by beating his chest.
"U-Uho~!!"
The stressed Donkey Kong then finally directly lunged toward Marine D.
Of course, Smoker wouldn't just leave this by—with the damage stacking up, Smoker charged in for the final blow—a smoke-empowered spike that launched Donkey Kong out of the arena.
[Victory!!]
[You have completed the Main Quest and defeated Donkey Kong]
[Receiving Donkey Kong as a supporter spirit!]
[You may add up to three supporter spirits of your choosing to the party and travel with your companion!]
[Supporter spirit can teach you their original moves once your relationship gauge reaches a certain point!]
[You can switch supporter spirits at any point in time.]
Smoker ignored the notification. With the feeling of weakness akin to a seastone to devil fruit use lifted, Smoker looked over his subordinate with a strange gaze.
'Marine B wastes food. Marine C loves gorillas. Marine D is a little bit creepy...,' Smoker mentally noted.
'But,' he smiles. The incident today was nothing but a shock to Smoker.
'Maybe, I should rely on my subordinate a little bit more in the future,' Smoker added—his smiles quickly disappearing.
Humans were always built that way. If they grew up receiving expectations, they'd find a way to answer them.
…
"Dang, to think marines were full of weirdos. Now that it comes to this, it makes sense! Even in the original work, Marines were given a little show time,"
Obviously, Sakura had viewed the extremely bizarre actions Marine made to conquer Donkey Kong. As abnormal as it was, it worked well so Sakura couldn't complain.
Seeing the five Marines members and Smoker celebrate their victory against Donkey Kong, Sakura took out cola(s) from his refrigerator and threw it toward them.
"Meta-Cola. Products of my cafe. It's free for the first-timer so celebrate with this," the corner of his mouth lifted unconsciously.
"Uooh! Thank you, boss! Holy crap, this is so good,"
"It feels like sabaody archipelago is exploding inside my throat, it's even better than the original cola!"
"…I never noticed this but you're quite a weirdo, aren't ya?"
"Damn Tashigi, what is she doing to ignore my order and slack off." Smoker was complaining while silently sipping the cola.
Looking at the shop that had become rowdy with the arrival of Marines, the corner of Sakura's mouth unconsciously lifted—his eyes relaxing.
'At first, I hated the thought of dealing with multiple customers because it seemed a hassle, but this isn't bad in its way.'
'I sometimes forget that this world isn't as empty as it seems and each person has a story of their own to tell.'
With a thought, Sakura returned to his chair to continue making the maid robot (renamed to satisfy Sakura's fetishes), but smiles remained.
"Ralts!"
Infected by Sakura's happy thoughts, Ralts grinned from ear to ear, as she excitedly swayed her head—then hugged his arm, earning a head pat.
…
A few days later, in the early morning, when even Ralts was asleep, Sakura was fidgeting with the maid robot.
Installed with Ralts' gentle personality—having simulated and studied Sakura's fetishes—the maid robots were finally complete.
A typical maid outfit that extended to the skirt too short to be called skirt was something he was proud of creating.
Initially, he had wanted to combine the aspect of Sci-Fi with the uniform, but he didn't have the idea and creativity to create something revolutionary, so in the end he relied and copied the maid outfit from his memory.
However, this was not all to naught as he had accomplished one of his dreams. The impregnable territory that blocked one's ability to view underwear from wherever angle.
He intentionally shortened the skirt, to give healthiness to one's eyes by viewing the maid robot's plump thighs whilst not losing its cuteness.
Depending on its viewer, it could be seen as 'erotic' 'adorable' 'sexy' and 'cute'. Balancing it was the hardest part but it was possible by replicating the silver ratio through Law Of Programs that could create even magic.
Her well-maintained hair that fell to her back like a waterfall was something beautiful Sakira was the most proud of. It reminded him of the girl he loved the most in his past life.
If Sakura had one discontent about his creation. It was the fact that the maid robot's chest was one size bigger than his ideal proportions.
It couldn't be helped as he hadn't had the time to study anatomy in the past.
If he had kept his ideal size, the robot's whole body would have looked weird—like a character drawn by a middle-schooler who thought breasts grew from the upper chest.
"Alright let's launch you up!"
What was done is done, after all, Sakura was satisfied with his work overall. What was one discontent? A flaw only made her look more human-like and adorable.
"Pochi," Sakura created the sound effect with mouth and pressed the maid-robot's soft lip—the maid robot slowly opened its eyes.
Then, blinking a few times, it curled itself, hiding behind the counter,
"Sssuu~" It inhaled nervously—cutting through the air.
"H-hello Mastwe—," she bit her tongue, her face reddening.
"So-sorry… I-, I made a mistake, please forgive me master…" in a low tone that couldn't hide its high-pitched voice that resembled a soprano flutes, the maid robot looked down.
"It's fine, everyone makes mistakes, don't we? Come, Ralts! Introduce yourself. It's your little sister,"
Sakura tried his best to sound like a reliable person but inwardly he was panicking. "Shit, shit, shit. I shouldn't have let her choose whichever personality she decides to study!"
'Dye her hair in purple-blue and highlighted sky-blue. She's basically Aqua and she's already graduated!!'
Sakura regretted his past laziness of allowing it to study his memory, but he also couldn't become as heartless as to reset the maid robot even if it didn't contain emotions like humans.
After all, at its core, it was Ralts with her gentle personality.
Ralts, speechless at Sakura's turmoil, greeted her little sister by extending its tiny arm.
At this sight, the maid robot mustered her courage—stopping hiding behind the counter to shake hands with her big sister. "Awawawa… big sister is so tiny, and cute…!"
At this sincere praise from her little sister, Ralts' face reddened, placing her tiny palms between her cheeks and dancing on the spot.
"Ahhh… I don't know anymore. It's just another person (robot), no, 'Pokemon' (robot) to take care of. Let's just add [Shows an exceptional skill over FPS game] to her characters and call it done."
Eventually, Sakura got tired of thinking as he displayed a careless attitude and edited with the maid robot's coding.
Yet, despite his laziness, he was surprisingly thorough when editing the maid robot's code to prevent a similar accident when his body exploded.
"Uhh… you," unaware of how to call her, Sakura referred to the maid robot simply as 'you.'
"Y-yesh!" Nervousness filled the maid robot once again as she bit her tongue.
Sakura silently stared at her.
She stared back.
Like a puppy afraid she was about to be thrown in the trash.
Sakura facepalmed.
'Good thing I didn't add a self-destruction feature when you bite your tongue…'
"…do you mind if I called you Aqua?"
"Y-yesh! Master! A-actually, I hoped you'd call me that way… because… yo... liked her…v..ry m… in… your… me..m..ry…" Aqua's voice weakened gradually unconfidently to the point Sakura couldn't hear it.
What Sakura didn't know at the moment was that Ralts, at its core liked Sakura because well… it's Ralts.
So what would happen if you based an AI on her personality?
It's like cloning Hancock and having its clone meet Luffy.
A truly headache situation… you jest! As if! Shit! I wish I was him! How dare he live an otaku's dream!
*swish*
The chapter has been closed before the author berserks any further.