A Letter from Red-Haired Shanks

"What's wrong? You don't have any Beli?" Qin Yu raised one of his dead-fish eyes and pressed the question.

Kozuki Hiyori quickly came to her senses and said urgently, "The Beli from earlier was already everything I had!"

"If you're willing to take me to see them, I can agree to any one request you make!"

As she said this, Kozuki Hiyori bit her red lip, wearing an expression of one ready to face death.

She even thrust out her chest as hard as she could. She knew full well that aside from worldly possessions, women had one more kind of asset than men did.

As long as she made proper use of that asset, no man could escape the palm of her hand.

Although the onlookers hiding hundreds of meters away could not clearly hear what they were saying, they could not help swallowing when they saw Kozuki Hiyori's seductive gesture.

In their eyes, if they had to choose, they would definitely choose to pounce on her.

"Oh, right, I do have something for you to do." Qin Yu took out a piece of entirely red cloth and handed it to Kozuki Hiyori. "Help me stitch this pirate flag together, then hang it from the mast."

"We're heading out to sea. Without a pirate flag as a charm, we'll attract plenty of trouble."

Looking at the strange, blood-red flag that had been tossed directly into her hands, Kozuki Hiyori subconsciously looked down, unable to see her toes.

That indescribable body part

was still as perky, as curved, and as elastic as ever.

She subconsciously touched her cheek. It was still supple and silky too.

"Lord Sa... Saitama, is it really that simple?" Kozuki Hiyori could not help asking.

Simple?

Qin Yu's dead-fish eyes narrowed as he rubbed his chin