The Luck-Luck Fruit's Ability!

The blind man's laughter was infectious. Losing the bet had done nothing to sour his mood.

Only then did Usopp take a proper look at the blind man. He had a square-jawed face, a neat crew cut, and frightening scars across his face. The sight made Usopp's heart skip a beat.

Beside the square-jawed man stood a tall, stunningly beautiful woman with voluminous wavy hair, radiant and glamorous.

Seeing this strange pair, Usopp watched them for a moment before realizing his own rudeness. He scratched the back of his head and apologized awkwardly.

"Uh..."

"I'm truly very sorry."

Although the blind man had placed the bet himself, Usopp felt that he had influenced the outcome. Seeing that the other man was disabled only deepened his guilt.

His apology came from the heart, and the man clearly sensed it. He smiled and waved it off.

"A bet is a bet."

"I sat down at the table, and I placed the wager."

"What does that have to do with you, young man?"

Issho did not care about winning or losing at the gambling table. What he enjoyed was the process itself, and he had no attachment to money.

That was right. The gambler sitting at the same table as Usopp and the others was none other than Admiral Issho, one of the New Marines' top officials.

Though he was supposed to be stationed permanently on Cake Island, he had taken advantage of a rare break. After finishing his official duties early, he had slipped out for a little entertainment.

Naturally, an admiral leaving Cake Island could not escape his subordinates' notice. The woman beside Issho, Baccarat, had discovered that he had snuck out and intended to "arrest" him and take him back. She was a headquarters officer.

Baccarat had once been Tesoro's