If the World Government wants to play, then let's play!

Clang, clang, clang!

The rhythmic clacking of high heels rang through the Red Light District.

Stussy's face was dark, and a heavy aura hung around her. The air seemed to freeze wherever she went.

"Lady Stussy."

Inside the geisha house.

Whether they were the madam, the geishas, or the customers, everyone swallowed nervously and lowered their heads.

How terrifying.

They were practically frozen stiff!

Even an idiot could tell that Stussy was in a terrible mood.

With a waft of fragrance, Stussy made her way to a room on the top floor of the geisha house. The door opened automatically, and she strode straight to the indoor pool, as if she knew the way by heart.

Chaos was leaning against the edge of the pool, enjoying a massage.

On the shore and in the water, two scantily clad, alluring geishas were giving him massages.

They left no inch of his skin untouched.

Chaos wasn't the only one in the pool with several geishas. Ivankov was there too, wearing a swimsuit—an absolutely painful sight.

As for Kuma...

He was relatively normal.

"Yo~"

"Little Stussy!"

"What's going on? Why the long face?"

Chaos didn't even need to look up. Just from the sound of those heels, he knew who had arrived.

But when he did look up, Stussy's oppressive aura nearly froze him into an icicle.

Damn.

She was obviously angry.

Scarier than those few days of the month.

"Betty was badly wounded by Lone Red on Sabaody Archipelago. The Marines also sent Garp, Zephyr, Fujitora, and Borsalino."

"They've probably got their eyes on us."

Stussy's voice was perfectly calm, but beneath that calm lay anger and a hint of worry.

That obnoxious woman who only dared bully her own side was probably in for a rough time this time.

"Hee-haw~"

Ivankov