But right in front of him, an enormous mouth was swallowing food nonstop.
It happened so suddenly that Sanji jolted in fright. His fingers trembled as he hurriedly struck a match and lit his cigarette. Only after drawing smoke into his lungs did some color return to his face. At least he no longer had to question his entire existence on the spot.
"What the hell is going on?"
Luffy blinked and pointed around them.
"We've been attacked. They've already boarded, and it looks like they're planning to finish us all off."
At some point, people had filled the edges of the deck. All of them held weapons, and their positioning was carefully arranged. They clearly weren't there for a friendly visit. The cold gleam of blades and guns pressed in from every direction, and the atmosphere instantly became like a pot of boiling water.
What was truly unsettling, however, was the big fellow ahead of them who was still chewing.
He slowly swallowed what was in his mouth before raising his head and asking in a remarkably calm voice, "Are you really pirates?"
"I have to say, you're a strange bunch."
As he spoke, he glanced around again.
"Have you caught the others? A normal pirate crew couldn't have only four people."
Sanji frowned and stepped in front of the others. That huge mouth gave him an awful feeling, as though it might swallow the entire ship the very next second.
Sure enough, the man soon made his demand.
"We're going somewhere." He held out his hand. "Do you have a compass?"
"No," Sanji answered bluntly. "And we've never even heard of that country you mentioned."
Luffy nodded along.
"If that's all, hurry up and get back on your own ship. We're in a hurry. We don't have time