The Time-Time Fruit That Chose Its Master

Flower Capital, Yugao Pleasure District.

Inside a Japanese-style room spacious enough for dozens of people to lie down side by side, Queen sat surrounded by a flock of courtesans. Several women clung to either side of his mountain-like body, and he laughed so hard that the folds beneath his chin stacked into layers.

He had already been fat, but when he laughed, he looked even more like an enormous ball of flesh surrounded by beauties.

Awakened by the commotion outside in the middle of the night, any trace of sleepiness had long since vanished. He might as well come to this haven of pleasure to pass the long night.

The courtesans were dressed to the nines, each one pressing closer than the last.

Kurozumi Orochi's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he watched, and drool almost dripped from the corner of his mouth.

This place had originally been his private VIP room. Even the courtesans serving here had been specially trained for him.

But once Queen arrived, everything changed.

How could he dare show even the slightest dissatisfaction before one of the Beasts Pirates' All-Stars?

No one understood better than him how he had attained his current position.

"Lord Queen, please enjoy yourself. This humble one will not disturb your pleasure."

Kurozumi Orochi withdrew from the room with a broad, fawning smile and gently slid the door shut behind him.

Just as he turned to wake Kyoshiro, his personal guard, who was dozing by the corridor, a silver-haired young man with an extraordinary bearing rounded the corner at the end of the hallway.

"Is that him? Kaido's monster son-in-law... What is that brat doing here?"

Kurozumi Orochi's eyes flickered, and alarm bells rang in his heart.

Wano Country's isolationist policy had always only cut off the common people.