The Butcher Pirate Crew had just finished a round of pillaging a few days ago. With money in hand, the pirates had all gone ashore to drink and find prostitutes. Only a few pirates remained on the ship to guard it, and only the Captain's cabin still had a light on.
The oil lamp on the bow flickered faintly, as if it could go out at any moment. The two crew members on night watch were also dead drunk, snoring loudly.
Such was the quality of pirates. Yohishi finally understood why Nami, at such a young age, could steal 100 million Berries from these guys.
Nami was a seasoned thief. She knew where pirates hid their treasures. Following Nami, the two quietly began searching the entire ship.
"Damn it, how can there be no money at all?"
After searching several rooms in a row with no success, Nami couldn't help but complain.
"Shh!"
Yohishi put a finger to his lips and whispered, "Nami, keep your voice down, don't wake the pirates."
Nami was accustomed to stealing, which could only be described as being bold due to her skill. But Yohishi, who was with her, was on tenterhooks!
When the two entered the sailors' sleeping quarters, Nami directly ignored the two drunk pirates lying in hammocks and immediately started rummaging through the room, even checking the pockets of the two unconscious pirates.
Seeing Yohishi's nervous expression, Nami, who hadn't stolen any treasure, felt annoyed. She clenched her fist and punched Yohishi on the head.
Thump!
Nami's fists were indeed naturally imbued with Haoshoku and Haki. Even Luffy's rubber head would get bruised and swollen, with large lumps.
Yohishi was just flesh and blood, and a large lump immediately appeared on his head.
Nami said with some annoyance, "Why are you talking? Look how nervous you are!"
Then she continued, "The efficiency is too slow. You help too. You go check the pirates' storage room, and I'll check other places."
Dizzy from the blow, Yohishi subconsciously nodded and agreed, "Alright then!"
Creak!
Yohishi, holding a kerosene lamp he had taken from a pirate, pushed open the pirate ship's supply storage room and walked in.
Inside the storage room were just a few sacks, some overturned wooden barrels, and wooden crates piled in the corner. Looking at the sparse supplies in the storage room, Yohishi was a bit confused as to why Nami wanted him to come here.
After sending Yohishi away, the impatience on Nami's face disappeared, replaced by a serious expression.
Don't be fooled by Nami's relaxed demeanor just now. If she were truly that careless, with the things she had done, even with Arlong the Fishman protecting her, it would be enough for her to die hundreds of times over.
Having stolen pirate treasures for so many years, Nami was very familiar with how pirates divided their spoils. The Captain always took the lion's share of what was plundered, while ordinary pirates barely got any money.
Moreover, pirates lived a life on the edge, living one day at a time. After ordinary pirates received their share of money, as soon as they landed on an island, they would spend it all on drinking and prostitutes.
Indeed, most of the crew members on board had gone ashore to drink and find women, so there were only a few people left. But the light in the Captain's cabin was still on, which meant Butcher Bakar, the Captain of the Butcher Pirate Crew, was still on board, and the treasure was still on the ship.
Arlong was invincible in Nami's eyes, but Arlong's bounty was only 20 million Berries. Butcher Bakar's bounty could reach 15 million Berries. Nami knew Butcher Bakar was also very dangerous, but to earn enough money to buy Cocoa West Village, she had to take the risk.
Unlike her casualness before, Nami was now cautious and light-footed as she moved towards the still-lit Captain's cabin.
Nami sent Yohishi away, firstly because having a rookie with her would be inconvenient for the upcoming actions, and secondly, Nami didn't want to involve Yohishi. If anything really went wrong, Yohishi would at least have a chance to escape.
It could be said that for Cocoa West Village, every time Nami stole pirate treasures, she was gambling with her life.
Inside the Captain's cabin, a bright oil lamp illuminated the room brightly. On the bed, a burly man, about two meters tall, was sleeping soundly with a curvaceous woman in his arms. Two other women lay beside him.
All the women had heavy makeup, clearly prostitutes from the island.
His subordinates had all gone to drink and play with women, so how could Bakar, as Captain, resist? To guard the treasure, he couldn't leave the ship for too long, but there was no shortage of prostitutes on the island who would provide services on board.
Through the window, the situation inside the room was clear at a glance.
Having been on the sea for so many years, Nami had seen everything. She didn't pay much attention to the naked men and women on the bed. Her gaze was completely drawn to the box under the table where the oil lamp was placed.
The outside of the box was reinforced with iron bars and secured with a huge lock. It was clear at a glance that it contained valuable items.
Looking at the treasure chest, Nami's eyes had already turned into money signs due to her greed for wealth.
After a few minutes of observation, confirming that everyone inside was sound asleep, Nami began her operation.
In the storage room, although he knew it was impossible for treasure to be hidden in these boxes, Yohishi still began searching them one by one. As a result, after a long time, he didn't find a single thing, and instead, he was exhausted.
As Yohishi held the lamp and opened a wooden crate of fruits and vegetables, looking for a fruit to quench his thirst, destiny began to turn.
The pirate ship hadn't even had time to resupply, and there were only a few shriveled and rotten fruits in the wooden box; the only edible one was a long, cucumber-like vegetable.
Although he didn't recognize it and had never seen this thing before, the One Piece World was a world of abundant resources, and the fact that the pirates had it in a box meant it was edible.
As soon as he picked up the fruit, Yohishi felt it pulse in his hand, almost startling him.
Thump! Thump!
The fruit in Yohishi's hand was like a living thing, pulsing like a heart.
Under the lamplight, Yohishi could clearly see the fruit's skin changing from green to pink in his hand, and not only that, the skin wriggled as if alive, and spiral patterns like 'arabesque' grew on it.
This process lasted for more than ten seconds, and Yohishi was stunned as he watched a Devil Fruit rebirth in his hand.
"This is a Devil Fruit. Has my golden finger finally arrived?"
It was rod-shaped, the size of a cucumber, with pink skin.
Looking at the Devil Fruit in his hand, Yohishi was so excited he almost fainted.
Before Yohishi could rejoice, a loud bang and a girl's scream jolted him awake, the sounds breaking the night's tranquility.
"Nami!"
Hearing the sound, Yohishi instinctively shouted her name, not even considering the risk of being discovered.
Clutching the Devil Fruit in his hand, Yohishi flung open the storage room door and rushed towards the deck at the bow of the ship, covering the distance in just a few strides.
On the deck at the bow, Nami sat slumped, clutching her shoulder, her eyes wide with terror as she looked at the Captain's cabin, which now had a large hole ripped through it.
Beside Nami was a naked prostitute, continuously spitting blood from her mouth.