Chapter 446: Claudius—Are You Teaching Me How to Do Things?

Stussy worked on Claudius's face for a while, carefully touching up every detail. Once she was done, she used a blower to clear away the stray hair and stubble from his face.

Then, clapping her hands in satisfaction, she said, "Perfect!"

Looking into the mirror, Claudius saw that his appearance had completely transformed into that of Doflamingo. He reached out, touched his chin, and said, "Impressive. My dear Stussy, with your skills, you could run a high-end beauty salon."

Stussy raised her chin proudly and replied with a smirk, "Of course. Who do you think I am?"

"Hahaha, you sure know how to flatter yourself," Claudius laughed.

Doflamingo, observing the transformation in the mirror, was equally astonished. "I've always known, cousin, that you look quite similar to me, but this... This is like looking into a mirror."

Claudius pushed Doflamingo's face away and scoffed, "Get lost. It's not that I look like you—it's you who looks like me. Remember, I'm your elder cousin. I was born two years before you. If there were a copyright on this face, I would've registered it first..."

With that, Claudius got up from the seat, making room for Doflamingo. "Alright, go ahead and make your old face look younger."

Doflamingo sat down with a slight grimace and muttered, "This is weird. You're obviously older than me, so why do I look older? This doesn't make sense!"

In truth, at 39 years old, Doflamingo wasn't old at all. He looked like a rock singer in his early thirties. But compared to the monstrous vitality of Claudius, the difference was significant.

As Doflamingo took his seat, Stussy got busy again, brightening his slightly dull complexion and refining the details.

Meanwhile, Claudius walked over to the window, not paying much attention. He took off his pants and put on Doflamingo's signature leggings. The two had similar builds, so Claudius could wear them just fine. However, since he had never worn such tight-fitting clothes before, he felt a bit uncomfortable.

After struggling with the leggings, Claudius put on a white shirt that was slightly too small, making it impossible to button up.

Then, he draped the pink flamingo feather coat over his shoulders and stepped into Doflamingo's signature pointed-toe shoes.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man. Once Claudius donned the flamboyant outfit, his entire aura changed. He looked less like a responsible figure and more like someone with an unrestrained, flamboyant nature.

"Tch, I gotta say, Doffy, your fashion sense is really something else," Claudius chuckled.

Doflamingo, still sitting in front of the mirror, responded, "I think it looks pretty stylish."

"And don't forget the sunglasses," Claudius murmured before putting on the orange-lensed shades.

At that moment, it truly felt as if he had become Doflamingo. Could it be that the sunglasses were the key to it all?

Standing across from him, Nia examined Claudius carefully before nodding and saying, "There's a seventy to eighty percent resemblance, Your Highness."

"Seventy or eighty percent isn't good enough. We should aim for perfection," Claudius said, taking a few steps side to side as if testing the look.

After thinking for a moment, Nia suggested, "Your posture is slightly off. Young Master usually hunches forward a little."

Doflamingo grinned and admitted, "That's intentional—it matches my stride."

Claudius smirked, leaned forward slightly, extended his neck, and slouched his shoulders a bit. Instantly, his demeanor shifted into a more roguish and unruly look.

"This is much closer! But something still feels off..." Nia hesitated.

Claudius's eyes lit up. "Oh? What about this?"

Then, he imitated Doflamingo's signature stride, hands in his pockets, legs rolling outward in an exaggerated gait. With just two steps, he had perfectly replicated Doflamingo's arrogant, loose, and domineering presence.

Seeing this, Nia's eyes brightened, and she nodded approvingly. "That's it! That unruly, gangster-like vibe—completely identical to the Young Master! That shameless, roguish air... Your Highness, you've nailed it."

Claudius burst into laughter. "Hahahaha! I am Claudius, after all."

Doflamingo, however, was less than pleased. "Hold on, Nia—what do you mean by 'gangster-like' and 'shameless'?! Is that how you see me?"

Without hesitation, Nia replied, "Huh? Young Master, are you not aware of it yourself?"

Stussy chuckled and teased, "You do have a bit of a rogue's charm. You can't really blame people for pointing it out."

Doflamingo sighed helplessly. "It's called being bohemian. It's fashion. You people just don't understand."

"But a lot of people call you 'The Heavenly Yaksha of the Seas'..." Nia joked.

At this point, Doflamingo's makeup was complete. He stood up, put on a golden wig, and straightened his posture. Before, he had been wearing more formal attire, but now, his entire presence felt exactly like Claudius.

"Now, I am the king of the world!" Doflamingo said with a smirk.

"Yeah, keep dreaming," Claudius scoffed.

Stussy handed Claudius's brown-black cloak to Doflamingo. He draped it over his shoulders, then pulled out a cigar, lighting it up before biting down on it. If someone unfamiliar saw them now, they probably wouldn't notice anything off.

Standing side by side, the resemblance between Claudius and Doflamingo created a strange mirroring effect. Anyone who didn't know better would never suspect their identities had been swapped.

Doflamingo patted Claudius on the shoulder and grinned. "Cousin."

Claudius responded with a smirk, "I usually call you 'Doffy.' Pay attention to the details, cousin."

"The general look is set. Young Master, you should find someone you trust to handle any necessary touch-ups," Stussy advised.

"No problem," Doflamingo replied with confidence.

Claudius then cleared his throat and began adjusting his voice. "Furafurafura... No, furfurfur... furfurfurfur?"

After some fine-tuning, Claudius finally nailed it. When he spoke again, it was in Doflamingo's deep, raspy voice.

"Furfurfur... I am the Heavenly Yaksha—Donquixote Doflamingo. Nice to meet you." Claudius grinned, perfectly mimicking Doflamingo's signature smirk.

It was uncanny. The words "sinister charm" fit him perfectly in this moment, just as they did for Doflamingo. Right now, Claudius's smile could only be described as wickedly charismatic.

Doflamingo was dumbfounded. "Is he seriously a natural-born actor?"

If he had to imitate Claudius's voice, the best he could do was make slight adjustments. But Claudius? He had copied him flawlessly.

"Fufurfurfur... Who do you think I am? I originally wanted to be a great actor, but somehow, I ended up becoming the king of the world," Claudius joked, still using Doflamingo's voice.

"Stop, stop! That's the problem. The tone is off. Young Master doesn't sound as shameless as Your Highness," Stussy quickly corrected.

Claudius narrowed his eyes, his expression darkening. A few veins bulged slightly on his forehead as he lowered his voice, adopting a menacing tone.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Hearing this, Nia chuckled. "Now that's spot on."

(To be continued.)

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