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In the tavern hall.
"Hahaha, brothers!"
"First, a toast to Captain Marco!"
"Oh, oh, oh!"
The captains were in high spirits, raising their glasses to Marco.
"Phoenix" Marco!
Whitebeard's right-hand man, a monster with a bounty of 1,374,000,000 Berries, whose stomp could make Hachinosu tremble!
Normally, it was difficult for them to even meet the captains, but tonight, being able to drink with such an All-Star was definitely something worth boasting about.
This gathering must be for a war, and if they could fight a major battle alongside the Whitebeard Pirates, it would be worth dying for.
And that annoying guy!
The captains looked at Daichi.
Doubt, disdain, hostility.
Who is this guy? A nobody they've never even heard of. What right does he have to sit with Captain Marco?
Don't think that just because he's carrying a Beast Pirates flag, he can act all high and mighty in front of them. The pirates of Hachinosu only recognize Whitebeard's flag!
After drinking some alcohol, someone got carried away.
A giant of unusually tall stature came before Daichi, grinning and clenching his fists, his knuckles cracking.
"Hey, bald head!"
"Hmm?"
Daichi glanced sideways.
Bald head?
Is he calling him?
Daichi touched his shiny head, then looked at the giant clenching his fists and threatening him, confirming that he was indeed being called.
Alright, alright, this is the first time anyone has called him that!
"Bald—"
"Boom!"
The tavern instantly fell silent.
The captains slowly turned their heads, looking at the human-shaped hole in the wall, their minds momentarily stunned.
What just happened?!
Volka, with a bounty of 130,000,000 Berries, was defeated just like that?
Daichi looked at Marco.
"Is this okay?"
"No problem."
Marco chuckled.
He wasn't a naive newcomer; a proper display of force was necessary to intimidate arrogant captains.
Daichi is very strong, there's no doubt about that, but he truly lacks renown, which easily leads to questioning.
In the pirate world, fame is the best proof of strength. Whitebeard's name alone can intimidate countless pirates just by hearing it.
Marco put his tongue to his lips, a mischievous expression on his face as he teased, "Daichi, you should raise your bounty."
"I will."
Daichi smiled slightly.
A bounty is indeed necessary; although it doesn't fully represent strength, it can reduce trouble in many situations.
Just like just now.
If he had a 1,000,000,000 bounty, who would dare call him a bald head?
Also, a title is earned through battle!
The All-Stars of the Beast Pirates have various disaster titles, but he doesn't, so he needs to earn a disaster title through actual actions.
A beautiful young waitress with blush on her cheeks approached, holding a bottle of wine: "Daichi-sama, I'll pour you some wine!"
"Oh, it's a cute young lady."
Daichi smiled at the girl, and as she poured the wine, he reached out and pulled her into his embrace.
"Do you want to go on a date with me?"
"Eh? Really? ♡"
The girl wasn't flustered; instead, she hugged the wine bottle in surprise, her moist eyes full of longing, and a rosy glow on her cheeks.
She's excited!
She's definitely excited!
Hmm???
A look of bewilderment appeared in Daichi's eyes, a bit thrown off, but the next second he complied with the woman.
Clingy!
Heh heh, he loves proactive ones!
"What's your name?"
"Kujaku."
Kujaku felt it, and couldn't help but lick her lips, her gaze growing more dangerous.
What a crude man!
She likes it ♡!
"Kujaku, that's a nice name."
Daichi's gaze was quite strange.
Good heavens.
Not even faking it?
If he remembered correctly, this girl was Vice Admiral Tsuru's granddaughter.
It's one thing for her to come directly to him, considering it boldness born of skill, but not even changing her name is a bit too arrogant.
This is a pirate paradise; a Marine infiltrating here would at least disguise themselves, pretending to be ordinary pirates, acting as low-key as possible, and secretly searching for evidence.
Are Marines this bold nowadays?
Fighting wits with you makes me look like an idiot!
"Daichi-sama~."
Kujaku hugged Daichi's neck, her shy cheeks flushed, her body wriggling, her sexy red lips opening and closing.
"So many people are watching here! ♡"
A hint, a blatant hint!
"Haha, then let's go somewhere else."
Daichi laughed heartily, smugly waving to Marco: "Marco, you keep drinking with them. I'm taking the girl upstairs for a bit of fun."
"Ah?!"
Marco looked bewildered, his eyes darting between Daichi and Kujaku, a sudden surge of inexplicable grief welling up in his heart.
Hey, what's going on!
Why would such a beautiful girl favor Daichi instead of flirting with him? Where exactly was he inferior to Daichi?
He clearly looked more handsome, didn't he!
Damn it, why him!
He wanted a girl to throw herself into his arms too!
Daichi, embracing Kujaku, went to a private room on the second floor of the tavern. As soon as he closed the door, a soft yet incredibly tough long rope bound him.
"Whoosh!"
Kujaku tore off her waitress headscarf and skirt, revealing the thin pink dress she wore underneath.
Sexy and hot.
The girl also wore a baseball cap with an 'M' symbol on it.
'M' is the Marines' insignia!
"Thwack!"
At some point, Kujaku held a long sword in her hand; though called a sword, its blade was a flexible long whip.
"Capture successful! ♡"
Kujaku tossed her golden hair, then tightened her grip on the long whip, her lips curving into a queen-like, perverse smile.
Next is the interrogation!
Daichi looked at the woman with interest, knowingly asking.
"Marine?"
"You're a pirate, is it strange to see a Marine?"
Kujaku licked her lips, her slender fingers sliding over Daichi's body, her gaze growing dangerous.
Oh, what lovely muscles!
"Let me interrogate you! ♡"
"Thwack!"
Kujaku wildly swung her long whip, striking Daichi's chest with force, leaving a shallow red mark.
"Hmm?"
Daichi looked down at his chest.
That's it?
Is she tickling him?
Daichi looked at Kujaku, his interest piqued.
"Miss Marine, could you use a little more force? I've never tried this kind of thing before, and I'm quite interested."
"Ah?"
Kujaku was stunned.
Her leather whip was a true blade, capable of easily pulverizing rock, let alone its effect on flesh.
But what was happening before her eyes?
No wounds left on his skin?
Kujaku's smile vanished, and a dangerous glint appeared in her eyes; her soul of discipline would not allow such a thing to happen!
"Oh my, it seems my interrogation just now was too gentle!"
"Don't worry, I'll gradually increase the intensity!"
"Ahahaha!!!"
Accompanied by a queen-like laugh, the long whip swung wildly, as if playing a symphony.
Torture Strings: Quartet!
Ten minutes later...
"Ah ha~~ ah ha~~"
Kujaku gasped for air, her clothes soaked with sweat, as if she had undergone high-intensity aerobic training.
Looking at the unharmed man, Kujaku's eyes gradually became dull.
What was this man's body made of? Why couldn't her sword-whip leave a mark?
If she couldn't inflict pain, what was the point of interrogation?
Her soul was crying!
"That was quite interesting!"
Daichi gave a comfortable evaluation, his muscles tensing and flexing, and the ropes binding him snapped with a "crunch."
A little painful.
But not exciting enough!
Daichi came before the woman, his lips stretched into a wide grin.
"It's my turn to discipline you!"
"Miss Marine!"