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Second floor of the bar, private room corridor.
The manager, dressed in a sexy uniform of a shirt and a black hip-hugging skirt, twisted her rounded buttocks as she led Daichi.
"Mr. Daichi, please come this way."
"Okay."
Daichi activated his auto-aim mode.
Beautiful!
After he finished with the important business, he definitely had to buy a bunch of pretty clothes—secretary uniforms, bunny girl outfits, high heels with stockings—and have Yamato try them on for him one by one when he returned.
Just thinking about it was wonderful.
"Creak!"
As they walked, a private room door they passed was pushed open. A sexy young woman came out of the room carrying a tray and immediately greeted the manager respectfully.
The private room door wasn't closed, and a comical laugh came from inside.
"Shurororo~~"
Daichi subconsciously glanced into the private room. When he saw a man in a white lab coat with ram horns on his head, he paused.
He looked very familiar; Daichi felt like he had seen him somewhere before.
The manager leaned forward slightly, her collar somehow unbuttoned, revealing a surging cleavage that made one dizzy.
"Mr. Daichi, is something wrong?"
"Nothing."
Daichi retracted his gaze, cooperatively lowering his eyes to glimpse the manager's assets, but his mind was on the ram-horned man.
Women were not as important as serious business.
He was certain he had never met the ram-horned man, yet he still felt familiar, which already indicated a problem.
The other party was definitely not an unknown person.
Daichi smiled at the manager.
"Let's go."
"Alright, please come this way."
The manager continued to lead the way and soon arrived at the innermost private room.
"Daichi, please come in."
"Mhm."
Daichi entered the room, but instead of Stussy, he saw a man wearing a mask, a white suit, and a cape.
Only one organization dressed like this.
The "Strongest Intelligence Agency" CP0.
They were also the Beast Pirates' trading partners. Stussy merely acted as an intermediary, providing a discreet location for their transactions.
The beast-men were failed ancient giants; they were too large, and the World Government dared not send them directly to Wano Country.
At this moment, in the booth area on the first floor of the bar.
Stussy sat opposite Oven and the others. After a brief reunion, she took a slip of paper from her makeup bag and, under the guise of pouring wine, discreetly slipped it into Oven's hand.
A string of numbers was written on it.
Soon, the two parties separated.
Oven and his group headed directly to the second floor, and behind them, a sneaky figure followed.
Page One.
The dance hall ladies' eyes lit up when they saw Page One; a small, delicate younger brother was much cuter than the big, burly muscleman from earlier!
"Little brother, are you here alone?"
"Sorry, I don't like women."
Page One held his head high with an aloof expression, refusing the ladies' invitations.
His painful experiences of being bullied by his older sister since childhood had left him with no fondness for the unreasonable creatures that were women.
Hmph, women would only hinder his path to becoming stronger!
Now, the mission was paramount.
The innermost private room on the second floor.
Soon, Daichi and Guernica discussed the specific time and location of the transaction and also deliberated on the Sea-Prism Stone cooperation project.
As pirates rapidly increased, the World Government's demand for Sea-Prism Stone also grew, but Sea-Prism Stone was only produced in Wano Country, nowhere else.
The beast-men transaction was for the purpose of exchanging for Sea-Prism Stone.
They both conversed very happily.
Before parting, Daichi placed the large gift box he had brought with him on the table and gently pushed it towards the other party.
His smile was bright.
"Mr. Guernica, this is a pie I specially brought from Wano Country. It's red bean flavored, prepared just for you. It's a small token of my appreciation, please don't refuse it!"
"Red bean pie?"
Guernica was a bit bewildered, his gaze falling on the gift box. It was woven from bamboo, with red paper pasted on it. Could this really be given as a gift?
He wasn't trying to poison him, was he?
Guernica quickly pushed the gift box back.
"Mr. Daichi, no, no!"
"Oh~ why be so polite? We are friendly cooperative trade partners, and we'll have more dealings in the future."
Daichi reached out and pressed down on the gift box, preventing the other party from pushing it back, and said with a smile, "Brother, don't misunderstand, I just want you to feel the warmth of our Beast Pirates. Even if you don't eat it, you should at least take a look, just to give me some face!"
"This... alright."
Guernica muttered to himself, then lifted a corner of the gift box lid. When he saw stacks of "green" red bean thousand-layer pies inside, his hand trembled.
"Snap!"
The gift box quickly closed shut.
Guernica remained motionless, his expression under the mask extremely colorful.
No, no mistake, right?
A pirate, and one from the notoriously violent Beast Pirates, actually wanted to bribe him and play the official's game with him!
Roughly estimated, the gift box probably contained several hundred million. With his meager salary, he would have to work for the World Government for nearly a hundred years to earn that much.
Of course, as a CP0 agent, his income wasn't just his salary, but this money was still an enormous sum that was difficult for him to obtain!
Daichi lowered his voice: "Brother Guernica, I'm a pirate. No one will know about things given by a pirate, and these red bean pies, once eaten, will disappear without a trace."
That made so much sense!
Guernica was in an internal struggle.
No one in this world disliked money, nor would they complain about having too much. Even the noble Celestial Dragons sometimes ran short of money!
He wasn't worried about being exposed, after all, he was CP0 directly under the Celestial Dragons, and his rank was already the highest. He couldn't very well investigate his own accounts.
But he was a member of the World Government; how could he accept bribes from pirates? Where would his morality and bottom line go?
He hesitated for three seconds.
Guernica lightly coughed and pulled the gift box back in front of him. Usually, he didn't accept gifts, but this time, it was simply too much!
"Since Mr. Daichi is so enthusiastic, I'll make an exception this once. Speaking of which, I've never actually tasted a red bean-flavored pie!"
"Then you must savor it!"
Daichi smiled brightly, stood up, and poured a drink for the other party from the table: "If you like this flavor, I'll prepare a portion for you every year from now on. Not too much trouble, right?"
"No trouble at all!"
Guernica was overjoyed.
A portion of red bean pie every year, how wonderful would that be!
Guernica quickly raised his glass in a gesture.
"Mr. Daichi, I toast you!"
"No, I toast you!"
Daichi also raised his glass.
With a little drink, friendship would naturally follow, wouldn't it?
"Clink!"
The two drank it all and smiled at each other.
"Brother Guernica, I have something I'd like to ask for your help with."
"No problem! No problem!"
Half an hour later...
Daichi returned to the dance hall with a smile.
Page One was waiting in the booth area. Seeing Daichi, he immediately went up to him and told him what he had seen earlier: "Brother-in-law, the Big Mom Pirates just now..."
"Room 208?"
Daichi's gaze sharpened.
Room 208, he remembered, was the private room where that ram-horned man was staying. So the Big Mom Pirates' target was him.
"Page One, did you see a man with ram horns?"
"No."
Page One shook his head.
After Oven and the others left, he specifically went into the private room to look, and there were only a few unconscious women inside.
"I understand."
Daichi nodded slightly, a hint of surprise appearing in his eyes. So it was that guy; no wonder he felt familiar.
"Evil Scientist" Caesar Clown!
This meant that an accident had already occurred at Punk Hazard. He had been coveting that artificial Devil Fruit for a long time!
But to get that fruit, he would need Caesar to lead the way. There was more than one research facility on that island, and they were all scientific installations, making it too difficult to find on his own.
Additionally, Caesar had another special purpose.
If handled properly, this guy was a cash cow!
"Page One, let's go!"
"Where to?"
"To do what pirates do best!"