"Alright, introduce yourself first!"
Kōta stared at the fiery bird, his eyes filled with interest.
"We've been talking for so long, I still don't know your name!"
When he first saw this guy, he thought he was a fan of Fire Flamingo, Doflamingo!
The flamboyant fiery red coat, exactly the same style as Ming Ge's, and the pink cock's comb hairstyle, at first glance, he thought this guy was cosplaying a turkey!
"Me."
The fiery bird Vance's face suddenly flushed. Read books here.
Because he heard a hint of friendship in Kōta's words.
As the first reporter to have dealings with Kōta, he was sure that as he reported more of Kōta's deeds, his status in the newspaper office would greatly improve.
In the end, he might reach the height of the photography king, nicknamed "Flame Photo Hero," whom he admired.
Of course, all this was based on being on good terms with Kōta.
He stared at Kōta, cleared his throat, and said excitedly, "My name is 'Fiery Bird Vance,' 28 years old, a reporter by profession, unmarried, blood type A..."
Kōta watched the chattering fiery bird without interrupting, until the guy finished talking about his birthplace, residence, and how many people were in his family.
Only then did he say, "To get my friendship, it's not that simple! It depends on whether your newspaper can afford the price."
"Uh..."
The fiery bird suddenly choked. He thought Kōta wanted money!
Although he had never seen pirates who extorted money, he had heard of them.
But he was just a small reporter, he didn't have much money!
So he looked at Kōta and said cautiously, "That, that,..."
"Don't stutter, speak if you have something to say."
Kōta stood up, looked out at the distant sea, and yawned.
"Um, silver-haired big brother, how much do you want?"
The fiery bird stood up and stared nervously at Kōta.
"Money?"
Kōta turned his head and looked at the fiery bird in surprise. Seeing its nervous expression, he couldn't help but curl his lips.
"When did I say I wanted money!"
"Not money."
The fiery bird breathed a sigh of relief, then seemed to think of something, and his heart, which had just relaxed, tensed up again.
"Not money? Then what do you want?"
He cautiously glanced at Kōta, and seeing the wicked smile on Kōta's lips, he couldn't help but shiver.
Then his feet couldn't help but take a small step back, crossing his arms, and looking at Kōta with vigilance.
"This guy isn't interested in his beauty, is he!"
Although he knew he was handsome, he didn't want to fight with others!
Kōta looked at the fiery bird's reaction, as if sensing something, his mouth twitched, and a vein popped on his forehead.
He reached out, stepped forward, and punched the fiery bird's head.
Dong—!
"What are you thinking?"
"Am I the most handsome man in the world to be that kind of person?"
"Ough..."
Kōta looked at the guy, getting angrier as he thought about it, and felt an urge to silence him.
"Ouch~ It hurts! It hurts!!"
The fiery bird clutched his head, the cock's comb on his head flattened by Kōta's punch.
He looked up, cautiously at Kōta, and when he saw the ferocious glint in Kōta's eyes, he quickly said.
"Silver-haired big brother, don't be angry, don't be angry, I was just joking, I didn't mean anything else."
As he spoke, he suddenly felt a great sense of relief.
Seeing that Kōta didn't seem to be faking, he must not be someone who coveted his beauty.
Thinking of this, for some reason, a trace of loss welled up in his heart.
"Alas! My unmatched beauty, why does no one appreciate it!"
"Stop crouching."
Kōta looked at the fiery bird and said irritably, "Hurry up and call your editor-in-chief. I'll talk to him, and only if we get along will you get my friendship."
"If we don't get along..."
Kōta's expression turned grim as he spoke, "You know."
"We'll get along, we'll get along, we'll definitely get along."
The fiery bird looked at Kōta, his face turning pale.
"Our editor-in-chief specifically instructed us reporters to follow you closely! As long as we get your photo, not only will there be a bonus, but we can also get promoted."
"Then hurry up."
Kōta looked at the fiery bird, his patience was wearing thin.
Who wouldn't be unhappy if they were treated like that?
Moreover, it was such an ugly monster who treated him like that.
"Pah pah pah pah!!"
"What are you thinking! Even if he's handsome, it's still not acceptable."
This is a hot-blooded anime, not a BL romance! kanδん
The fiery bird looked at Kōta's impatient expression and quickly fumbled for a red Den Den Mushi in his arms.
He opened the lid, and the drooping head of the fiery red Den Den Mushi immediately woke up.
He then reached out and turned the rocker next to the Den Den Mushi's shell a few times. The Den Den Mushi made a dialing sound.
"Is this a Den Den Mushi? It's amazing."
Den Den Mushi are rarely seen in the Four Seas, and their Isshin Dojo doesn't have any.
So, this was Kōta's first time seeing one up close since he was a child.
"After I finish talking with Morgans, I must ask him to send a few."
Then he could install a Den Den Mushi that could play images on the ship, like a movie theater.
That way, it wouldn't be so boring.
At the same time, at the headquarters of the World Economic News, even though it was night, the lights were bright, and countless people and news birds were coming and going.
In the president's office, Morgans had just finished writing a news article and was now lying on his chair, drinking coffee and resting.
Just then.
"Buruburu..."
The Den Den Mushi in front of him suddenly rang.
Morgans slowly put down his coffee cup, elegantly took a napkin, wiped his lips, and then picked up the receiver of the Den Den Mushi.
"Moshi moshi! This is the World Economic News, President Morgans."
"Hello, President! I'm Fiery Bird Vance."
"Oh!"
Upon hearing that it was Fiery Bird, Morgans quickly sat up straight. "Is there any news about the silver-haired one?"
"President."
On Bass Island.
The fiery bird cautiously glanced at Kōta and said into the Den Den Mushi, "The silver-haired, Silver-haired Kōta, is right beside me."
"What did you say?"
Morgans was shocked.
"I said the silver-haired big brother is right beside me."
Kōta saw that the call was connected and quickly stepped forward, took the Den Den Mushi from the fiery bird's hand, held it in front of his eyes, and said.
"I assume the person on the other end is the well-known 'Morgans,' one of the emperors of the underworld!"
Morgans looked at the head of the Den Den Mushi in front of him, and it suddenly changed its appearance, especially its pair of cerulean blue eyes.
He suddenly became excited.
"Silver-haired Kōta."
"Yes, it's me."
"It seems you were looking for me, not Fiery Bird."
Morgans looked at the Den Den Mushi with interest.
"Nee! What do you want me for?"