This was a man with a brilliant head of golden hair, dressed in a striped kimono. Half a ship's wheel was embedded in his head, making him look like a standing rooster.
His aged face wore a wild grin, and with his flowing golden hair, he looked just like a roaring lion.
Of course, the most eye-catching thing about this man was his legs.
For some unknown reason, they had been severed below the knees. Two swords were now embedded in place of his legs, clanging sharply with every step he took.
This man was certainly no obscure nobody. On the contrary, if he appeared upon the seas, he would probably cause an uproar across the entire ocean in an instant.
Long, long ago, back in the era when the Roger Pirates still roamed the seas, this man had stood shoulder to shoulder with the Pirate King of that time, Roger.
His name was Shiki. Golden Lion Shiki, one of the three great pirate crews that had once dominated the New World, admiral of the Flying Pirates, and the man who had nearly conquered the previous era.
Shiki held a newspaper in his hand, laughing heartily as he read it.
Pfft pfft pfft pfft pfft.
Just then, a string of fart-like noises rang out. A man wearing clownish makeup hurried over, his shoes rather unusual—every step he took produced a farting sound.
"Hey! Dr. Indigo! Didn't I tell you not to wear those shoes?"
Shiki could not help roaring, "They're too damn noisy!"
The man called Dr. Indigo made incoherent noises as his hands kept gesturing. He seemed to be mute and could only express his opinions through sign language.
Shiki rubbed his chin and watched with great seriousness. Then, the next second—
"I can't understand any of it!"
Beside