Pirate's Freedom

After Nami finished introducing her carefully planned life plan, she and Nokigao looked at Tata Tot expectantly.

"..."

Tata Tot is silent.

"Good morning...Dad..."

Ila herself walked slowly down from the small attic.

"You're here! Good morning! Nami~! Nokiko~!"

"Good morning! Ila!" x2

Nokigao and Nami waved together.

"Good morning."

After saying good morning, Tata Tot turned and walked into the kitchen.

As soon as he turned around, Nami couldn't wait to secretly bite her ears with Ila. Soon, there was another pair of big expectant eyes.

It didn't take 5 minute.

Banana cake, egg rolls, milk cereal, Tata Tot brought breakfast to the table, and Ila picked up the spoon and ate every spoonful.

"Have breakfast first."

"But... dad... the game..."

Ila, who lowered her head, glanced up at him.

Tata Tot said calmly.

“There’s no game if you can’t finish breakfast.”

"Oh~~!!"

The three little guys all cheered, with Nami cheering the loudest and having the most excited body language. She almost climbed onto the table...

Snapped!

With quick eyes and hands, he pressed Bailey on the table, and Tata Tot tried hard but didn't move it.

He looked at Nami with a half-smile.

"..."

Nami retracted her little hand coquettishly.

"lunch."

Tata Tot shook Bailey in his hand.

"health."

He looked around and then looked at Nami.

"As you said, I will check the hygiene when I get back."

"Oh……"

Her eyes followed Tata Tot's right hand until it was in her pocket, and Nami reluctantly responded.

"Okay, Tata Tot."

Although she has stolen books, Nami has never stolen money. Anyway, since she can remember, the number of times she has touched a paper Bailey can be described as a handful.

Nami made up her mind with high spirits. This time in the orange juice drinking contest, she must make back her investment tenfold and a hundredfold just like last time!

……

East China Sea, Rogue Town.

At this moment, Smoker, who had placed Nami's dream of getting rich and cherished her heart, was determined to do something that would definitely destroy his career.

There are uniform porches in front of various shops. The streets are bustling and the port is crowded with people. In front of the triangular archway with "Loguetown" written on it.

"This mission is urgent. You are on standby on the warship and ready to go at any time."

A slightly hoarse female voice with a hint of magnetism.

"Yes!! Thank you for your hard work!! Ms. Hina!!"

The high-pitched echoes of the sailors were uniform.

Wearing a rose-red business suit that outlines a sexy figure, with long pale pink hair parted in the middle, wearing purple sunglasses and a coat of justice, his heroic figure got off the warship in the port.

Amid the sideways glances of passers-by, this figure walked through the bustling streets as if no one else was around, walked into the naval station, and entered the office unobstructed.

"Long time no see, Smoker."

Behind the desk, a white-haired man with a centipede-like scar on his forehead and smoking two cigars was facing her sideways, sitting there puffing away.

"Would the [White Hunter] of the past also have days in the office?"

The figure who opened the door stopped in front of the desk.

"Hina is so surprised."

"Leave me alone!"

"By the way, don't you think you're going too far?"

As a member of the famous "Blood-stained Fourteenth Issue" within the Navy, Navy Headquarters Captain "Black Sill" Hina was not polite at all to Commodore Smoker.

"They actually called me here while on a mission, but I didn't get along at all."

"For the sake of us being in the same period, don't care about it so much."

"You are always like this..."

Standing there gracefully, Hina shook her head.

"I can understand how helpless it is to be your subordinate."

"Humph……"

Smoker snorted, turned around in his chair, chewed his cigar and said.

"I can't help it. What I'm going to say next can't be said on the phone."

"..."

Hina crossed her arms, looked at him with bright eyes and an unchanging expression.

"The atmosphere is wrong."

Smoker's attitude turned the atmosphere serious.

"The atmosphere at Navy Headquarters is so wrong."

Smoker took a deep breath from his cigar and blew out the smoke ring heavily. His voice was solemn amid the smoke.

"The latest batch of trainees in our department, don't you think... their behaviors and attitudes are strange?!"

