Pirate: Reincarnated as a Black Charcoal Orochi

The new world in the second half of the Grand Line is in the sea area around the competition island known as the Grand Line.

As a resort in surrounding countries that is famous for its rare livable weather in the New World, the island of competition has spent nearly ten years of peaceful life under the umbrella of the "Sky Pirates".

The residents and tourists on the island are rarely plunged into the panic and chaos that is the normal life of people in the New World.

But the smile he heard after leaving the battlefield and returning to the island was contrasted with the uncontrollable weeping sounds coming from various arena managers, dealers, and maids.

The sounds coming from the underground shelter of the food arena are obviously different from the overall atmosphere of the entire island.

Although it is a temporary shelter prepared to resist raids, the food arena's target customer base is the most luxurious people in the New World.

During the initial design and construction, not only the need for disaster prevention and shock absorption was taken into consideration, but also the interior decoration details and material reserves of the shelter were quite remarkable.

Unlike the food arena, which adopts an exotic style originating from the country of Wano, the basement as a shelter must allow the anxious people inside to soothe their nerves and wait quietly to survive the crisis.

Naturally, we did not use the strong colors of surface buildings that can stimulate the desires of tourists. Instead, we tried to use brighter materials and colors, coupled with wasteful and sufficient lighting equipment.

And in the center of the hall where everyone gathered, delicious delicacies were placed that could be enjoyed by everyone present.

By now, Mr. Kuroda, as the top person in charge of the food arena, has run out of tricks.

We can only hope that these strange delicacies from Wano Country can quell the anger of the princes and nobles present.

But according to the underlying laws common to countless worlds, that is, Murphy's Law clearly states: If there is a possibility that things will go bad, no matter how small the possibility is, it will always happen.

Even Mr. Kuroda has prayed to Yinbuki Daimyojin with unprecedented piety to prevent any commotion.

But these princes and nobles who compare themselves to the world's nobles.Even if their bellies are full of free food, it can't stop their dirty mouths that take pleasure in disparaging others.

"So what happened? You actually want me, the king of the Bergrose Kingdom, to stay in such a dark and humid basement with these guys who don't know etiquette? This is disrespectful, you delicious food What the hell is going on in the arena!”

"Who are you calling those guys who don't know etiquette? I am also the Duke of the Ochima Kingdom. Being able to stay with you dirty-smelling beasts is already a complete concession!

You actually dare to shamelessly hold out that ugly ornament on your neck. Of course you have to lower your head when facing nobles!

Could it be that you beasts just show up here wearing stolen clothes, and you can't even understand human etiquette! "

"What are you talking about? Your stupid crab face is so disgusting!"

"What?! It's your bedbug-like head that's so disgraceful!"

In the beginning, it was just a quarrel between two middle-aged nobles in gaudy costumes, but in this repressive and closed environment, even a little bit of trivial stimulation will eventually trigger a huge response.

By the time Yixiao slowly arrived at the entrance of the food arena, the sound inside had broken through the barriers of layers of partitions and reached a level that was deafening to outsiders.

'Even when it can be said that their lives are at stake, are these people still unwilling to restrain their behavior? '

This magical reality made even the experienced sea prodigal Yixiao a little surprised.

If the person who came here at this time was not the one who had just witnessed the ending of the battle between Orochi and Barrett.But if it's Barrett or some other vicious New World pirate who came with the victory, then the island's defense force can be said to be useless.

At that time, no matter how loud these nobles are now, they will scream even louder when they are tortured and blackmailed.

But when the sound inside clearly wanted to reach a new decibel peak again, the entire food arena became silent again like a duck with its neck cut off.

Only a smile with keen hearing could vaguely hear some kind of continuous spray sound.

"...Is this Mr. Yixiao? I am in the room at the highest point of the arena. Please come in and talk to me."

In the corner that Yixiao failed to notice, the telephone bug hidden in the lintel hole made of enamel glass spoke with the voice of a big snake.

He smiled at the person who had just arrived in front of the food arena, and issued an invitation that was close to a command in a motherly tone.

With a proud but not arrogant smile, he does not feel like he is being looked down upon by others like those traditional pirates or nobles.Then it was extended to the point where it was an insult to one's own personality, and a life-and-death hatred was formed from then on.

Yixiao just pushed open the closed arena door with his hand, opened a gap big enough for him to pass through, and walked in.

He also brought with him the heavy door leaf of the arena, which was modeled on the structure of the Trial Gate of Mount Kuru and made of stones from Wano Country.

His sense of smell, which was as sharp as his hearing, was immediately detected by the smell of some incense wafting from the basement of the arena.

According to my own experience of traveling from north to south, this type of incense is probably a sleepy incense made from certain harmful plants.

As long as he knew it wouldn't hurt anyone's life, Yixiao politely declined Mr. Kuroda's warm reception, which he had come to greet him while running from the basement wearing a fox mask. He wanted to accompany him upstairs.

Choosing to follow the strong feedback from the industry, he walked along the stairs of the arena that are only used by internal staff, and walked through most of the vast food arena step by step.

After passing through three gold-painted doors that opened automatically, he smiled slightly tiredly due to everything he had done today.

Finally, I met the current real owner of this competition island, the man who claimed to be the operation director of this food arena in the early years, and appeared in front of him trying to recruit him: Mr. Orochi.

At this time, after Orochi subdued Barrett, a second-tier player under the Sea Emperor, he didn't even have a breath.

This unfathomable power couldn't help but cheer up Yixiao, who was roughly the same age as Orochi at this time.

Although Ichigo couldn't see it with his own eyes, Orochi still maintained a certain degree of courtesy towards him, and smiled with a shallow face:

"Guhehehe, Mr. Yixiao, there is no need to be so restrained. First of all, I want to apologize for bothering you to come here in person. Mainly, I want to thank you for your willingness to take action when the young people attack the competition island.

Here are some gifts prepared by colleagues on the island and those involved in the food arena like me. Please accept our kindness without hesitation. "

Hearing this, Yixiao, who was wearing ronin clothes and had not yet had time to tidy up, also hurriedly refused:

"No, some small things are not worth your concern. I just did what I wanted to do. I don't deserve your deep friendship. Please take back these gifts..."

"100 million Baileys."

"what?"

Seeing Yixiao's suddenly frozen expression, Orochi couldn't help but chuckled:

“I mean, my peers on the island and people like me who are part of the food scene.

For Mr. Yixiao's rare act of charity, a total of 100 billion beli has been prepared as a thank you.

I have ordered people to exchange it for 1000 bearer withdrawal checks issued by the World Bank for 1000 million beli.

Every 100 sheets are tied into a bundle. There are ten bundles here in total. Please, Mr. Yixiao, please don’t refuse. "

Yixiao, who came from an ordinary family, had never heard of such a luxurious gesture, and his whole expression was out of control.

The upper lip curls inward into a "W" shape, becoming as funny as a cat with a cleft lip sniffing reaction.

"Ah? This..."

In the unknown depths of my mind, I was already sweating profusely after going through an ideological struggle that was unimaginable to ordinary people.

Even smiling more tiredly than the previous match with Barrett, he finally controlled his lips and said:

"No, as there is no reward for no merit, I just did what I wanted to do, and in the end I couldn't kill the thief.

It was Mr. Orochi who captured the 'Devil's Descendant' on his own. I really deserve the words of thanks.

Not to mention that this thank you money is really exaggerated and scary. It is not a polite refusal. Mr. Orochi, please take it back. "