"You came all this way to the New World. Don't tell me it was just to sleep with me. I didn't think I had that kind of charm."
Werther was dressed again. A strange smell still lingered in the restaurant, and broken plates and bowls littered the floor, but both of them had put their clothes back on.
Kashi Nai smoothed her tousled hair. A faint blush remained on her cheeks, but her eyes were perfectly clear, without a trace of distraction.
"Part of the reason I came was simply to see whether the reckless kid I once knew had really grown strong enough to challenge Kaido.
"The other reason is that someone asked me to pass along a message."
"What message?"
Looking at Kashi Nai, Werther remembered their first meeting, back when he was still an assassin.
He had been sent to kill a wealthy merchant. In those days, Werther's style was to leave no survivors.
Covered in blood, he had encountered Kashi Nai. Just as he was about to kill her, she had stripped off all her clothes.
Werther still remembered what she had said.
"I've never slept with a man. I'm clean. I'll do anything you want. Just don't kill me."
That was right. Kashi Nai was the beautiful woman Werther had once met by chance, the first woman he had slept with after arriving in the Pirate World.
"Someone asked me to tell you that you killed someone you shouldn't have. They'll come for you."
Werther narrowed his eyes. Something about this felt unusual.
Kashi Nai had come all the way to Dressrosa to wait for him. She had little fighting ability—she was weak, in fact. How had she crossed the Red Line?
They had first met in the East Blue. Getting from there to Dressrosa