Sea Restaurant, Baratie.
"Patty, one assorted fried rice."
"Got it... Wait, why are you ordering me around, you brat?"
"Idiot! You should call me Assistant Head Chef!"
"Don't joke around! You're just a little brat who got here a few days before us!"
"First, I didn't just get here a few days before you. The old geezer and I founded this restaurant together. Second, I became assistant head chef because my cooking is better than yours!"
"Damn you, you little bastard!"
"Moron, you lousy cook!"
"Stop arguing, Patty, Sanji! A wealthy beauty wants to order!" A chef in the kitchen helplessly played his trump card.
"Beauty!" The little brat's eyes turned into hearts.
"Money!" The muscular man's eyes turned into Beli symbols.
"God, I'm coming!" The two who had been arguing immediately reached an agreement and ran toward the dining area.
"Those two really get along well!"
"Isn't that the truth!"
Just as everyone in the kitchen was sighing over it, a chef suddenly ran in and shouted, "The Marines are here! A whole warship! There even seems to be a high-ranking officer at the captain level among them!"
"What?"
The chefs all stopped what they were doing, vicious looks appearing in their eyes. If they had merely been ordinary sea cooks, they naturally would not have reacted this way.
However, before becoming members of this place, they had been brutal pirates of the seas!
"Could our former identities have been exposed?"
"A Marine Captain won't be easy to deal with!"
"Don't act rashly yet. Maybe they really are just here for a meal?"
In the dining hall, all the customers stopped what they were doing and nervously looked toward the entrance.
Although the Marines represented Justice, so many Marine soldiers still looked quite frightening, not to mention that there