Once dilapidated, Wano Island had gradually regained its former vitality after this period of development.
This was Wano Island's commercial district.
"Boss, get me a serving of oden!"
A curvaceous woman sat down before a stall. She wore the Land of Grass Guard Department's special uniform, had long white hair that faded in color, and a pair of crimson demon horns atop her head.
"Director Yamato!" The stall owner greeted her warmly. "Getting off work so early today?"
"There wasn't much to do today, so no overtime. And since tomorrow's a holiday, I got off right on time!" The woman yawned lazily. "Oh, and don't forget the shirataki noodles!"
"Of course! Authentic Oden Oden would never be without shirataki noodles!" Hearing Director Yamato's words, the stall owner laughed heartily and placed nine ingredients into an enormous iron pot: daikon, fried tofu, chikuwa, eggs, konjac, wheat gluten, fish cakes, potatoes, and shirataki noodles.
Then...
He struck a practiced pose and shouted loudly.
"What can boiling oil and scalding broth do to me? Only after countless simmerings does Oden reveal its true character!"
Yet Yamato did not find this strange ritual strange at all. She had eaten here several times already and knew it was the signature trait of Oden Oden, particularly famous in the Land of Wano. Many visitors to the Land of Wano came specifically to try it.
It could be considered one of the Land of Wano's specialties!
Although she had once been furious as a worshipper of Kōzuki Oden, unable to imagine anyone daring to insult Lord Oden like this, after so many years, she finally understood how ridiculous she had been back then!
And now, she herself had become the head of Wano Island's Military Police Force.
Yamato sighed inwardly, accepted the special Oden Oden handed over