🔶 POV: Alex (Third-Person)
The Infinite Dining Hall rumbles like a stomach earthquake.
Smoke rises.Plates shatter.Hive-staff sprint at light speed.
It is the endofFood War Mode.
Alex waits with supernatural patience.
At last—
Luffy slams his hands onto the table.
Naruto collapses backward in his chair.
Goku leans back, patting his stomach.
All three say, in perfect, exhausted harmony:
"I'm full."
The Hive-staff disperse to disinfect the catastrophic remains of their feeding frenzy.
Alex claps once.
A gentle ripple resets the table to pristine condition.
🔶 POV: Luffy (First-Person)
"That was…the greatest thing I've ever done.Ever."
I want to cry.
🔶 POV: Naruto (First-Person)
"My soul left my body.Twice."
🔶 POV: Goku (First-Person)
"I reached a new level.Ultra Fullness."
🔶 POV: Sanji (First-Person)
I stand.
I stand with purpose.
I look at the divine chefs across the room.
My eyes burn.My fists shake.My spirit ignites.
"That's it," I whisper.
"I'm gonna surpass even THEM someday.Even if it kills me."
My pride returns.
My spirit returns.
My culinary passion REAWAKENS.
I WILL become a divine-level chef.
Someday.
🔶 POV: Zoro (First-Person)
I am in hell.
Actual hell.
The Hive nanny pats my head gently.
"Eat up, little one," she coos.
I want to DIE.
I want to ESCAPE.
I want to—
I sigh.
I stop struggling.
What's the point?
I'm welded.De-aged.Baby-clothed.Bibbed.Strapped into a chair.And being bottle-fed by a literal extradimensional nanny.
I have no pride left.
I give up.
🔶 POV: Hive Nanny (Third-Person)
(Though she has no true POV, the narration reflects her manner.)
The nanny is perfectly serene.
Perfectly gentle.
Perfectly patient.
She feeds Baby Zoro mashed food with a spoon adorned with little stars.
Every movement radiates cosmic childcare expertise.
She burps him.
She pats him.
She wipes his face with a soft cloth.
Baby Zoro snarls.
The nanny smiles warmly.
She is unbothered.
Unshaken.
Unbreakable.
🔶 POV: Nami (First-Person)
He's so CUTE—
I MEAN RIDICULOUS—I MEAN—
Nope.He's cute.
This is incredible.
🔶 POV: Bulma (First-Person)
I want twelve copies.
🔶 POV: Robin (First-Person)
This will make a wonderful addition to any blackmail archive.
🔶 POV: Vegeta (First-Person)
I must acquire a copy.
For research.
Yes.
For research.
🔶 POV: Alex (Third-Person)
Time to troll again.
Alex lifts a hand.
Reality folds like origami.
A photograph forms in mid-air—
Baby Zoro,angry expression,holding a tiny spoon,Hive nanny feeding him,bib slightly crooked,chair welded down.
A perfect image.
Alex snaps his fingers.
Multiple copies form.
He hands them out one by one:
Nami instantly pockets hers
Bulma squeals
Robin archiving already
Naruto laughs so hard he falls over
Luffy wants it as a poster
Even Vegeta snatches one and hides it behind his cape
Everyone receives one.
Except Zoro.
Alex walks past Zoro without offering one.
Zoro screams internally.
Alex continues walking.
He enters the lobby.
With a graceful motion—like a curator placing a priceless artifact—
He frames the photographin a beautiful golden frame.
A plaque appears beneath it:
"Rule Enforcement Example #1Breaking the rules may result in babyfication."
Above it, glowing text appears:
WELCOME TO THE INFINITE HOTELPLEASE FOLLOW THE RULES(Or else.)
The lobby illuminates dramatically.
Thunder cracks.
The frame sparkles ominously.
Perfect.
🔶 POV: Zoro (First-Person)
I want to die.
I want to vanish.
I want to escape into any dimension where this image does not exist.
But it's too late.
My humiliation is now MULTIVERSAL.
I whimper.
I, Roronoa Zoro,whimper.
🔶 POV: Sanji (First-Person)
I am so happy.
I could kiss Alex on the cheek—
No wait he has no face—
Whatever.
🔶 POV: Kakashi (First-Person)
This…this is the greatest disciplinary method I've ever seen.
🔶 POV: Sakura (First-Person)
I will remember this forever.
🔶 POV: Alex (Third-Person)
Alex stands before his masterpiece.
The guests laugh.Some cry.Some tremble.Some question reality.
Alex?
He is satisfied.
Very satisfied.
Tonight's chaos is art.