They wouldn't even let me out for the New Year Festival? Fleet Admiral Sengoku was dead set on keeping me locked up for three months!
Loa was furious. Absolutely furious!
Kuzan seemed to sense something. He raised his head and gave Loa a sidelong look. "You're not plotting something, are you?"
"Uh, absolutely not!" Loa shook his head so hard it might have rattled loose.
"Oh, really?" Kuzan eyed him suspiciously, as if trying to see right through him.
But Loa was an old hand at putting on an act. He wasn't about to let Kuzan spot anything amiss.
After staring at Loa for several seconds, Kuzan nodded. "Good. If you cause trouble today, I'd wager they'll add another six months to your confinement. After all..."
"It's the New Year Festival!" A chill literally flashed through Kuzan's eyes—the warning sign that Admiral Aokiji, a Logia Ice-Ice Fruit User, was about to use his Devil Fruit Powers.
"Nobody's made of iron. After a whole year, everyone needs time to rest. Marines, pirates, civilians—it's the same for all of them." As he spoke, Kuzan unloaded the food from the cart. Then he put on gloves and passed it through the gate in the Seastone bars.
"Fleet Admiral Sengoku was afraid you'd go out and cause trouble today. That's why he sent me with all this food."
Click!
Once he was done, Kuzan fastened the massive Seastone lock again with his gloved hands. Then he took a Key and a blowtorch from his pocket, the kind jewelers used on precious metals.
"Good thing Fleet Admiral Sengoku saw this coming and told me to bring it. You use ice, just like I do. Making a key to pick the lock would be easy for you."
Click!
Kuzan inserted the Key into the lock and