In a room deep within the Holy Land, Mariejois.
The room was spacious—simple yet luxurious. A few pieces of furniture sat in the center, understated yet elegant… or perhaps luxurious yet understated.
"Hmph!"The curly-haired, bushy-bearded elder sat in an ornate chair, snorting coldly as he slammed the armrest repeatedly. His tone was full of anger."Humiliation. This is utter humiliation. Someone actually broke into Mariejois and ran wild."
Across a small round tea table, the bald elder in a yukata sat hugging a sword, killing intent leaking subtly as he spoke:"Last time it was Fisher Tiger slipping in to rescue slaves. And now someone comes in to… destroy! Slaughter! What do they think this place is?! This is Mariejois!!!"
"Correct."The bald elder with the handlebar mustache agreed. "Those reckless fools must be taught a brutal lesson—to warn everyone else."
The long-bearded, white-haired elder added,"Agreed. Contact Sengoku. Have him send reinforcements. We must suppress the chaos immediately."
The four turned to the only one who hadn't spoken: the blond middle-aged elder.
"Understood. I'll call him right now."The blond, gold-mustached elder silently picked up a Den Den Mushi and dialed.
A moment later, the Den Den Mushi put on glasses, sprouted braided whiskers, and spoke in a steady tone:
"Hello, this is Sengoku. What is it?"
"Sengoku, Mariejois is under attack. Send an admiral."The blond elder ordered bluntly.
"Ah! Can't do that~"Sengoku's voice suddenly turned playful.
The Five Elders frowned simultaneously.
"You know what you're saying, Sengoku?"The blond elder barked.
"I knowww~~ Hehehe (∩_∩)"The Den Den Mushi made a silly face. "The admirals are suuuuper busy! Totally unavailable~~"
That frivolous tone made the Five Elders' brows tighten further.
The sword-holding elder's grip tightened. A clang sounded as blade met sheath."You're not Sengoku."
"Ah-laaa~! You caught me!"The Den Den Mushi stuck out its tongue.
"Where is Sengoku?"The handlebar-mustache elder demanded.
"Ahahaha… Why would I tell you, idiot—!"The Den Den Mushi laughed strangely.
"You—"The mustached elder was about to erupt when the Den Den Mushi's mouth twitched rapidly and it blurted out a string of words:
"Sengoku took a whole group to cause trouble for a Yonko~~ The Navy Head-quarters is basically empty right now…
Guess why he went after a Yonko? I'll give you three chances…"
"It's you, isn't it."The curly-haired elder said.
"Eh?"The Den Den Mushi froze.
"You did it."The curly-haired elder continued. "I don't know how you tricked Sengoku, but tricking Sengoku at all means you're impressive."
"Ahahaha… I'm not that amazing!"The Den Den Mushi acted shy, then suddenly grinned wickedly."But I'm impressed you figured out it was me. Gold star for you."
White Zetsu followed their words smoothly—while thinking something very different.
Mr. Sengoku, I've taken care of your work problems! Don't forget to pay extra.
"Mehahaha…"The thick glasses and braided whiskers vanished. The Den Den Mushi distorted into a non-human, grotesque face.
"Next question. Do you think this attack on Mariejois was an accident… or someone's doing?
Come on, answer! Three guesses again."
Having spent so long around Black Zetsu, even White Zetsu had picked up a slight "mastermind behind the scenes" vibe.
And in his heart he added:Mr. Sengoku, seriously—add more money!
"You bastard!"The Five Elders' faces twisted in rage.
"And here's the third question." White Zetsu continued gleefully."How many people do you think will attack Mariejois? And how will they attack?"
White Zetsu laughed wildly:"Think! Panic! Tremble! That's exactly what I want to see…
Hehehe… I'll be quietly watching from the shadows—enjoying your frantic, furious expressions."
"Bye~~~"
Acting cool then running away—thrilling.
The call ended. The Den Den Mushi slowly closed its eyes.
Bang—!
The curly-haired elder slammed his fist down, crushing the small wooden tea table."That bastard… I'll kill him!"
"Do you even know his name? His appearance? Anything at all?"The sword elder remained calm, though killing intent seeped through his words.
The curly-haired elder's anger stalled.The mustache elder followed up:"How much of what he said do you think was true? And how much was false?"
"Who knows."The blond elder didn't care much for the question. He stood and walked toward the door."I'll find out how many usable people remain at Navy HQ. You handle quelling the chaos here and contacting Sengoku."
As he spoke, he stepped out of the room.
"First suppress the chaos. Don't disturb Lord Im."The sword-holding elder said.
The other three nodded."I'll call Kong and have him lead troops here," the mustache elder added.
With the Supreme Commander Kong arriving with a military force, the situation on the battlefield shifted slightly.
But the shadow clone's stored chakra was nearly exhausted, and surrounded by a crowd of powerful fighters, the clone quickly burst into white smoke.
No one turns into white smoke when they die, so troops were dispatched to search everywhere.
But in the Holy Land Mariejois—thorough searching was impossible. They ran into obstacles everywhere.
Kong didn't push the issue. After doing a superficial search, he reported the situation to the Five Elders and withdrew with his troops.
Meanwhile, at Navy Headquarters.
In the Fleet Admiral's office, White Zetsu sat in a chair, elbow on the desk, hand supporting his chin, trying very hard to look serious.
"…We're exposed already. I need to warn the others to withdraw."
He pulled out a cloth bundle from who-knows-where and hooked it onto a stick. He took two steps, then stopped.
He turned back to stare at the Den Den Mushi on the desk.
"Oh, right—I need to update Mr. Sengoku. We need our stories straight. And I should remind him about the extra payment."
I acted so hard—no bonus would be unacceptable.
White Zetsu returned, called Sengoku, explained what had happened, and successfully got him to increase the payment.
In a great mood, White Zetsu hummed a tune, transformed into an ordinary sailor, and walked out of the admiral's office—then discreetly informed his companions to retreat.
With his impersonation skills, slipping out of Navy HQ was completely silent and unnoticed.
Shortly after he escaped, several vice admirals entered the rooms White Zetsu had used. Seeing them empty, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The vice admirals remaining at HQ had already been briefed by Sengoku—they knew part of the situation.
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