Priest Domain, Floating Island.
Inside the castle hall, an atmosphere of noise and extravagance filled the air. Aramaki, who had only recently joined, had quickly hit it off with Urouge and Caesar Clown thanks to his naturally bold personality. The three were birds of a feather.
At that moment, each of them had beautiful, voluptuous Pleasure District employees draped over both arms. Their faces were flushed with satisfaction as clinking glasses mixed with uninhibited laughter, painting a scene of total indulgence in pleasure.
Aramaki had practically slipped into this little group of old perverts without a trace of awkwardness.
Not far away was an entirely different scene. Lafitte elegantly held a wineglass as he spoke quietly with Brook. The two exchanged views on the art and practical applications of hypnosis, occasionally letting out low, knowing chuckles.
Meanwhile, Daz Bones paid no attention to the decadent sounds around him. Bare-chested, his bronze muscles knotted and bulged as he threw punch after punch and kicked again and again. Sweat rained onto the floor while he carried out his endless physical training.
At the same time, inside the palace on the Floating Island of God's Domain.
Through the additional perspective granted by his assimilation with the earth, Adams took in everything happening in the castle hall.
As expected, it was never wrong to prepare in advance.
Years ago, when he had realized that he might recruit members with "special preferences" in the future, he had already made preparations.
He had instructed Stussy to train an additional group of employees, strictly selected for their looks, skills, and "loyalty," specifically to "serve" such members and increase their sense of belonging and loyalty through this humane approach.
Of course, every Pleasure District employee who set foot on the Floating Island had undergone a deep mind-reading examination