The banquet lasted a very long time, something rarely seen in all the years since the Whitebeard Pirates had been founded.
Most of them had drunk too much.
They sprawled every which way across the deck and fell fast asleep, snoring away.
Ace had not drunk much. He knew he could not hold his liquor and would blurt out the truth after getting drunk.
That would not normally have mattered, but now that he and Yamato had that sort of relationship, he had to be careful.
He was afraid he might drink too much and let some embarrassing things slip.
Yamato had also drunk too much and fallen asleep on the deck.
Ace slowly walked over to Yamato, reached down, and swept her into his arms.
He had intended to say something to Whitebeard, only to find that Whitebeard was snoring away too.
Shaking his head, he carried Yamato into the cabin.
Early the next morning, when Ace and Yamato appeared on deck together, they discovered that everyone was already there.
As the two of them stepped onto the deck, everyone's eyes remained fixed on them.
Both Ace and Yamato grew a little embarrassed under their stares.
"Gurararara! Ace, Yamato, you're here. You're a little late for the stars of the show."
Whitebeard spoke from the main seat beneath the mast.
Ace looked around and found everyone on deck sitting in an orderly fashion. Those who could not find room sat along the gunwales.
It looked exactly like a meeting.
The sight left him a little bewildered.
Scenes like this were very rare among the Whitebeard Pirates. Whenever one occurred, it meant there was something important to announce.
I'm the star of the show? Does that mean the announcement has something to do with me and Yamato?
As Ace pondered