Night fell quietly!
The infirmary.
Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the room. Two figures wrapped in bandages lay on the pristine white beds. Their faces were no longer deathly pale like they had been during the day; they had regained their color and looked normal again.
Suddenly, Borsalino's tightly shut eyes flew open. He stared at the unfamiliar ceiling and sat up at once, immediately feeling a heavy weight on his chest.
He remembered fighting Gild Tesoro.
He looked around. The infirmary!
The person lying in the bed beside him was Sakazuki?
Borsalino furrowed his brow slightly, and his expression grew more and more unsettled.
He looked down at the imposing pair on his chest. His lecherous face slowly began to contort.
"Hiss~"
The bandages tore apart. It was as if lightning had struck Borsalino's mind, leaving him completely stunned.
Perhaps Borsalino had moved too violently, because he woke Sakazuki in the bed beside him.
"Gaia Chaos, die!"
The voice was melodious and sweet, truly beautiful.
Sakazuki shot upright, his face faintly flushed. He seemed to react on instinct.
But when he saw Borsalino sitting dazed on the bed, the two imposing mounds on his chest and the bandages hanging messily around his lower body, Sakazuki's expression began to go out of control too.
Shock, bewilderment, confusion—and, most of all, a little delight.
"Borsalino?"
After looking Borsalino over, Sakazuki asked uncertainly.
After all, that was still the same face, and the same hairstyle. It was just that the two things on his chest were a bit of a shock.
"Gaia!"
"Chaos!"
Sakazuki's voice finally snapped Borsalino out of it. An endless fury followed.
Blinding golden light burst from the infirmary, as if a sun had risen. Beams of gold shot out in every direction like a meteor shower, followed