Moore is too wild. He always acts like he's too old and experienced, and no one can control him except Mr. Kuro. Even the head butler, Kuro, can't give orders to this person who is obviously much lower in rank than him. They still have to treat each other as friends.
Even if Mr. Kuro's orders aren't very important, he might still mess them up. He's completely unreliable and has a knack for bad luck.
He's been to so many brothels, whether he paid or not, and every place he's been to has suffered at least a month of bad business. I don't know how he managed to do it.
"Seven days? No problem at all!"
Moore glanced at the commotion around him, then nodded and confirmed, "Absolutely no problem. I'm so poor, I have no food to eat. I'll just stay here for a few days. If you can let me take some food, that would be even better."
"Don't embarrass yourself like this!" Kuro covered his forehead. "This time you're not just embarrassing me, you're embarrassing Mr. Kuro, and Mr. Kuro won't forgive you."
"Never mind, let's go eat."
Moore shrugged and headed deeper into the street.
"Really... none of them are easy to deal with. Fanny, you're here too."
He looked around and happened to see Fanny walking over, so he said something.
By this time, Fanny had fully developed the ability to contain her plague and could make normal contact without even needing to wear gloves.
The Plague Fruit, a fruit with immense potential, is difficult to fully develop. With Fanny's talent, it's already quite an achievement that she can contain the plague. This fruit itself has a high and low limit. From the moment she obtained this ability, Fanny's power, like her physique, has been a formidable weapon.
"By the way, has anyone seen Sazir?" Kro looked around but didn't see any of his underlings.
"?"
The three women tilted their heads in unison, uttering question marks.
Kro: "..."
It's pointless to ask.
Miss Lida only knows how to eat and follow Clow, Kikyo is hard of hearing regardless of gender, and Fanny is a reclusive girl who doesn't ask questions about anything. The three of them couldn't get any information out of her.
Of the three of them, only Mr. Kuro is a true Muggle. If it were me, I would have been a Muggle long ago.
Those he can handle will listen to him, but those he can't handle won't.
call!
"What's going on?"
Suddenly, a voice rang out from above, and a figure descended rapidly. Kuro, with a cigar in his mouth, fell from the sky and landed next to Lida.
"Kuro!"
Lida swallowed what was in her mouth, then reached out her little hand, which was covered in grease and snack crumbs, and grabbed his clothes, rubbing it against him a couple of times.
"You're all dirty, go wash your hands!"
Kuro rolled his eyes, but didn't slap Lida's hand away. Instead, he looked at Kuro and asked, "Are you done yet?"
“Yes, all the arrangements have been made. The largest restaurant is ready, and the banquet will start promptly at seven o’clock,” Kro said.
"That's good, have all the people been invited?" Kuro nodded.
"Yes, everyone who should be invited has been invited. The people at headquarters said they would arrive on time, and the others have already arrived ahead of schedule."
Those who arrived early are another story. The invitations Kuro mentioned were all from high-ranking officials. The old man's birthday came too suddenly, and apart from Kizaru's faction who came to the headquarters for the meeting, not everyone else was present. But since the high-ranking officials were all here, that was enough.
"Alright, it's almost time to take our seats. Where's the gift I asked you to prepare?" Kuro asked.
"Due to the short notice, there's no time to redo it; we can only choose one piece from the existing accessories," Kro said.
When it's the old man's birthday, it's natural to give a gift. Money isn't important; the sentiment is what matters. All he has is the gold he used to make jewelry. There's still a lot of gold in Kuro's sky that hasn't been used to make jewelry, but some of it has already been crafted into jewelry.
Since there's definitely not enough time now, we can only choose one item. Half of those gold ornaments are in Kuro's own vault, some are on the ship, and some are in this headquarters.
The task of choosing gifts naturally fell to Chloe, as that's what he does.
"Alright, let's take our seats."
Kuro nodded and walked into the street.
He was very familiar with this place. When he was unemployed at headquarters, he often went here, and he knew where the largest restaurant was.
The headquarters in the New World naturally doesn't have as many people as Marineford, and the business atmosphere isn't as good. After all, Marineford has been the headquarters for many years, while this place used to be G-1, a fortress, which didn't have much foot traffic. Only some family members did business here. After it became the headquarters, many people were here, and business naturally started, but it wasn't as thriving as in Marineford, so they had to make do.
There are still a few good places.
Kuro is now heading to the tallest building behind the headquarters. At the very top is a restaurant with a balcony, and its layout is similar to that of the main building, the castle tower.
"Lieutenant General Jin Ni."
When Kuro arrived, the restaurant owner, who had been waiting at the door, bowed with a fawning smile and said, "I cleared the area as soon as I received your instructions, and I guarantee there are no unauthorized personnel."
"Alright, stop being so polite. Take me upstairs. Have you put up the banner yet?" Kuro waved his hand while chewing on a cigar.
“Everything is ready,” the restaurant owner said.
Kuro nodded and followed the boss upstairs.
This tall building was mainly prepared for the few hundred people from Kizaru's faction, since it was their commander's birthday and their faction would definitely take the lion's share.
Upon reaching the top, Kuro saw a large golden banner that read—"Admiral Kizaru's Birthday."
It's very simple; there's no need for such a grand display.
"Alright, go down and greet them. We don't need you here."
Kuro waved for the restaurant owner to leave, then looked around the restaurant's layout before walking to the balcony and looking down at the brightly lit area below.
Below, besides the colorful lanterns and decorations, there were groups of people in white moving about, creating a lively scene that made Kuro smile knowingly.
The navy is the most powerful force on the high seas.
"Oh, how lively! Uncle loves lively places the most."
Suddenly, a white light flashed from the side, and Moore appeared from it, standing next to Kuro, and smiled at him, "You really like this kind of scene?"
“Of course, what’s wrong with it being lively and bustling? I hope it can stay this lively forever, because that means the Navy’s vitality will always be there,” Kuro said with a smile.
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