Avoiding a Guilty Conscience

The Pink Bull swam leisurely through the water while Hanazuki reclined in the main seat, half asleep.

Water 7 was still bustling at night. Every canal was packed with people, and upon seeing the cluster of its kind gathered ahead, the Pink Bull glanced back and silently turned around, retracing its route.

Suddenly, it felt considerably heavier. The Pink Bull looked back and discovered that a blonde woman had somehow taken a seat on its back.

"How leisurely, Uchiha Hanazuki. Is this the confidence of one of the Four Emperors? Even near Enies Lobby, within the World Government's jurisdiction, you have no fear at all?"

Hanazuki listlessly opened his eyes. Unlike the tone he had heard at City Hall that morning, the woman behind him now spoke with a trace of cold arrogance.

"Iceburg's secretary. What do you want with me? Don't tell me you came all this way to declare war. That wouldn't be in Water 7's interests..."

With a light leap, Kalifa landed on the Pink Bull's head, and it immediately felt a heavy weight press down from above as a pair of high heels stepped onto it.

"Indeed, as Water 7's secretary, I naturally wouldn't risk meeting someone as dangerous as you..."

"But what if I am still a Cipher Pol 9 agent, sent by the World Government to investigate the secret behind Iceburg?"

Behind the mask, a flicker of surprise flashed through the demon fox's azure eyes. Hanazuki swept his gaze over Kalifa with an almost-smiling expression, his look exceptionally subtle.

Her legs were straight and slender, her figure curvaceous. The pure black high heels beneath her black fishnet stockings were spotless.

Kalifa's hair now fell to her waist, and an indescribable light gleamed in her eyes. Though she feigned ease, her involuntarily tense body revealed