"Private communication is completely prohibited. Origin, background, and military rank are all confidential!"

It seems that there are too many words that have been kept in his heart, making Smoker unhappy.

"What a top-secret force... The training camp now is completely different from what we had back then. If this continues, how will my teammates be entrusted with their backs!"

"What did Brother Kuzan say?"

The friendship forged on the battlefield lasts forever, and Hina asks Aokiji about his attitude towards it.

"Hina thinks you should talk to him first."

"Kuzan is so lazy! He knows there is a problem, but he looks indifferent. He is completely unworthy of his responsibilities and status!"

Smoker made no secret of his dissatisfaction with Aokiji's non-intervention approach.

"My intuition tells me that those gentlemen above must be hiding something from us."

"Wait a moment……"

"I have a plan."

"Don't think too much..."

"I have something to help you with."

"Smorg! It's no use!"

Frowning her slender brows, Hina stopped her loudly.

"You were sent here just because you interfered in the training camp and made Teacher Zefa angry."

"Why bother going against the orders from above?"

"I can figure out what I should do and what I shouldn't do."

Smoker said unmoved.

"Whether you help or not, I have to investigate on my own."

"You are really... just like [Balmonk] back then!"

Looking at the motionless figure in the smoke in front of her, Hina sighed and whispered.

"Hina is very worried..."

"I know it myself, I don't need you to remind me."

"anyway."

Leaning back on the executive chair, Smoker closed his eyes.

"I will never allow anyone to try to create an elite training camp."

……

In Coco Yaxi Village.

"Good morning, Tata Tot, aren't you going to open the store today?"

"Tata Tote, do you have a stronger fishing rod? My fishing rod was just torn off by a sea monster."

"I'm going to Rogge Town. Is there anything you need help bringing?"

"The soap in your store is very useful. I want to buy some more for me..."

Tata Tot was walking on the street, either living or working. The villagers who went out early in the morning talked to him enthusiastically, and he also talked to them in a familiar manner.

From wariness to enthusiasm, perhaps because of Ila, it didn't take long for the villagers of Cocoyasi Village to accept him.

By now, he has completely integrated into this peaceful and quiet village, and looks like a local villager.

……

On the other side, inside the grocery store.

The reason why Nami and Nokigao had to pay such a [huge] price was that they had to use Tata Tote's grocery store to hold the competition.

In addition to not giving Kensuke an excuse to intervene, more importantly, with Ila's cooperation, they were able to raise prizes as start-up funds from Tata Tote.

After moving a small ladder, Ella happily climbed up the shelf against the wall on the left.

On the tray covered with black velvet, there are several orange-yellow balls with translucent material. Through the sunlight, you can see the different numbers of red five-pointed stars inside.

"Nami, how many stars?"

Ira asks Nami for her opinion.

"Five stars."

"Catch it~!"

"Hey~!"

Catching the thrown five-star ball, Nami Zhizhu explained calmly.

"In the last competition, the four-star one was won by Xiaopang. He will definitely come this time."

"no problem?"

Nokigao was a little worried.

"Little Fatty is so drinkable. You almost lost last time, right?"

"It's okay, I'm not the same person I was two years ago."

Nami was full of confidence.

"Besides—"

Nami reveals her true intentions.

"He has a [Supernova] that was newly released this year, and the probability of it rising in value is very high."

"I've never seen this before, Nami."

Ila turned sideways and waved her left arm to show Nami what she was holding.

"Is it still a ball? It doesn't look pretty..."

Nami looked at the half-purple, half-white ball in Ila's hand with a raised button. She pondered for a while and made a decisive decision.

"Fourth prize! Throw it down, Ira."

"Received~!"

Ira threw the ball in her hand towards Nami.

"Catch it~Nami~!"

"Hmph, hey~ you think I'm-"

Nami reached for it without raising her head.

the next moment.

In a flash of purple light, Nami disappeared.

Jump, jump, jump, dong...

goooooooooooo...

The half-purple and half-white ball fell to the ground, bounced up and down a few times, and rolled into the gap between the shelf and the wooden floor.