Inside the Tower of Justice, a large group moved through the wide corridors.
Although Sanji had made his disgust clear, who was Franky?
"A real man keeps his word!"
Franky ran beside Sanji in great strides, shouting, "Since you protected my little brothers, how could I pretend not to see it and run away with them? But before that..."
As his voice trailed off, Franky's pompadour suddenly drooped, his blue bangs covering his face and making him look dejected.
"I'm out of energy. I'm such a loser this week..."
"Ah! What's wrong, Boss?!"
Zambai looked worried and immediately waved behind him as he shouted, "Quick! Cola! Go find some cola for the Boss!"
"So you came here to be comic relief?!"
Sanji gritted his teeth and cursed, then turned his gaze straight toward a large door ahead. "Honestly, I'll be grateful if you just don't hold me back."
Bang!
Sanji leaped high and delivered a flying kick, violently kicking the door wide open.
Before them was an enormous room covered in green tatami mats.
It had been exquisitely decorated, complete with artificial rockeries, a square pavilion, and a clear little stream.
The moment they entered, it gave them a relaxing, carefree feeling.
Beneath that pavilion, three people sat around together in a leisurely fashion, drinking tea!
"Ah, someone's here."
Fukuro had just picked up his teacup when the commotion at the door caught his attention. Seeing Sanji and the others enter, he covered his mouth with one hand and cried out in panic:
"Jabura, they caught us slacking off!"
"Shut up, idiot!"
Bang!
After kicking Fukuro away, Jabura rose to his feet and looked coldly at Sanji.
After seeing what had happened on the bridge outside, Jabura had started slacking off.
Spandam had originally given them several fake keys to