The Sensible Vitt

Inside the hotel room, Luo Ya lay on the bed shirtless, the blonde beauty having already departed long ago.

It must be said that the beauties in the world of One Piece are one more stunning than the next, each with a better figure than the last. I seem to recall Oda once revealed that Nami's cup size was an F.

Even Big Mom was drop-dead gorgeous in her youth. It's just that she completely lost her shape after giving birth to over eighty children later on.

After a night of aerobic exercise, Luo Ya felt he had entered a state of meditation, completely free of distracting thoughts. In other words, he had reached the state commonly known as "sage mode."

Meanwhile, Bartholomew Kuma was stirring up what was being called a one-man revolution in the Sorbet Kingdom.

Of course, while it was called a one-man revolution, in reality, large numbers of the southern populace who could no longer survive had chosen to rise up; Kuma simply hadn't participated in their ranks, instead cutting his way through obstacles toward the royal palace.

Following this, under the hospitality of Vitt, Luo Ya began living a carefree life on Oswaldo Island.

By day, he wandered about, and by night, he feasted on the island's specialty delicacies and fine wines. Each evening, he engaged in aerobic exercise with different beauties.

Of course, in his leisure, he also helped Vitt deal with a few pirates causing trouble on the island when he had nothing better to do.

At the very least, Luo Ya felt he had completed half of his dream: to sleep with the most beautiful women and drink the strongest liquor. He had certainly slept with plenty of women and drank plenty of liquor, though he couldn't quite claim they were the "most" or "strongest" yet.

Just as Luo Ya was starting to feel bored and his Log Pose had finished recording, ready for him to set off for the next island, Hafiz, the Minister of Finance for the Sorbet Kingdom, contacted Vitt once again.

"Lord Luo Ya, Hafiz has agreed to your terms and has arrived on the island with the payment."

"Heh, let's go." Luo Ya gave a disdainful smile and signaled for Vitt to lead the way.

At the same restaurant where they had first met, Hafiz was already waiting in the room. The only difference was that a rectangular wooden box and two square ones were laid out on the table.

Furthermore, the guards who had previously followed behind Hafiz were nowhere to be seen.

"Black Flame Swordsman, this is the payment you requested. It's all here. When can you set sail?" Hafiz asked urgently, a far cry from his previous composed demeanor.

Luo Ya opened the boxes unhurriedly. He drew the long sword; the pitch-black blade confirmed its identity as a Black Blade, and the cold glint of the edge reflected Luo Ya's face.

"One of the 21 Great Grade Swords, Kikuichimonji. And the two Devil Fruits are the Zoan-type Zebra Fruit and Giraffe Fruit."

"It seems Bartholomew Kuma is causing you quite a lot of trouble. Did those people you sent before all die? And where are the guards who were behind you? They didn't kick the bucket too, did they? Heh."

Luo Ya lit a cigarette and spoke slowly.

"Those rebels were already mostly suppressed, but this Bartholomew Kuma suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He attacked our nation's generals, and most of the people we hired previously died at his hands," Hafiz said through gritted teeth.

"Heh, tell me about the situation in your country and the specific details of the contract."

"His Majesty the King's intent is that as long as you beat him into a cripple and hand him over to us, the mission is complete."

"You want him captured alive? Then this little bit of payment won't be enough." Luo Ya slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke.

"No, no, capturing him alive is best, but killing him outright is fine too. It would be too easy on the bastard if he just died like that," Hafiz hurriedly corrected himself.

He thought to himself that this was the country's entire collection. One of the Devil Fruits had only been auctioned by the King a short while ago. He couldn't add a single thing more.

"Fine. Give me a Log Pose, and I'll set off tomorrow morning."

Hafiz took out the Log Pose he had prepared in advance and handed it to Luo Ya. "Then I shall return to the country and await the arrival of the Black Flame Swordsman."

Once the matter was settled, Luo Ya, upholding the principle that waste is the greatest crime, immediately demonstrated his "whirlwind chopsticks and shovel-mouth" technique.

Vitt, as an outsider, ate with great relish, while only Hafiz sat with a gloomy face, drinking cup after cup of wine.

After eating and drinking his fill, Luo Ya headed back to his residence, and Vitt departed to attend to some business.

As soon as he entered his room, he paused at the sight of the empty, massive bed. "It's a bit strange not having anyone in the room all of a sudden," Luo Ya muttered, scratching his head.

He had just finished a quick shower and was preparing to rest when knock, knock, knock—a sound at the door rang out.

Luo Ya got up to open the door and froze in place. Standing at the entrance was Vitt, followed by two twin beauties with pink shoulder-length hair.

They were dressed in black lace gowns that left little to the imagination; one could vaguely tell they were wearing nothing underneath!

"Lord Luo Ya, let these sisters keep you company tonight. If you have any other needs, just say the word." Vitt wore a smile that every man understood.

"Heh, Vitt, take down my Den Den Mushi number. If you run into any problems in the future, call me."

Upon hearing this, Vitt's face lit up with ecstasy. The reason he had worked so hard to curry favor with Luo Ya was for these very words. With this promise, his position as the island's manager was secure; as Luo Ya's bounty grew higher, his own status would rise accordingly.

And all it had cost him were some things that were easily within his reach.

"Then I shall take my leave." Vitt clutched the Den Den Mushi containing Luo Ya's number and hurried away.

Watching Vitt disappear into the distance, Luo Ya chuckled, swept one of the sisters up into his arms, and grabbed the other by the arm.

Bang! He slammed the door shut.