Chop-Chop
"What did you say?"
Buggy thought he had misheard. Even the smile on his face stiffened. Could this brat really have rejected him?
"I said no."
Moyun patiently repeated himself to Buggy.
"What?! You actually rejected Captain Buggy's request?!"
Buggy roared, so furious that smoke practically rose from his head.
What right did this little brat have to reject him?!
Moyun was really just teasing Buggy. After all, Buggy looked especially funny right now.
Sometimes, Moyun rather admired Buggy. Men who could bend and adapt so well were rare.
"What are you laughing at?! If you don't take me with you, then when my ship comes looking for me, it'll be the day you die!"
"Is that so? Now that you mention it, I'm actually a little scared. Then stay on the ship."
Moyun said it flatly, without a trace of fear in his expression.
Yet Buggy genuinely believed that Moyun was scared.
"Looks like you've got some sense after all, brat. Want to be my underling?"
"No. Be quiet for a while, or I'll throw you overboard."
Buggy was far too noisy, even louder than little Hisoka.
Moyun still wanted to train for a while, so he left Buggy on the deck for the time being.
Although Kuina and Olvia did not know why Moyun had kept this treacherous pirate around, Moyun surely had his own reasons.
So they did not interfere.
Olvia remembered that her notes only recorded matters concerning the East Blue. Most of the Poneglyphs were on the Grand Line, and they now needed to prepare to head for Loguetown.
It was the place where everything began and ended.
"Brat, I'll kill you sooner or later!"
Buggy glared viciously at Moyun's retreating back, silently calculating when it would be best to make his move.
Hisoka, curled up in the corner, said nothing. He watched Buggy with his round eyes wide open.
This big-nosed man was really strange.
Because Hisoka had curled himself into a ball, Buggy had not noticed him.
Kuina was practicing her swordsmanship on the deck. Earlier, Moyun had told her that there was a shop in Loguetown that sold swords, and it seemed to have one that suited her.
Kuina now desperately wanted to improve her abilities.
A good sword could greatly enhance a swordsman's strength as well.
After nightfall, a furtive figure crept into Moyun's room.
"Hehe, you little brat. Once I deal with you, this ship will be mine!"
Buggy laughed sinisterly. As a Chop-Chop Fruit user, he could freely detach his hands.
Standing not far from Moyun, he controlled the hand holding a dagger and sent it flying toward Moyun.
"Hisoka!"
"I'm here!"
Just as Buggy was about to strike, Moyun, who should have been sound asleep, suddenly opened his eyes. Looking at the dagger closing in on him, he shouted.
He knew Buggy would not let this go.
But he could not simply throw Buggy overboard either, or the plot would be thrown into chaos.
"What are you trying to do? Kill me?"
Buggy had already been restrained by Hisoka and could not move at all.
"No, no. I just came up to see whether you had your blanket on properly."
Buggy struggled hard a few times and found that he could not break free. So he stopped resisting and began currying favor with Moyun.
A true man could bend or stand tall as needed. As long as he survived, what was face worth?
"Use a dagger to tuck me in? That's the first time I've heard of that."
Moyun glanced at the dagger that had been knocked onto the floor and curled his lips disdainfully.
The vines wrapped around Buggy tightened more and more, making him howl in pain.
"Easy, easy! I really don't mean any harm."
Buggy said aggrievedly.
Damn it, what kind of creature were these vines? How could they keep tightening? Why had he not noticed them from the start?!
"Hisoka, loosen them a little."
At Moyun's words, the vines around Buggy indeed loosened considerably.
Buggy chuckled and quickly took the chance to split apart his body. That way, those vines could no longer keep wrapping around him.
Chop-Chop: Emergency Escape!
"This is the sea. Where could you possibly run?"
Moyun rubbed his forehead speechlessly. With Buggy's intelligence, he had somehow gathered so many underlings. Being a pirate really had no threshold at all.
"So what? I'll just float in the air. None of you can catch me! Hahahaha!"
Buggy burst into laughter. As long as he kept floating above the ship, there would be no problem.
Without Hisoka, Moyun might really have had no way to deal with Buggy.
"Hisoka, catch him! I believe you can do it!"
The moment Hisoka heard that someone trusted him so much, he became full of motivation.
Five or six vines extended from Hisoka's side and shot straight toward Buggy, who was flying through the air.
"What the hell are these things?! Why do they keep chasing me?!"
Buggy tried to dodge the vines' attacks, but they seemed to have minds of their own as they lunged directly for his limbs.
Buggy's left hand was caught first, followed by his left leg.
But Buggy had split his body into far too many pieces, and Hisoka simply did not have enough vines to catch them all.
"How can he split himself into so many pieces? I can't catch them all!"
"It's fine. This is enough."
Moyun looked up at Buggy, and a plan suddenly formed in his mind.
"Hisoka, pull down one of his feet."
"Okay!"
Hisoka's vines slowly retracted, bringing back one of Buggy's hands and one of his feet.
"Pull off his shoe. Then use your vines to tickle the sole of his foot."
Moyun chuckled. He refused to believe Buggy could keep refusing to come down after that.
Buggy, floating in the air, began to panic as well. What were they going to do with his foot?!
"Don't touch my foot!"
"Then come down. Otherwise, enjoy the thrill of flying."
Moyun waited for quite a while, but Buggy still did not come down. So he gave Hisoka, who had long been eager to act, a meaningful look.
"What are you doing?! Hahahahaha! Let go of my foot already!"
Buggy had imagined every possible tactic, but he never expected Moyun to resort to something so despicable—tickling the sole of his foot!
"Are you coming down or not? If not, we'll keep going."
"Hahahaha! Stop tickling me! I'll come down!"